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

[SoaringAway]

Renia knows what she wants to know. The Goddess of Mischief may have what she asks for!

The Master of the Court nodded softly but she raised an eyebrow in curiosity, "Wouldn't it be best to inform the Master of the Graveyard as to what you're giving the Servants to do?" In the order of the world of the deities, the Gear was her personal assistant and mainly favored and followed her orders as the twins acted in such devotion to their 'mother,' the Master of the Graveyard. To remove either the Gear or the Servants away from their intended masters could have sprung out arguments and possibly civil war amongst the Masters since two out of four the masters well, had much more power and shouldn't pull others into their charades without permission from their superiors. She patted the gentleman's shoulder softly, "It is fine, Master of the Heavenly Yard. Some cannot give up on the past."

Meanwhile in the Clockwork Tower, the Psychologist was in her cell with teal chains bounding her and her jaw hanged open and no tongue in sight. This was a daily punishment she endured for these millenniums after a rather violent and heated blood argument in the court against the Master of the Court. Her punishment? To be silenced throughout the the time where the dawn shined, the birds sang until the death of night. As to how she was able to speak and move earlier, the Master of the Hellish Yard did need a human to help her sort of the issue of the twins and it was her reincarnation that was the easiest to control as the other three were reincarnations of the Servants which didn't seem like a rather grounded plan and Elluka Clockworker, who could be easily blamed for some tragedies in history.

The iron taste of blood ran down her throat as she glanced up to the ceiling and heard no stirs outside, possibly the Gear was still asleep or busy on duty with his dog companion. She glanced over to the seat she sat on and only thought of the best, after all she wasn't stuck in a tricolor mess.

[Karakuri]

_{"Of course. I shall return shortly." The former servant tells his colleague, nodding before heading to the Master of the Graveyard's dining hall. "Master of the Graveyard...Conchita?" He calls in, rapping on the door politely. That was the difficult part. He and the MotG had their respective human names, but it got tiresome of calling the Master of the Court and the Master of the Hellish Yard by their titles all the time, since they had never had a human incarnation, thus never had a human name.}

[SoaringAway]

"Yes...?" Conchita folded her heads promptly over the table, her elbows stretched out and crushed the ribs of her last victim, Alistair Durail to dust as she already finished her dessert but enjoyed destroying the bones for her pure entertainment. Her brown eyes glanced up towards the incoming visitor, Alexiel or better known as Master of the Heavenly Yard. She raised an eyebrow in surprise, it wasn't common for her company to be the grand Master himself as she was always in the shadows with Master of the Hellish Yard. Her heels tapped the end of her table as her hand extended out to the farthest away but closest seat for Master of the Heavenly Yard which was on the complete opposite side. "Ah, have a seat."

"How long has it been since you've honored me the privilege of an uninvited visit," her hand was still extended out and her eyes were still on the Master of the Heavenly Yard.

[Karakuri]

_{"I apologize, of course, dear Conchita. You know I normally tell you in advance when I come to visit..." The Master of the Heavenly Yard apologizes, ducking his head slightly. God or not, The Master of the Graveyard was his elder, and the young blonde would venerate her. 'Even IF I try to avoid being down here...', the boy thinks privately. "However, I just need to ask a favor of you and your children." He continues. The eagle masked god takes a seat as he was invited to do, trying to keep his eyes off of Conchita's last...dinner guest.}

[SoaringAway]

"A favor..? Does it involves ...guests/" A wicked smile appeared on the Master of the Graveyard's face, she was the living personification of gula or "gluttony." However, the mentioning of her Servants puzzled her, it was unlike MotHeaY to call upon her children for services but thankfully, he asked her first. If it wasn't for the twins, she wouldn't be able to eat the majority of what she gets as well, one woman chasing around spirits is horrible enough.  Further more, without the twins if they were to be excused from her power, she would eat the Master of the Heavenly Yard alive.

[Karakuri]

_{"I heard from the Master of the Court that they were going down to the human world soon to indeed bring...guests, for you. I was wondering if while they were down there, they could look for..." Alexiel doesn't even finish his sentence. The normally confident and arrogant Master looks away awkwardly again.}

[SoaringAway]

"The young doll speaks correct, Master of the Heavenly Yard. Come out with it, I don't bite my partners," Conchita spoke emotionless with her cheek resting in her right fist. Why was the little boy just so..awkward? To be be frank, he acted a bit like Lorencio if he was caught off guard, she has seen it happen once or twice. The thought struck her mind, "Don't be so distant, Alexiel.. The twins would gladly do it, they are twins just as you and Rillianne are."

[Karakuri]

_{"Thank you, Lady Conchita." Alexiel says with a grateful nod.}


[SHORT!!! *stabs post* Brain! Work!]

[SoaringAway]

[[WHOA. WHOA. You aren't the Tailor from Enbizaka. xD ]]

[[I propose a time skip? ]]

[Karakuri]

[A time skip would be in order. Lol]

[Says who? I do rp Elluka. xD]