♫ Desert Bluebird ♫ [Inactive since 04/03/2013]

[SoaringAway]

[[ Which world, Karakuki? I could have MotG call for him or something..]]

[Karakuri]

[God-world. xD]

[SoaringAway]

[[ Okay c:. Hmm, didn't the MotHeaY wanted to instruct the Servants to find Anne or so?]]

The gluttonous deity sat alerted and awake in her Victorian style dinner hall with the walls practically transparent to show a forest that surrounded the world of the Deities. With a bone stuck in her mouth she allowed her hand to lightly tap it as her razor sharp teeth broke it in half, the taste of human was the most addicting. Her short brown hair was evenly parted away from her face so it wouldn't catch onto her last meal, she decided to take the last one in by force since her little children were off to find the other soul in the human realm. Her legs were folded promptly and professionally with her umbrella leaning against her rusting golden chair and the fabric blood-stained with old and new blood of a variety of mortals. It had been far too long since her Servants were by her, and a feeling came pit into her stomach which was rare in most cases.

"Lorencio! Renia!," she called out from the dining hall as her roar echoed in the forest and caused the different spirits that tried to stay hidden to flee about, fearing that they were soon to be found. She was hopeful to at least have Renia coem by as the Stupid Butler almost became her meal.

[Karakuri]

_{The arrival was almost instantaneous when Lorencio darted into the room, skidding to a half by the Master of the Graveyard's side. "Yes, m'lady?" The butler asks with a respectful bow, towel over his left arm, uniform impeccable once more.}[/color]

[SoaringAway]

Master of the Graveyard was pleased to have her adoptive son/butler come to her side as he always did but Renia must have been sleeping at the time, she'll have to revoke her sleeping rights soon enough.  She twirled her glass in hand as she took a drink of Blood wine, "What would be for dessert, Lorencio?"

The menu usually consisted of human souls, flesh, either living or dead, but when it came to dessert the Master of the Graveyard used it as a codeword for a human worth highly in their society either it be a artisan, political figure, or such, has recently died and must be taken into her stomach before well, he reached the court.

[[*Can't think of famous person.*]]

[Karakuri]

_{Lorencio gives a small laugh. "Tonight for dessert, m'lady, is that politician that everyone's been raving about, Alistair Durail. Apparently, he was poisoned by his own son. Should add for an interesting taste, I believe? Is there anything I can get you to make the meal more enjoyable?" Her adoptive son/butler asks, tilting his head curiously. He was always the attentive servant, asking his lady how she wanted a meal, and kept checking up to make sure she didn't need more food. Even if HE was the possible meal sometimes.}

[SoaringAway]

"Hmm, maybe that brat of his if he was executed for treason~" The Mistress let out a wide smile, a glint coming from the chandelier even if sparkling and clean was covered with skeleton and patches of meat she kept stored there for some times. She nodded at her adopted butler with a more menacing smirk, "If you happen to find any of his colleagues out in the forest, do allow them to accompany their friend to our dinner table."

She rested the empty goblet onto her table, empty and waited for a refill. "When you return for your sporting, do remember to fill the cup. A meal dry would be such a bother for the Mistress' throat.." She was thankfully in a more nicer mood since during the day, more deaths occurred and meant that more food was available. Even eating a whole army a hour previously would never satisfy her, but nothing ever would~.

[Karakuri]

_{"Of course, m'lady. Wouldn't want our guest to be lonely for dinner tonight. As for your drink, would you prefer a refill before I'm off?" Lorencio asks, smiling and exposing small, pointy teeth. Not razor-like teeth like his mistresses, but rather sharper than human teeth.}

[SoaringAway]

"Later when you've return, I would prefer to see their faces once the blood is drained right out of them," she glanced back to her servant and gave a small nod. She quickly went to grab her fork and knife and banged the table, awaiting her meal.


[[I guess I'll take the role of the politician? A goose hunt would be enjoyable.]]

[Karakuri]

[Si. xD]

_{With another small bow, Lorencio exits the room in a small blur and a derisive cackle. No doubt he'd have fun hunting tonight. Too bad Renia would be sleeping. As he entered the gardens, he let out another fearsome cackle, just to frighten the lost souls.}