♥ first box ♥

[identitas.livejournal.com]

[Appears on the astral plane, looking a bit surprised. Not where he's supposed to be, not where he should've been. Echoing, silent footsteps as he walks. He doesn't seem to bothered by everything, just mildly thrown off but with a small, wry smile on his face. ]

Oh dear...

I think I'm lost...
Or maybe I've forgotten again...

[Silence as he looks around, flapping his sleeves with droplets of blood flying off.]

... Hm, this isn't too bad. I'm sure he would like this -- a little mystery and all. Or maybe it's a big mystery that runs and runs and runs~ Is it just me though? How lonely, how not-fun-at-all.

[A small smile that twists his lips, continuing to walk nowhere. Smile widens like a Cheshire grin.]

I think I'm trapped again.

[Then, laughing.]

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[identitas.livejournal.com]

Experimentation...?

[frowns a little but then smiles again, not pressing the subject]

Well now, I thought you just liked me~ But here you go--

[pulls off the shirt completely and turns, holding it out to her to reveal a thin, pale, almost-grey body]

[madamemoiselle]

{Diva spares his body a glance before she gladly takes the shirt. She brings the bloodstained fabric to her lips and quietly sucks at the fabric to taste the blood. But once she's taken a satisfying taste, she opens her eyes again, a more brilliant, almost glowing blue compared to only a few moments before. But she smiles graciously and thankfully all the same.}

Thank you~ Ne, it really is delicious. ♥
Ah, but if it was just that I liked you, don't you think I would have asked your name first?

[identitas.livejournal.com]

[watches with an amused expression, unblinking but curiosity showing]

You're quite welcome.

Hmm, I suppose you're right. [laughs] Silly me.

[madamemoiselle]

{Smiles cheerfully and offers the shirt for him to take again}

But I guess that means it's a good time to introduce myself, at least! My name is Diva. It's nice to meet you~!

[identitas.livejournal.com]

[takes shirt back and slips it over his head, collar slipping down around his shoulder and sleeves hanging over his hands]

Diva? That's a lovely name.

Ahh, I guess you can call me Sai. The pleasure's mine~

[madamemoiselle]

Really? Ne, thank you Sai. Oh, but Sai's not just saying that to try and flatter me, is he?

{Another giggle}

[identitas.livejournal.com]

Oh no, oh no. I wouldn't do that -- it's very much true, Diva-san.

[madamemoiselle]

Hm, then I guess I'll have to believe you! I was just curious, after all~ Sai looked like he was enjoying himself. Or, well, I could tell anyways.

[identitas.livejournal.com]

It's understandable, haha~

[smiles brightly, swaying a little]

I was enjoying myself, Diva-san. You have sharp eyes~

[madamemoiselle]

Ne, something like that. {And she just leaves it at that with a playful smile}

Where is Sai from, though? Everyone here seems to come from different places, so it's kind of fun to figure out where. Or if I know it at all.

[identitas.livejournal.com]

[plays with a braid, thinking]

Mm. Don't remember. I was last in Japan though, so I guess that counts for now.

[madamemoiselle]

Ah, another person from Japan!

{Her fingertips touch together excitedly}

Ne, with all of the people from there, I think I really would like to go someday. I've never been to Asia other than Vietnam. And, well, Russia, if that counts.

[identitas.livejournal.com]

[watches with a smile, laughing a little at her excitement]

I don't recognize any of those places, but I'm sure they're all very nice. Japan is amusing so I think it would be a nice place for you to go see.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, you really don't? What about France? England? The USA?

[identitas.livejournal.com]

Hm... Some of those ring a bell but that's about it. I guess they just don't really stand out to me.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, that's so sad! Those are some of the most beautiful countries~ Especially France. ♥ More than anywhere else, I guess that's the place that's most like home for me. But I'll have to show Sai some time. If I bring some of the books, oh! Or maybe even that moving picture box. It shows things like that sometimes!

[identitas.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, that's be generous of you. I wouldn't mind, Diva-san would be so kind to do so.

You mean a television? [questioning look]

[madamemoiselle]

Ohhh, is that what it's called? Well, it's really big, but it's really skinny. It shows a lot of moving pictures and you can change what its showing with another little box. {Smiles~♥}

[identitas.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's a television.

The little one's the remote. [laughs, amused by this] I take it you don't use these often?

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, no, this is the first time I've been awake that there was anything like this! Well, there was something similar the last time, but that box just showed black and white fuzzy stuff. Then the other people would hit it a lot and yell at it. But the television is really different from that!

[identitas.livejournal.com]

Interesting.

I think that's a television too. Only broken.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, that would explain it then, I guess. Hee, they would always get so mad at it that it was really kind of funny! But then when I would life they would just yell at me instead.

[identitas.livejournal.com]

Haha, they get frustrated. It's really silly but who am I to judge?

Oh, getting yelled at is always bad.

[madamemoiselle]

Especially over something so silly! Ne, but I don't mind it terribly as long as they don't get violent or anything. Oh, but Sai, do you know what the thing that kind of looks like a television is called?

Well, it's like a television with a really flat typewriter attached. And when you type on it, it shows up on the television-thing! Amshel and Solomon use it a lot, but they've never told me what it is.

[identitas.livejournal.com]

A computer?

You don't know much about technology, it looks like.