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"I am Lamia," she said, but from the way her chin jutted out she was not impressed. Her frown would have intimidated even the greatest kings of humanity. "Yon child art mine summoner, Jezebel." In a gesture that might be interpreted as protective, she curled around the summoner. Really, she just wanted to see Jiran sweat, while letting Shateiel know that her summoner was her summoner for a reason.

She looked at Shateiel. "It's a race to see who can fall the farthest and fastest and first." Jezebel lifted her wrist and looked at the beaded bracelet with her name and her address on it. Distracted, she began to pluck at the beads. "There's already a winner."

"Sun, sand and a good romance novel. What more could a girl want?" Lynnette exclaimed, lounging comfortably out on the golden sand. Her head was propped up by a scrunched up towel, a book half open in her hand; she was the classic 'I'm a sun goddess out on the beach, you can look but don't bother me' that seemed to flock to Gambino's beaches every weekend. Luckily for her the beaches were relatively empty today and she'd found a nice clear spot where no irritating kids screaming their heads off or gross old men in Speedos would annoy her. The book she was reading was titled, 'Love, lipstick and lots of fun.' True, it was absolute crap that would turn a person's brain to mush after reading the first couple of pages, but it was easy to get into and the perfect beach book... After all who wanted to read heavy stuff whilst trying to relax?

She turned to her page, marked by a roughly folded down corner and began scanning the words through her dark sunglasses. The current scene was between the two main characters, lovers who just wouldn't admit their feelings to each other; but it appeared as if the man was about to finally reveal his love to her. Lynnette eagerly turned the page to see what would happen next when she heard voices not too far away. Unable to resist the temptation to eaves drop she placed the book open, facing down, on the sand and sat up, peering over the top of her sunglasses at the group of people in conversation nearby.

It was a strange thing to watch, there were three people standing there [ There are three of you right? >.> ] But one appeared to be having a gripping conversation with thin air, his eyes budging wide and sweat clustering on his brow. She couldn't properly catch the words he was saying but he appeared to be grovelling with an invisible figure. What a freak... Must be something wrong with him... talking to nothing like that... She thought, staring at the crowd; pondering if all of them were as weird as the man. Maybe they were on a day trip out from the loony bin?