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[lunardialled]

A.) 1647 Albright Lane;

[Every morning, the Milkman delivers fresh milk to the house. And every morning, Sakuya dutifully pours it out. She's taken the adage to not drink the milk to heart

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[flameyedhunter]

[ Shana is out walking today, as most likely either Wilhemina or sucker dad has drank the milk, and she blinks, looking at Sakuya who looks... just a bit, like Wilhemina. Only all evilized. ]

Um....

[lunardialled]

[Sakuya turns her head, her gaze unblinking. The parts of her blades that aren't covered in blood catch the light, glinting in the sunlight.]

Yes?

[flameyedhunter]

you... that blood... who are you? [ Shana just stares at the knife wielding maid, her own black cloak shifting around her as she changes her stance, slightly. It's been months since she's met a batshit crazy murderer on the street, but hey, it happens. ]

[lunardialled]

It's only the blood of dolls. What of it?

[She grins, bringing those knives into a fighting stance. There are more where those two she's holding came from, but right now, she only needs a couple.]

I'm Sakuya Porphura. And what of that?

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[redthenightless]

[INCOMING VAMPIRE

gee that sure is Sakuya wandering around town WELL, JUST THE PERSON SHE WANTED TO TALK TO. Remi remembered not to drink the milk but now the policeman was coming around making sure they did! What was a little vampire to do? Ask her head maid for advice, obviously.]

Sakuyaaaa~!

[Guess who hasn't noticed the blood and knives yet as she comes down the street?]

[lunardialled]

[SORRY REMI. YOUR MAID IS NOT HERSELF RIGHT NOW.]

Yes?

[She turns, and the blood all over her is now even more obvious. It's clear that something is wrong, since she wouldn't dream of going out looking like this normally.]

[redthenightless]

[OH GEEZ, well that gets Remi to halt a few yards away]

Sakuya...? Are you feeling alright?

[lunardialled]

[Sakuya approaches, but her eyes aren't right. They shouldn't be red in broad daylight, when there are no clear threats.]

I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be fine? It's another beautiful day in Mayfield!

[She just started laughing. Why is she laughing?]

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[gottimedout]

[And when she has reached above the stairway, there will be a magician waiting for her with a face not very pleased at all. The red blood covering her dress did not improve his mood, nor did her crimson eyes being stared into by his ice blue eyes. Still, he would be willing to hear her out. She was not a woman who didn't think things through after all.]

... and the reason behind this is?

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[lunardialled]

[She doesn't say anything, not right away. That tiny part of her that wants to resist the droning tries to say something, to say what happened, but it's drowned out. It's clear that she's not herself.]

...isn't it obvious? They wouldn't behave and had to be punished. `

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[gottimedout]

Is that so? Then what is done is done, but I would like to ask you not to do anything so reckless without telling me first.

[He stands to the side of the door so she would be able to step out.]

I trust the bodies are taken care of or shall I take care of that issue. And it would be best to change out as soon as you can.

[lunardialled]

Of course, dear. I apologize for not running it by you first.

[The fact that she's saying 'dear' should say volumes.]

I haven't left a mess behind.

[She really hasn't; she's taken the time to clean up the mess. But cleaning herself up seems to be a different matter altogether. While she would normally go shower and discard her things, now? Her mind is telling her that while her husband is right, doing so is just a waste of time.]

I'm going to take a walk, and then I'll get changed.