<strong>Name:Deva <br/>Title: the Deva-stator<br/>Location: theatre<br/>Taggin: Zefiriel, Reginald Carter</strong><br/><br/>Deva, in the theatre, played the important part of cleaning crew, specially after the Scene was closed. Nobody asked questions, Nobody did mind someone cleaning, for free would be all the better. She was busy thinking about floating bell things and nude streakers with markings. Perhaps she should go after the marked mans trail next. Marked. Floating. Floating. Honey and milk. Hopefully without ants..  Hmnnnn. Perhaps the marked was also advertisment for this theatre thingie, in wich case things might get far more interesting in due time. Perhaps she should wait and watch until those kinda scenes popped up!<br/><br/>While busy pondering she found herself again swirled around by the misty something, complaining 'You're making me all dizzy with this swishy swishy!" then, after listening adding "Aww, you came here for a Reginald Carter not for Deva hmnn? Totally a shame, Deva is very fluffy, plus has no idea where to find this Carter or why he matters to you, why does he matter to you? Are you some sorta bell ghost?"*tilts head.. nah this thingie didn't feel undead even if it looked like it.<br/>"Ihihi! you tickle!" She said, feeling a hint of a touch as the angel tried to shove her with insubstantial hands, peeking around..<br/><br/>"I am, however, more independent then part of the official cleaning crew, plus you don't know how to lie. Are you an angel?" tilting her head.. that made sense, only angel were so badly at lying<br/><br/>"Either way, we're in a theatre, a maid is not dramatic enough, you can't lie to actors, they do it too often to fall for it, what you can do is impress them with a show of your own, however.. why should I find this dude for youuuuu bellangel?" curious-cute face, pokes your misty form!