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"I keep stuff in my music box," Taka felt the need to share with Eamane. "But I can't tell you what. Only bunnie here knows that, 'n I promised him I wouldn't tell anybody else." Maybe it was Eamane's small size, or perhaps it was her voice; but Taka was chattering happily away as though she'd known Eamane for years.

Sarielle, meanwhile, had grown even more embarassed, as she dealt with the uncomfortable impression that the woman thought Sari was trying to pick her up.

"Oh, no, I-" she halfway started to explain, then decided against it. It could only make things worse, so she resigned herself to leaving the woman to think whatever for the moment. "Not an angel? I apologize, but the wings intrigued me," she said, glancing down to Taka. This woman, at least, couldn't possibly think the child was strange.

Bug appendages randomly began to sprout from behind the purple-haired woman whom she had given directions to. Sarielle stared. (Think o_O lol)

"I...need to get something from the apothecary before it closes," she said then. "Ea, watch Taka for me, will you? Ladies, excuse me for just a moment." She left before her mouth completely hit the floor; she didn't want to be rude.

((And I'm out for the night. Work around me however. ^^ Blood, sorry ^^; It ties up Shayna, I know. razz ))

((night Sari heart ))

Eamane's smile was full of understanding "we wouldn't want to break trust with him right?" she winked at the bunny rabbit "besides a girls gotta have some secrets right Bunny?" Eamane glanced at Sari and nodded "of course"

"Oh..." Owle said. "It's alright. I..."

She trailed off as the woman's eyes bugged out, staring at the doughnut-seeking one behind her, no doubt. If this woman thought wings were unusual, doubtless she didn't even know what to make of spider legs. She'd probably just recently come to Gaia. Poor thing. She was in for a lot more shocks...

Owle watched as she made a hasty retreat, and settled down to wait for her to return. She wanted to talk to the woman more, especially since she seemed to be the intriguing child's caretaker. Owle had met other winged beings, but usually they were demons or angels...none she had met had had small, colored wings like hers, or the child's.

While waiting, Owle examined the strange acquaintances of the doughnut seeking one. The man she assumed was Faras...but she'd never seen anything like the greenish thing.

((I have to go, too. Night all!))

"Shayna!" Taka flashed a million-dollar smile, as excitement echoed through her voice. She didn't need to see to know who stood behind her.

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Sarielle grabbed herbs haphazardly inside the apothecary; how could she run off and leave Taka like that, even if it WAS with Eamane? Rude or not, she didn't like the Herald being in such strange company without her.

She didn't wait for change, but did take a moment to try and collect herself before she strode into the street once more, to be met by an extremely unusual collection of people! A man now stood by the purple-haired woman; and a four-armed greenish blob was there too. Shayna had her hands over Taka's eyes; that meant Blood also couldn't be far behind.

"Thanks Ea," she said at first, then turned to the others. "By the way, I'm Sarielle," she said by way of introduction. "You seem to be unfamiliar with the town, so if there's anything I can help you with let me know." Sarielle was determined to do her best to make amends for her hasty exit, but still didn't look at the purple-haired woman straight on. Bugs were one of the few of God's creatures that she abhorred.

Elf was walking down the street, her nose stuck in a book. "Ack! I can't get it out! My nose!" She pulled harder and tried to get her nose out.

Even though there was nothing there, she acted as if there were little grubby hands holding her nose in. In reality, she was at a good part and simply could not tear herself away.

Elf was fairly short. Not too short, not too talk. She usually came up to most people's shouldere, there abouts. Her hair was always changing and was currently a dark red color. Her signature pilot helmet present as well. This day, she was barefoot.

"Mrph!" Elf grunted as she full-bodily ran into Subo, a hairly arm rubbing her face. With her nose still in the book, she swatted at the unexpected limb and tripped, falling heartily on her butt and the book landed further away.

"Owww..." she rubbed her sore bum and looked up at the group, surprised, "Erm... HI!"

Elf stood up, wiping off her skirt and pants from any possible dirt. "Why are so many people standing in the middle of the...." she was about to say street when she realized they really weren't in the middle. Instead, she had swerved a bit in her reading instead of going around, which there was a better chance of her doing if she had just looked up.

"I'm EchoLimaFoxtrot, or Elf for short, I guess. People call me Echo as well. I respond to both," she blushed and hunted for her fallen book.

Wow. Just when I thought things couldn't get any weirder, Sarielle thought, as a girl wearing a pilot's helmet and pretending her nose was literally stuck in a book rocketed into Suboshi.

"I'm Sarielle," she said again, assuming Elf hadn't heard.