<span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-style: italic">Leto</span></span><br/><br/>Leto stared with a now wide, and humoured grin at the currently extremely frustrated woman. She seemed confused, and angry; but mostly confused. Confused about what? Why she was doing this? Where she had gone? Or, perhaps, how on Pandora she was doing it? All of those were good questions, and maybe, when Leto doesn't find this as hilarious as she currently does, she will reveal her secrets to this woman. But for the moment, she's gonna have some more fun with her.<br/><br/>Leto walked right up to Lilith and sat down at her feet, only a few inches from her positionâ€”just so she was positive she wouldn't touch her; as angry as this lady was, allowing her to see Leto would most definitely<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>be a good thing seeing as she had just currently threatened to fill her with bullet holes. Something she didn't think would be all too pleasant, so she decided to play it safe, and remain hidden until this woman's fury had reduced.<br/><br/>Leto decided it was time to lead this girl to where she was going in the first place, a very sacred area to her People. Because they are heavily religious, being a polytheistic society, they had many shrinesâ€”or rather, enormous templesâ€”dotting the planet. Her People used these shrines to as neutral territory for any reason, or, they are used as refuges to house those who are homeless or are in a time of desperation.<br/><br/>The deities in question were actually only five, being a Dusk Goddess and Dawn God, and their parents the Sun Goddess and Moon God, then the Creator Goddess, Gennisi, but that was beside the point. Leto would have to secretly lead Lilith to one of the shrines, and the closest one was to Agapi, the Dawn God. It would have to do for now.<br/><br/>Due to Lilith's inability to recognize that the woman was anywhere, she would place rocks in a line as a path. Every time Lilith would look away, and look back, a rock would be there. It made the plan perfect. Sometimes, she really loved being a Lampad. Leto put her plan into motion, placing the first stone about five feet away. It's conspicuousness would compel Lilith to inspect it, and when she would look back up again, the next stone would be placed, and so on and so forth.<br/><br/>~<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-style: italic">Roland</span></span><br/><br/>Roland continued picking up trash, and other various pieces of unnecessary objects such as empty boxes, and magazines. Mimi then offered to help with the tidying issue; it wasn't really that dirty, why would she ask? Probably just to be polite since she may or may not think of herself as rude since she kinda thrust herself upon him with her problems, which didn't matter to him; he had too many to count, one more wouldn't make a difference. He decided to cease cleaning since there was no real point to it.<br/><br/>â€œWell then, Miss Mimi, wanna talk?â€ He asked nonchalantly, acting as if nothing was wrong. To him, nothing<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>wrong, so he had no reason to be worried or sad about except for the trip down Memory Lane which wasn't exactly a pleasant road. He set back down various things he was holding against the wall, and then removed his armour, boots, and hat. The removal of his headgear showed a buzzcut that seemed to look nicely, and without the armour and boots, he looked considerably smaller in size, yet he was still pretty large.<br/><br/>He pounded the cushion beside him with his left handâ€”as an invitation to sit next to him. He had his right arm snaked along the edge of the back of the furniture. He gave her a reassuring smile as if to say â€œDon't worry; I don't biteâ€. He only did when he was angry; he wasn't angry... At her.<br/><br/>~<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-style: italic">Mordecai</span></span><br/><br/>Mordecai looked around innocently as he realized that he had no clue as to where the hell they were. So he stopped and silently followed Tsura knowing full well the wrath of woman when they were pissed off and that was<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>an experience he wanted to deal with twice seeing as she was already pissy as it was, so he did what was told like a good boy and followed her obediently, his head down. Bloodwing let out a throaty chirp, his head cocking to both sides, confused why he master was acting so submissive to this female, but he soon found something more interesting off in the distance, such being a lone, bleeding, and weak adult Skag.<br/><br/>Letting out a bloodcurdling screech, the Trash Feeder plowed into the Skag, and with a swift movement and not all that much struggle, he used he incredibly strong and sharp beak to tear out its throat, blood burst out, and gush all over the sand, mixing with it making a thick, brown cake, he then proceeded to feast upon the creature. Mordecai and Tsura were far away when he decided it was time to return to his master, but in the meantime...<br/><br/>â€œUhm, Tsura, you seem to know where you're going, how'd you manage to remember anything in this endless sand?â€ He asked, hands behind his back, and walking quickly behind her. Surely she honestly didn't want to hear his voice seeing as he was now having her, pathetically, lead him to where he needed to go since he had to be stupid and run in the opposite direction of where he needed to go. Stupid him. Now then, see if he can start decent conversation without his head being lobbed off his shoulders.