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Persephone tapped her finger nail on the table and looked to Bait. "Oh I never said I didn't have fun. Thats all a part of it. Having they feel safe, like you really would like to get to know them, before delivering the final blow." She smiled lacing her fingers together. How old is Truth do you think? Eh? Boy in a dress? I've never seen that before." She looked down the hall wondering where that strange Eve was. Was she...shinning herself or what?

"And what does this Throne character look like? Are all of us Letter Threes Truth's assassins?"

"I dunno... never really thought about the ages of the others..." Her eyes closed and a hand covered her mouth, a yawn slipping out. "Throne? He's hard to miss. Just look for a blaring yellow coat and a red mouth and eyes. ...Or listen for someone babbling." She giggled softly, then held out her other hand...

"Well, you seem harmless enough here. So... Sam. Assassins? Eh... I suppose. Personally, I think the entire manor's full of nothing but psychos and murderers."

"EVE!!! Dining room!!" She yelled out at the door after the 'proper' introduction.

"Good-Bye... Joyous." Truth's elegant and calm whisper spoke lightly as he gave a wave to the two. "Oh...!" he said, smiling to Rai as the man finally spoke up. "I am so glad that you agree. Such a...nice place it is indeed... What do you ladies think?" Truth's attention again returned, again, to the two woman that were nearby. "Oh, I do hope that the tea is to your liking, as well." he said just moments before his attention was diverted by the young woman who had descended near him and greeted him. "Ah...ah yes, greetings to you as well, child. Ah...very well, be on your way...my dear..." he clasped his hands together lightly, nodding to the woman as she left, only to turn his head to yet another guest! "My word, it would seem I have another visitor and...no more cups, what a shame. None the less... Welcome to my home, dear child, is there something I might be able to assist you with?" the sudden sense of his presence would appear before the woman, Lorelai, who had approached the courtyard. She would feel a ping, a sudden urge to look up to find a presence, and that presence would of course be the man in white. Perhaps she would notice the other three but...then again, perhaps the moment she lay eyes upon his own eyes...she would forget to care. The ethereal, near mesmerizing gaze was upon her, though she very well may miss it entirely.

Meanwhile... "Oooo, hehehe! Oh...ooooh, Miss Eve... Miss Eeeeeevvveee?" called the voice of Hope to the metal made woman, of whom was still in the room. Her attention was immediately taken when Hope spoke, taking a step toward the boy and the young woman he played with. "O-Oh! Yes Sir?" Hope smiled brightly and bobbed his head left to right. "Could you make us some lunch? I'm soooo hungry... Joy? You like sandwiches? Can you make us some sandwiches? Wait! No! No! Ramen!!! Make us some ramen and...and and, bring some mangos up too!!!" Hope's smile grew broadly at the thought. And Eve, ever dutiful, bows herself slowly in response. "Yes, Third, as you so desire. I shall try to return shortly, Sir." she opened the door, stepping through it just at the moment a loud and very recognizable yell throws itself through the halls of the manor. "Oh! Oh my! Coming Miss Abel!" and, after closing the door behind her, Eve darts off with the skirt of her dress lifted up. "Ooooh, hehe, sounds like Bait is home!" Hope could not help but giggle at that, though managed to keep from taking a hand off of the controlling to cover his own mouth. He then slightly shifted, perhaps while Joy was distracted, sliding himself ever closer to the girl so that he could lean a bit against her, and take in the warmth of her body while enjoying the game with her.

"Oh my oh my!" Eve quickly uttered as she rushed to the stairs, then quickly, yet daintily, descended them. "Dear oh dear oh dear! Coming Miss Abel!" she called out again, making her way to the first set of double doors, not even noticing Seiya nearby. She opened the left door and closed it behind herself, continuing down the hall until meeting with the next door, and going through it into the dining area. Who should she se but the woman who so loudly called her name and...well, the new blood, so to speak. "Y-You called...Miss Abel? Is there something you need? Are you hungry? What...is it that I may do to serve you ladies?" her tone changed, calming instantly into a more subdued and professional one as she regained her composure. At the end of her words, she bowed low with her hands folded against her lap.

But what of the young woman who had entered the mansion unnoticed? Seiya was about to open a door she had selected to enter, though did she know what she was getting herself into? "Looking for something?" the voice had come from behind her. It was a man, about six feet in height, leaning against the wall. Should she turn toward the deep voice, she would lay her eyes upon his own, brown ones. His skin was...not quite fair, darker then that though, not truly a dark complexion either. His hair was well groomed, and short, not hardly reaching his ears on the sides. His face was covered in stubble, giving it a slightly sandpaper like roughness and a bit of a ruggedness that somewhat matched and somewhat contrasted his attire. He wore a long, brown trench coat that appeared worn and beaten, with tears at the ends and a very loose seeming fit to it. Yet...underneath it, he wore a fine, black silk vest over a white, buttoned up dress shirt and a pair of black, fine slacks. The slight smirk on his face was a bit careless seeming, or...perhaps carefree. In any case, he didn't seem to mind her there at all, nor was he angry. Slowly...he approached her, his hands in his pants pockets. "This is a dangerous place to be, young lady...aren't you worried of what might lie beyond that door?" he asks her, smirking still, almost...friendly like.

All attention shifting to the other women in the mansion, Tomoro suddenly stood up, setting her cup down onto a small table halfheartedly, the remains of the tea pouring over the glossy surface. "I take it... I'm not needed here anymore. Thank you for the tea, sir." Bowing quickly, a small frown upon her face, Tomoro pushed her hair behind her ears, revealing the many piercings and such in her ears. This day she had chandelier earrings, covered in precious stones, especially roses. Biting her lower lip, she straightened out her custom-made maroon dress, and wiped her brow with a small cloth that seemed to appear out of nowhere, her sweep elegant and swift. Putting it back into the small pocket of her dress, she left without a second thought of even saying goodbye to the newcomers.

She didn't like all these new people. It was like a crowd was forming. She had preferred it when there were just a few people strutting around the mansion, along with the many maids and butlers. She should have been used to this, but still... she didn't like it. Why WERE so many people coming over to this place? Her teeth clenching slightly, Tomoro gripped the bottom hem of her dress tightly, her knuckles clenching, and made her way over to fountain that seemed to pour out a red liquid from the wrists. Blood...? Stepping hesitantly toward it, she cupped her hands together before the angelic figure, her eyes closing halfway, her dark black lashes brushing against her pale face. Perhaps I should just leave right now... she thought to herself, her hand then coming out from her dress, her fingers barely touching the red liquid. With a hesitant touch, she grazed the substance and set it to her mouth, a few drops of liquid dribbling over her chin. She quickly wiped these away. Red wine from an angel... seems like an oxymoron... Staring at the features of such a figure, she then sat down along the edge of the fountain, her dress folding and pleating, her frail figure lying there like a doll. If one didn't know better, she looked like an angel herself, sitting among one of her own kin. Just for the moment, if she could be alone herself... get away from the crowds, the suspicion of this place... it was too much.

Her mouth opening halfway, revealing her pearly white teeth and pink tongue, she took just a bit more wine into her mouth from the wrists of the angel. It felt... like a sin. Quickly stopping what she was doing, she returned to her original position, every so often glancing over at the small crowd that formed around Truth. Such a popular figure... she wouldn't be persuaded. For such a man to temporarily ignore his guest... she would just leave. After all, nobody would notice her until she was gone... Taking a few short breaths, the dizzy spell still taking hold of her, Tomoro gripped the edges of the fountain and moved her silver hair to one side of her shoulder, her boots clanking together as she kicked her feet in the air every once in a while.

Hakai blinked. My god look at all these people that were starting to surround this man named Truth. She blinked several times making a face at this strange dark skinned girl who stared at her. What the hell was she looking at. She was more a freak then Hakai would ever be...ok maybe that was a lie.

She had a shadow cast over her. When she looked at the sorce she saw eye patch standing up and leaving. She blinked and sipped down the rest of her tea and followed "Ah, Eye Patch wait up." Normally she would never follow anyone so desperately but this place freaked her out and eye patch was the only one she some what knew. The new people didn't mean a hill of anything to her. She followed eye patch as she moved to the angel with the bleeding wrists. Her eyes widdened as Eye Patch drank the blood. With hands in her pockets she took a bold move holding out her hand to drink the...wine....wow this guy was a freak of she had ever seen one. She did however, sit next to Eye Patch, her hands in her pockets. She let out a long sigh look at the Silver haired girl. There was a long silence between the two before she finally decided to break it very reluctantly. "So...what do you think of this Truth guy? Pretty freaky guy don't you think Eye Patch?" She asked as her eyes looked back over into the group that formed. "The people around him seem just as strange if you ask me. I mean a girl with butterfly wings? And whats with that metal chick, its not like she's some bio or doroid of any kind its just like she was just...metal with eyes." She said trailing off a bit as her eyes continued to look over the landscape.


"Wow, thats a large gap sixteens to thirties. Oh what an interesting joke." She turned her head to the hall blinking several times as the one called Eve started to fly down the halls at such a high rate of speed.

"Aw come now Sam, she's just one....person ya can't blame her." She said to Eve with a smile nodding her head. "Nice to meet you Eve." She waited for Sam to finish saying what she wanted before she spoke up. "I'll just take the same thing. But actually could you make mine a fruit salad?" She looked at Sam and laughed, she really didn't like people taking her stuff did she? She couldn't help but laugh she was finding it all funny and entertaining. She could only hope the others were like that as well.

Eve stood and listened politely as orders were barked at her by Bait. Though, she simply bowed her head slowly and responded: "Oh, yes Miss Abel, ah...yes of course. Ravioli for the both of you, a garden salad for Miss Abel and a fruit salad for Miss Zeritha, I understand. I shall try not to be too long but please forgive me for any haste, as the Third so desires for me to return upstairs with some food for him and the Master's guest." with another low, polite bow, she walked into the kitchen with a bit of haste in her step. It was...quite now, at least, quite for the two girls to talk...until a rather strange...computer like voice could be heard. "Ah___I_thought_I_heard_the_distinct_sound_of_a_banshee_crossed_with_a_harpy. I_see_I_was_correct___hello_Sam_an_that." ...the strange voice, how odd, it sounded much the same was as the computer program which repeats what is typed in a monotone, emotionless manner...much like the sound of the program a certain well known scientist uses...

And who should it be but a rather peculiar individual, a...man...it could have been. The man, if you could call it that, had a bare torso that was completely smooth. His body gave the appearance of flesh, though the flesh was, as stated, extremely smoothed out, and by the slight sheen, made from plastic...or rubber. It's forearms, unlike the rest of the torso, were not bared, but rather black metal armor. The armor was somewhat smoothened and rounded, like a pair of gauntlets, that completely covered the forearm from where it met the elbow tot he tips of his fingers. His lower body and legs matched this armor appearance perfectly, only this armor like feature made up his entire lower half and legs, without baring any flesh. That, however...was not the oddest part of this creature, that honor was reserved for whatever in hell it had for a head. A near perfectly rounded, white sphere that seemed to be segmented, with a plate over the top front that could very well fold over or open to cover or expose more of the balck screen in front of its face. In the center of this screen, which looked like an eye slit right now, was a large red dot that seemed to serve as an eye.

"So_Sam_an_tha___I_noticed_you_are_home_a_bit_later_then_when_school_us_ua_lly__closes. Who_did_you_sit_on_then_go_Bloo_dy_Ma_ry_on_this_time? Ha_ha_ha___you_are_such_a_whore." he pointed straight at her, placing his other hand against his chest and lifting his shoulders up and down as if to actually laugh at her. "Listen___I_kid___but_really___how_many_whores_does_it_take_to_be_like_you? Give_up? Just_one_____you__ha_ha_ha." he pointed at her and laughed, again...in whatever slow laugh a computer...thing can do. "But_seriously___it_is_a_good_thing_you_arrived_in_time_for_lunch___because_you_just_got_served." he then, of all things, removed his head, which closed its front cover as he proceeded to toss it up, catch it, then spin it on his finger tip. "Oh_yeah___you_got_served, lolle." he stopped the head in his opened hand, the panel lifting up and displaying a large, big, blue "lol" on it before closing. He then let the head roll over from his right arm, over his shoulders to his left. "Oh_yeah___so_served____like_all_the_men_you_have_served___you_whore." he then tossed the head again, caught it, then placed it back on his neck, to where it then displayed its screen again. At the same time, he moved his bent arms a little in the form of...yes...The Robot...and stopped it with his left arm pointing up and his right dangling slowly downward while the word "N00B" flashed on the screen. "Newb__newb__newb_____u_r_suxxorz." and yes...that displayed on the screen after the "N00B" part...

(A better example as to what this...thing looks like...



...no, I'm not kidding, not in the least. Though the 'gloves' completely cover his fingers and there is no gold part on the legs.)

She smiled waving at Eve as she got to work "Please don't over work youself Eve." She said with a nod. Her mind started to wander thinking about exactly how big this place was...how many people, how many rooms, what were their rooms like? What were they like?

Her eyes widdened as Sam started to get into a fight with this strange person on the other end of the phone. What the hell was she saying? She stared at Sam with a blank look on her face. She was about to ask what that was about when some strange...thing appeared before her and Sam. What the hell? She blinked to make sure she wasn't a dream. She blinked and looked at Sam point to the creature as he rolled his head over his own shoulders. Ok now things were now getting weird.

Darius, who was exploring the forest on his own had, found that he had gotten himself lost again. He sighed lightly as he continued to walk around trying to find a path or something that would lead him out of the forest.

Instead he found an odd little door. It was rusted and there were vines surrounding a wall making it unable for him to fly over. The door was ajar...and though he knew he really shouldn't, his curiosity got the better of him as he walked in.