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

[Karakuri]

[Lol, imagine if she did that while Gilda was talking to Lorencio or something. XDD]

_{"Out taking a walk. Cleaning my nose off. That sort of thing." Was the boy's reply as he yawns. He flops on his own bed after his side of the room was as spotless as it normally was. "You seemed to have been keeping yourself entertained." He remarks, raising an eyebrow.}

[SoaringAway]

[[ She would most definitely (I need to write that down) but assuming how the cross dressing goes, she might dress up Lorencio as her just to scare the living hell out of Gilda...]] [[*Brain storming.*]]

"You smell funny." The Wicked Maid started to poke at the voodoo doll's chest but the doll slapped back Renia's hand as she growled. She laid onto of the bed and glared at the doll, her eyes flashing a different color but she decides to put shove the boxers from the ear into the doll's mouth. She glanced over her shoulder, leaving the doll alone, who was already in freaking out, "I am, actually. Want to play?" She returns her attention back to the doll as she takes a small book from Gilda's pocket and makes it float about.



Gilda, in the meanwhile, was panicking and flailing about her ears. There was the taste of cotton and sand. She was jumping up trying to get the book, feeling frustration overwhelming her system.

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_{"I don't smell funny, what are you talking about?" Lorencio takes a minute to sniff his jacket, confused. He looks at Gilda's doll, pitying her at the moment. "Naah. I'mma just go to bed." Yawning again, he waits for his sister to answer him.}

[SoaringAway]

Renia threw up the voodoo doll in hand as she nodded at her brother, knowing he wouldn't be fun for the moment. "I have things to do anyways.." She placed down the doll onto the bed and tossed the boxers at Lorencio's face. She skipped out of the room, keeping her thoughts to herself.

[Karakuri]

_{Once she was gone, Lorencio remembers his sister using Gilda's own hand to write. Picking up the doll gently, he takes the hand and writes "Sorry about that", before setting the voodoo doll down and going to his bed to sleep.}

[SoaringAway]

Gilda noted her hand was writing and noted at least the formality of the person who was writing. She rubbed her hand and sighed, today wasn't just her day.

[Karakuri]

[TS again? To when the group gets back or MotG needs something?]

[SoaringAway]

[[ It's up to you. c: ]]

[Karakuri]

_{Elluka came back shortly after this occurrence. "Haven't you been bored, just sitting here all day?" She knew Lumi was still probably dragging her brother and their friend around the city, excited by being around a large (or relatively so) population of humans.}

[SoaringAway]

"Oh no," Gilda was looking up at Elluka, reading her book with a surprised look. As she closed the book and placed it into her pocket, she noted the ground. The sand still had writing on it. Oh gods. Quickly, she glanced towards Elluka and occasionally looked up so the witch wouldn't look below. "The time I spent sitting here..was ...nice." Gilda, do not obviously hint at those things.