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

[Karakuri]

[Mmm, Nationality is what country your character comes from. You can find a list of the countries on the first page.]

[SoaringAway]

Renia smiled like a psychopath, finding the amusement in her actions being what she had been missing he day before. The glint of water within the witch's eyes made her have a sense of an domineering being which she was but being viewed as a "human deity" placed her below the Four Masters. "Crying? For this long of a time.." She snorted a bit as she placed the blade under Elluka's chin and raised her head a bit.

All that the Vector of Protection could see was the posterior of the servant's back but she felt something cringe worthy of the mannerism he spoke in. 'No wonder he was a guard,' she narrowed her eyes to better acquaint herself with his body type. Lanky, slim, nearly her height, but was armed with those claws of his. The green eyes of the vector oddly didn't contrast much with the scenery of blue sky and yellow sand as it was a duller shade of grey which was most uncommon but then again, she was a vessel for another figure with those eyes.

Nothing even speaking a word, she continued to look at Lorencio's behind. All she needed to do was to keep quiet and still seeing as how his tracking skills had failed him. Surely, this woman would not give up.

[tanatiger2002]

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[Karakuri]

<sub>The tears stopped quickly, however. "Shouldn't you be helping your moron of a brother? Gilda seems to have given him the slip." Taunts the witch, bravely holding eye contact with this...child. She was older then the Servant...there was no way in the Hellish Yard she was going to back down!

"Cripes...this is annoying." Lorencio growls, heading to a dune close to where Gilda was hiding, stiff sniffing, even if his nose wasn't as effective with the blood flowing from it. "Give her up, why don't you? What's this girl mean to you, anyways? Renia's probably gonna come over here in a minute if I don't get her, and she's not gonna be as nice as I'm trying to be." He pleads, still looking around for the former princess.</sub>

[tanatiger2002]

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[SoaringAway]

"Oye! He is my *moron* and it is in no right to insult your own kind," she pressed the blade closer to one of the major veins in Elluka's throat. She kept eye contact with her fo e but the name Gilda rung in her ears; why would she even say her name? ...Was the witch aware of her victim's relation with her? Renia shook that aside, it wasn't honestly going to bother her in the long run but she leaned in. "He has his ways."

'A human life is always important,' she thought towards herself as she shuffled towards the side as she wasn't as visible but her right eye was constantly glued at his movements. Her hand was moving and waving towards the children to catch their attention. She pointed towards the opposite side of the dune seeing as how Lorencio was getting closer to her side. The notion of Renia's generosity struck the Vector of Protection's nerves as she certainly *knew* what the teenager was capable of but she was a human just like them. A very arrogant one.

[Karakuri]

[Accepted! Welcome to the family! 8D]

<sub>So you're actually going to fight the one who's been there...even when you were just a little human girl yourself, Renia?" Elluka taunts, taking a step backwards and brandishing the staff, swinging it at the ornery young'n like a baseball bat. "You know I find this disrespectful. Children these days...not respecting their elders.." The witch sighs, shaking her head as if this were a shame.

The growl in Lorencio's throat rose in volume when he noticed something. A child's foot as they were shuffling to hide with Gilda. A soft smile passed across his features, and the growl stopped. "The Master's been looking for you, child. I dunno why he's obsessed with you, but he does seem to be rather eager for you to be up there." He chuckles, the "hyena ninja" going back to his usual calm, polite self. "Re knows...but nobody tells old Lorencio nothin'..." A faint grumble was heard from the boy. In spite of his roots as the god of literature, when he was upset or something, he spoke more like a child, messing up with grammar and other various things.</sub>

[SoaringAway]

Renia shrugged at the witch's comment, not feeling any anger flourishing at her comments. Of course she wasn't! She was trying to buy time for her damn brother since he was an idiot and didn't know how to do activities properly without others assisting him. If SHE was there, the child would've been already in the Heavenly Courtyard. However, the swing of the staff made her growl lowly, similar to that of her brother's, as she took a swing loosely near her face. The staff did nearly hit her right up the face.



Gilda felt herself now in self panic as she ignored her own actions or any faults as she did as she equipped her gun and muttered under her breath for her mother to pray for those mythical masters of hers'. She pressed the cold metal against her cheek as she was aiming closer and closer to Lorencio's figure but she instinctively turned with not wanting to harm him. She kept herself ready to see what the boy would do and only hoped that Anne, Noir, and Lumiere would note the circumstance they were in by how Lorencio spoke.

She slowly bit down onto her tongue as Lorencio mentioned the Master and she was a bit confused. She was aware of the four Masters but which one? She surely knew of the female one that Noir and Lumiere spoke to her about last night, the Mistress of the Graveyard.

[Karakuri]

<sub>The butler didn't lunge at the girl, or seem to be trying to attack her at all. Merely just held his hand out, smiling. "Come on, then?" He asks hopefully. The blonde seemed to be restraining himself from physical force. Something told him the Master wouldn't be too happy if this girl was delivered to him in itty bitty pieces, like that one politician had been.

Since he had been seeming to ignore the Clockworker twins, they crawled over to where Gilda had been telling them to go. Lumiere unstraps something from her back, and points it forwards. Sure, it wasn't as fancy as Gilda's gun, but it was a gun nevertheless. One thing. The black haired girl didn't seem to have any qualms for aiming the gun at the enemy, her finger ready to squeeze the trigger.

Frightened, Anne scoots away from the young god, not trusting his smiling face. Smart girl. "H-how do I know you're...you're not going to eat me? That's what you do, is eat people..." The blonde accuses, glaring at the young man.

At this, Lorencio looks confused. "Dear child...I won't eat you.." He begins, shaking his head. It was fairly true. Between his mother and his sister, the butler didn't get much in edible human parts. "Besides. I wasn't ordered to hurt you. I was ordered to come get you, then come back. Nobody gets hurt, nobody gets killed." Well, those weren't his specific instructions, but he believed this task could be executed without anyone getting...well...executed.</sub>

[SoaringAway]

Gilda bit down hard onto her tongue, the salty iodine taste filling her taste buds annoyed her a bit seeing as how her stress always lashed out towards her tongue. Her eyes averted straight towards Lumiere and she automatically shook her head at the horrific thought of attacking someone, well, him. She motioned a folded hand over her throat trying to emphasize her disapproval of such actions that Lumiere thought were needed to be taken.

The Vector slowly sneaked towards her motorcycle and looked about for something, anything! If she would've kept that hood from last night, she would have the perfect cover to throw over him without resorting to stripping. No one wants that. Her face flushed a bit at her own stupidity of last night, never would she had acted so childishly! If only she thought clearer at some times but she doesn't, like now.

The Vector could hear the sincerity of the man's voice and almost for sympathetic for once today towards him but she shook it off; her employers would never insist on stealing a child no less chase a group of survivors in the desert. All Gilda can do was approach from behind...but a thought struck Gilda as she unlatched her parked motorcycle and slowly made her way towards the group but initially, she was technically behind Lorencio. With motorcycle handles in hands, the Vector would only assume that she was playing a mad man's game.