[Juni has been staying out of the Deathmatches for the most part. Running a kingdom is a busy occupation after all, and so she has an excuse! No matter that she was slightly scared about people she cared for dying, or about the Plane being disturbed in any way.

No, all business and nothing else!

But now she has to risk the deathmatches (poor girl, so out of touch) and potential pain - she has no other choice.

Why?

Well, that's perfectly simple - she's trying to get rid of the thigh height, demonic horse that's following her with wide eyes. It's humiliating after all; she's been trying to do her queenly business all day and all the time this thing has been following her!

Really, it's very annoying.

So, enter Juni - storming away with her hands on her hips and a rather murderous expression on her face; behind her trots a little version of a demonic horse - who keeps looking around curiously and neighing playfully. That's part of the problem, he's been doing it all day.

Eventually Juni spins, places her hands on her hips and glares at the foal following her - somehow the foal does not look the slightest bit pertubed.]

Go away! I'm a queen, I do not allow bratty, little foals to follow me around - I have business to do!

[The foal stares at her for a second, then rears and lets out a playful neigh yet again; a rather loud playful neigh.]

Juni stares back for a few seconds more, then slowly drops her head into her hands.]

Why me?

[Kyouya is trying to work, sitting on a couch near the ballroom.]

[Status report:

-Headphones: around the neck, chiming out performances by Martha Argerich, Idil Biret, and Arthur Rubinstein.
-Notebook: in hand, being written in.
-Pile of broken pens: rather large and to the left.
-Pen in hand: just now snapping under the pressure of his thumb.]

[Kyouya sighs and puts the broken pen in the pile.] Meritless. [It is a word that means the same to him as violent curses mean to others.]

[Blindly, he reaches out to the right for a new pen. He grabs nothing.]

[His eyes narrow on the empty space where new pens should be. From the look on his face, it would not be ridiculous to infer that every pen manufacturer in Japan will be exiled from the country if a new pen does not miraculously appear in his hands within the next minute.]