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[Today is an overcast day, which is better than the rainy days over Sunday and Monday at least. Heart, who lives outside basically aside from a little corner of the item shop she's claimed as a temp-home, wishes there were more sun, but it's okay as is. What she is doing however, is currently shopping for Adell... Which means she's in mode 3 while searching. Of course, if anyone were to run into her she would change modes, but as it is, she's trying to pick out a birthday gift for him in the item shop and it's not working very well.

She itches her head regularly as if a bit lost.] Sheesha, I don't even know what the guy wants... [And other such quotes like this are common.

She's also tossing items which don't fit the bill on the ground after examining them. So if you want to run into a relatively tall ~~dating robot~~ girl who is ransacking the item shop, do feel free]

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So um. Do you mind if we come in, then?

Of course she doesn't, right? [And then a smile while Heart walks on in ahead of Lilly into the place. Past Guilt-na. When she does though she ~~totally intentionally~~ accidentally steps on Guilt-na's feet with one of her metal-boned (aka extra-heavy-ish) feet.

After that should she turns to Lilly and waves for her to follow]

Edited 2010-04-19 05:52 (UTC)

Ow! Oh, no...

[Guilt-na kneels to check her foot. She hopes it wasn't damaged.]

[Lilly follows Heart in, but glances back when she hears Guilt-na.]

You okay?

She's fine. [That's said flatly, maybe even coldly before he tugs on Lilly's sleeve lightly and as if her voice became milk and honey in an instant:] C-come on! I'm supposed to make you lunch, remember?!

Yeah, I'm okay. [Guilt-na stands up and limps her way in, following the others.]

[Lilly gives Guilt-na a worried look, but she follows Heart anyway.]

Well okay. But do you mind making it for three?

[YES. Why is that whore of a maid getting involved in her and Lilly's - such a wonderful name! - splendid personal lunch. Something which she was going to make especially for Lilly... But no, she nods-] Sure, anything for you~

[NOTE TO SELF: Put too much pepper in Guilt-na's food. Oh wait-] Do either of you have any foods who especially like or dislike? Maybe any allergies?

[This is as she helps herself into the kitchen, that is. And possibly appropriates and apron]

[Sitting in a chair to better examine her foot.]

No, I'm not a picky eater. If you make anything with meat, I like it rare. No allergies.

[Except maybe holy water, but she doubts Heart is planning on putting that in their lunch.]

Just don't make mine too spicy, please!

[And then she'll sit down near Guilt-na. Because you are her lifeline!] Do you think you could ah, tell me anything else about myself? I don't remember much of anything at all.

[/Listens so intently and then sets to work making a meal with no meat at all if it's possible with the items in the fridge. And if she's forced to, borderline burning it. Hmm... vegetables, vegetables...]

[Guilt-na thinks. How do you describe someone to herself?]

Well, in your home world you're a noble of some kind. You're not very good at cooking or housework, but you're really kindhearted. You helped me out a lot when I first arrived in Luceti. You have some sort of feud with a girl named Nami, but she was really rude, so I'm sure you have a perfectly good reason for it.

Nami, huh?

Ah! But I'm a noble, that makes sense. Am I royalty?

[Oh good, here's some veggies. Washing her hands and them them before she can get to chopping. Briefly she thinks about chopping Guilt-na's fingers... but it's a passing thought :C]

Uh, something like that. I think.

How awful for someone like me to be stuck here, then!

[B-but she met her hear! Heart's torn about this, which is why she doesn't speak up as she starts to chop the veggies]

It's pretty awful for all of us.

Well... yes, yes that's true.

[Chop chop chop I wish this were that whore's face chop chop...]

The Malnosso kidnapped you weeks ago. When did you get back?

Just one week ago, actually. A man named Ephraim carried me back into the village.

[..C-ca-ca-carried?! Heart brings the knife down more hard than is needed on this last chop because of that, but makes no comment on that as she starts up the stove and takes out a pan]

Carried? You weren't hurt, were you?

I didn't have any shoes.