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

[Karakuri]

<sub>"Look...if you don't come along nicely, I am going to have to resort to force. And I do not want to do that." Lorencio sighs, putting his forehead in his palm, as if he were pleading with a stubborn child. Wait...that's exactly what he was doing. "...and if I have to result to force, Renia's gonna leave that lady over there to come join in." He continues explaining. "I don't want to hurt you, seeing as it would be unnecessary, and the Master of the Heavenly Yard? Only he'd know what he'd do to me and Re. Just come along, why doncha?" He continues pleading, pulling his mask back over his face now that the bleeding from his nose had slowed down fairly.

Looking confused at Gilda's warning not to shoot, a perplexed Lumi put her rifle back up, staring at the Vector.</sub>

[tanatiger2002]

Cloud sat and looked up at the sky, with Desere on his shoulder she ruffled her feathers and turned her head.Cloud pet Desere and fed her an insect.He dusted his hands on his jacket and began to walk to his room.He layed down and Desere glided off of his shoulder onto her stand.Cloud sat on his bed and began cleaning his sword (Btw im adding a new charecter on my Applacation if you dont mind ) He looked at his sword and put it on the side of the bed and looked at Desere for a breif moment then called her over to him.Cloud pulled out a small bracelet and put it on Desere's ankle.Desere messed with the bracelet for a few moments then got used to it.Cloud pet he back and Desere flew back over to her stand, she fluffed up her feathers and settled in.

  Cloud took his jacket off and put it on a hanger.He walked over to his bed and layed his head down on the pillow, he closed his eyes and fell asleep after a few moments.

[SoaringAway]

Gilda was standing exactly behind Lorencio except her expression was that of a poker face as she had little to do to distract the man from behind. A soft grasp of his ponytail was done by the Vector's own hands as she glided the small rubber band that held it up down so a Renia clone was born. As this would've kept him distracted the moments she had done it, she secured the rubber band by placing it on top of his head but she dropped it gingerly. Shen ever did touch people for any reason but she did when she was younger. That was killed off years ago as a child.

Remembering her earlier interactions with Lorencio fixing himself up, he might possibly have done that now or at least she hoped.  She poked her head out from behind Lorencio, noting how he was a bit taller than her but then again, it does not matter. It wasn't like he had super strength and could lift anyone forcefully without a second questioning.
She shook her head with imitating a chatting mouth with one hand, insisting on Anne not to speak at all.

The Vector soon took a turn to Lorencio's right side while still dragging her motorcycle by the handle bars. For a moment, she glanced at the face of the servant and much to her surprise, it was Renia's. She felt her hand twitching violently at the sight of a blood nosed Renia clone as it felt all too familiar. Her green eyes darted away from the figure before he could notice her pacing but she was soon rolling to Anne's side and was about to lean in to whisper something--.

"Lorencio! Where the in the Hellish Yard ARE you?" Renia hollered out wit discontent to find that her brother, along with her toy and the three children have gone missing. Her nose could've tracked them just fine but not seeing where her brother was irked her severely. There was just something bigger on her platter that she had to deal with.

[Karakuri]

_{Lorencio cursed under his breath, trying to get his hair out of his face. "I'm over here!" He calls back to his sister. Once he had been fixed back up, he sighs, looking at the ragtag group. "Please don't make me do this to the rest of you. You and the old hag are needed, miss, and the two children will be helpful later on. I just need the little blonde girl, and I'll get out of your hair, okay? Even Re knows we aren't s'posed to kill you guys." He explains, shaking his head stubbornly. "We ent supposed to kill any Vectors or nothing, and we have to get the girl. Mistress's orders."}

[SoaringAway]

"Lorencio..." She muttered her her breath as she glanced back at the servant but sadly ignored his pleads seeing as how she knew of Renia's' cruel nature personally but didn't find any desire as to help the human teenagers with their own schemes. 'Using religion to draw another? ....How low,' the bitter taste of irony drenched her mind. She continued to look at Anne with a very low whisper under her breath, "Get in the motorcycle. Now."

As she ruffled her tank top about as turned her body with her motorcycle facing the other direction of the twins but she made eye contact towards Lorencio with a stoic expression. " What do you mean by vectors?" Gilda had to certainly cut off any speculation as to what or who the hellish yard she was. She thus shook her head and crossed her arms as the motorcycle thus leaned against her hip.

"By picking off random civilians will not help you---," She began to speak with a more proper posture with her arms folded behind her back but one of her eyes twitched and all that Gilda was now was a puppet. There was an odd mannerism that the puppet took on with one arm folded behind but her hand forward and she was flailing it about.

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"It seems that Alexiel took his own course," the Mistress of the Hellish Yard muttered bitterly as she pressed her staff deep against the ground while the several heads attached rang up with amusement of what they've done to those pest known as the Servants. With a soft glance of her hand, she looked at a very hazy gray orb into eh hand and found herself looking at her accomplished, the soul that she had hired long ago to help the preparations. Possibly few of the must headstrong humans that ever came into existence. "Arise, from those shackles.. Take your puppet."

The spirit wasn't physically released of the chains that bounded her tightly like a straight jacket but rather, she lost consciousness. All that was left was a shell and the resident  was visiting a new home.

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The Psychologist found herself staring at the figure of a young blonde male and she instinctively made a disdainful face at the sight of one of them. She glanced around to find that the Mistress of the Hellish Yard froze the scene. Perfect. Well, the Mistress of the Hellish Yard wasn't capable of time stopping but but mirages. So, to anyone outside of he circle encasing both Servant and the Reincarnation, it would just seem that both were speaking with their subconscious which would be horrible so either side. (So have fun making up what either says!)

"Butler of the Mistress of the Graveyard," the psychologist spoke with a deeper voice unlike her reincarnation but she swayed her hand to gain his focus onto her primarily..The woman took a sharp step forward seeing as how much to her discomfort, she was closer to the reincarnation of the Princess of Yellow. "Do not interfere with these course of actions..."

As she rubbed her chin with her eyes peered down, she glanced back up to see the blood that caked his face but a rather sick smile appeared on her face. Rather sadistic for a psychologist. "Compromise between the parties, do not seize the child."

[Karakuri]

<sub>"How do you expect me to compromise, huh? I have my orders, and you know I can't go against them. Same for Re." Lorencio retorts, glaring now at Gilda. He recognized the change immediately, and knew he was no longer speaking to the Vector of Protection. "If you wish to compromise with the Master and my Mistress, please feel free to. But I am simply not allowed." Frowning, the Butler waits for her response, crossing his arms. It's not like he wanted to take away the little brat, but orders from Conchita were orders, there was no changing this fact in the slightest. The slightly psychotic bookworm taps his foot impatiently, childlike blue eyes watching the Philosopher.

Anne crawls into the motorcycle, scared mute by what was going on. She just sat there, shivering in the sidecar. One derisive part of her subconscious wished for her brother to save her. This left her perplexed, seeing as she thought she was an only child. Lost in her own mind at the moment, the former Princess of Lucifenia curled up into a tight ball, as if that would defend her.

The two Clockworker twins were confused as all get out by what was going on. For some strange reason, they were scared more for the blonde man now conversing with their friend than they were for Gilda herself. Or, at least Noir was concerned. Lumiere's eyes were glued on to the fight a distance away between her mother and the man's accomplice.</sub>

[SoaringAway]

"Impatience isn't a virtue, child," her voice snapped quickly but she showed no muscle movement of aggression or spite towards him still, she kept her professional posture and movement. The Philosopher noted her hands had several grains of sand and she rubbed her fingers together. Her patience wasn't as whole as her reincarnation's but she simply stated, "Your orders were to seek and search like the animals that the you and your sister morph into. You can confirm that you weren't able to find the being," She began softly while feeling a rather cold breath on her throat. Surely ,the Mistress of the Hellish Yard was watching her carefully and thoroughly to assure that nothing went wrong.

"The other Mistress is the person you should be most concerned about," she narrowed her eyes slowly at the figure but she sighed softly. "The time of reincarnation does not always happen and you can simply lie about it. The Mistress of the Hellish Yard and this puppet will keep her safe until further notice. The puppet isn't aware and if logic is on my side, possibly  the elder Vector looming in the sand just as us knows."

[Karakuri]

_{At this, Lorencio sighs. "Alright, I'll tell them I couldn't find her. I'll tell Re that it wasn't the right one." He promises. Part of the boy seemed relieved, and the other part seemed anxious about lying to his Mistress. Although he wasn't the god of loyalty or honesty or anything, he rarely seemed to outright lie to anyone. The blonde was more of a "either tell the truth or withhold information" kind of person.}

[SoaringAway]

"Thank you, Stupid Butler," was the last note that the Philosopher left to the human god as she left her reincarnation and soon ventured back towards her vessel in the Masters' Realm. As the mirage ceased, Gilda was rubbing her head with a splitting headache and she opened her eyes to find a rather sassy posed Lorencio staring at her. "Uh, what were we--" She began to question Lorencio but she silenced herself finding that whatever happened stopped the servant's begging of having the little girl go with him.

The Vector went close to the motorcycle as she waved her hand over to the twins but oddly enough, she glanced back to Lorencio and looked at Noir for several seconds. She shrugged it off.

"LORENCIO!" Renia shouted again, with more annoyance flooding into her voice.

[Karakuri]

_{"It's the wrong child, Re, should we keep looking? Or just tell his royal prickness that we can't find her?" With a polite nod to Gilda and her group of teenagers, the Stupid Butler calls back his report to his sister, trying to rub some of the blood from his nose. "Have a very good day." With this last reply, Lorencio changes shape once more, galloping off to regroup with the Wicked Maid.}