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o.0 *Rave just shook her head and tucked the dagger back in its sheath, studying the edge of the fan blade for any damage* This is your show Kas, I'm jut along to see how much trouble I can cause xp ... So lets go have some tea with your brother, shall we?... after such a nice invitation it would be rude for us to dally wink *she smiled lazily and started fanning herself again, crossing her free arm over her stomach to cover up the tear in her shirt and the little scratch*

He said nothing, even as he continued moving forward.

Yellowed eyes narrowed, an intensity unlike anything ever seen before from him...

We had only just arrived... and yet... we were already more divided than all of Victor's forces combined.

The massive doors that suddenly loomed up in front of them caused Vahn to slowly come to a halt.

The doors depicted a strange mural; what appeared to be the world, with a massive serpent intertwined around it.

Who disturbs my slumber this time...

The sudden voice caused Vahn to startle from his thoughts, staring around for the source of said voice.

However, he wasn't looking ahead.

The doors themselves twisted and shifted, forming the visage of a featureless face, a face which stretched out to peer at the group before it.

"...!"

Not far away from the dome construction laid the Half-Siren's chambers, her private area were she had been brooding most time over her current situation. Almost a week had passed since she was brought here and long since moving into her temporary new home the woman had given up sneaking around - she almost saw nobody but a hint from Victor had made her clear she couldn't move around unnoticed.

And speaking of Victor, Lucind hadn't met him again after their conversation in the garden. She sighed and ran a wash-rag over shoulder and arm, lolling in her jacuzzi bath, while at the same time four figures wandered through the desert, not knowing they were going to be attacked in a few minutes.
Lucind closed her eyes and listened to the silence around, only occasionally disturbed by dribbling water.



Suddenly she felt something nudging her mind and she glanced sidewards, a trace of amber squinting through slits. Lucind thought she'd heard something...or felt...but wasn't sure.
With another sigh the woman got out of the bath and even made the effort to use one of the large towels instead of her water repelling ability.
She strolled over to the dresser to pick on of the many lotions.

Finally, the Half-Siren started dressing: a beige longsleeve cotton dress over her undies, which left her shoulders bare and reached down to mid-thigh; a silken, bordeaux coloured kimono-like garment on top reaching down to her calves.
After putting on those soft leather boots she also took a cloak, which rather resembled a noble, hooded dressing gown: made of brocade and velvet, it showed shades of darkest blue and green which changed depending on the light falling upon the fabric. There were rich embroideries along the seams and on the belt, in blue and silver.

The cloak almost hid the boot's heels and silently slid over steps when Lucind made her way out of the rooms, her face bathed in the cowl's shadow.



Again Lucind's ears twitched when she came closer to one of the garden's entries and when she quietly went in there could be no doubt that Victor had catched another bird. No Siren, though.
Carefully, the disguised woman approached the source of the foreign song.

He just...watched her go.

It was always like this. He picked up the pieces, put her together, just to watch her fall apart again.

The voice startled him as much as it had Vahn and he looked up, and then up some more at the...

"Did the door knocker just SPEAK?!" His voice cracked in disbelief.

Tellus smiled and put her hand on Vahn's chest. "Excuse me, Mister...umm...err...Sir." She blushed as she had no idea what to call a door that spoke but figured that diplomacy might be a better route. "We would just like to get through, there are someone we are supposed to meet on the other side."

She was small enough, and petite enough to be taken for someone much younger, espcially with the way she hemmed and hawed and was trying to be nice and polite.

"My guess is that we'd end up splattered all over the building if you tried, Hono..." He mumbled to her softly, watching Kat and Vahn try and deal with the knocker. "It's probably guarded against all sorts...I mean, how often do you get a talking door demon?"

His eyes took in the surroundings, just as twitchy as Hono after that attack. He didn't like the vibes he was getting from Vahn...

"Easy...s'a test...probably of your patience..." Sun muttered. He didn't know whether Vahn heard him or not, he was mostly speaking to himself.

Facepalm, that's what Tell's narrator did when she read that. Yay anime cliches. Tellus on the other hand just sweatdropped as she stood selfconciously with her hands in front of her, unintentionally plumping her own breasts, since the narrator wants to keep following the cliche.

"Ummm...isn't there another way?"

Sighs softly.

"Ah for the love of Pete.... Look! Mr. Doorknocker, couldn't we just...be allowed in and let you have a look AFTER we leave? I mean...s'not like there's a back entrance we can sneak out or into, is there?"