Mysteries!

Maybe she could use this to bother Lemon though? Just so light teasing, maybe she could get him to spill the beans about having feelings for someone else~! After all, she thought the feelings were pretty clear, just from observing him and the object of his affections!

...As clear as he ever was with positive emotions anyway.

That was besides the point! Illuminata swiftly pulled out her phone as she sat on the couch in her apartment, fingers flying along the keys to send out a silly text.

[ to Lemon: ] Lemno lemone! Didja heer? Aparnetly were gettign married soon! Wherere we gonn ago on our honeymoon~?

To be entirely honest, Sara wasn’t too sure on some of what this girl was saying. And she kept saying it. It wasn’t a word she recognized easily, her eyes lingering for a few moments after she had finished speaking and her brow furrowing in confusion.

Bow? Boooowm. It looked like there was that sort of ‘m’ thing going on… Bown? Bown-something? No… definitely bowm.

Argh, whatever. The flowers were accounted for, so she had to be talking about what she was carrying. Just pretend you know whats going on, nod. Be polite. Maybe smile?

Nah, it’d be worse if you do that. Ever more awkward.

“… Thank you, then. I’m sure Kurt will…” Well, maybe being happy about it was too much to expect. She generally just expected the same sort of reaction from Gray or Kurt when given something: They’d appreciate it, but… eh, happy? She wasn’t too sure. “It’ll be appreciated.”

Yeah, the girl was more than willing to get going. Sara could relate, really. Currently, she was kind of hoping she could melt into the flooring and never be seen nor heard from again. That’d be nice.

“… I can take care of the flowers, could you just put the…” Oh no, um. Hope for the best?

“Oh, sure sure! Here ya go~!” Her free hand went down to the wagon’s handle, pulling it a bit before pushing it towards the still unnamed girl. She should probably fix that, shouldn’t she? Names are an easy enough thing to find out, and yet she still didn’t know this girl’s name! But before that...

“Bowkin? Ah, that sounds like an awesome, shorter thing to call Baumkuchen! Cuter than Baumkuchen too, actually!” She practically cheered, excited by this girl’s ease of coming up with a shorthand for it. It sounded like she used the first and last syllables of the thing, so Illuminata easily recognized it, but would others? She didn’t think that mattered.

“Oh, by the way, my name’s Illuminata! But since you’re roommates with the Tree Cake, you can call me Lumie or Ellie if ya want!” Now was as good a time as any to bring up names, wasn’t it?

“If you didn’t need him, why’d you come?” She asked, voice not giving any hint to what she meant. If this was a friendly question or an accusation, it would take someone who knew her to decipher her intent. But she was genuinely curious: The girl had a wagon and had asked for him, so obviously she needed him, right? And if not, she was busy doing something… why stop by, in that case? In all honesty, she wanted to know why the girl was here.

“… I can check for him, if you want?” Now, she didn’t want to admit that she had no idea where her friend was. If they lived together, it probably would make her look stupid to just not know if he was home… yet, she didn’t. And she felt really dumb because of it… and while she looked for him, was she supposed to just… close the door on the girl? Let her come in? “You can just…” She started to gesture inside, as if to say it was okay, then hesitated and gestured back towards the hall. Grimacing at this awkward action, she shrugged. “Y’know, whatever…”

“Oh, uh...” Illuminata’s eyes drifted to the wagon holding four potted flowers and then to the cake on her hand. Right... Let’s try this with a little more energy control than usual. Maybe it had been her overabundance of energy that was upsetting her.

“I came bearing house warming gifts~!” Okay, that was better. At the very least, she was near the normal volume people spoke at. “I heard he switched apartments, so...!” And she wanted to unleash the pun flood on him, but that was just a minor reason. Clearly the gifts were the primary reason. “Flowers and a baumkuchen, for Baumkuchen! And for you, actually, since you’re roommates!” She hoped she liked at least one of the gifts, though Illuminata didn’t know anything about her preferences. Though... her always coming into Carnations painted a pretty clear picture that she liked flowers, right?

Not only had it gone batshit since she left, but these people felt the need to… change things up or some shit, who knew why really, but they had felt the need to change the apartments around… meaning, she and Kurt were forced to move. Hell, she was almost surprised that they had just moved in together again: Half expected him to encourage her to get her own home.

At the very least, their new setup was pretty rad. Hot tub and all the amenities: not that she was particularly interested in it. But not only was she forced to relocate, but the first visitor the pair had was… whats-er-face. The one from Carnations. She’d be embarrassed over how brash she was in the store, but… dear goddess, she didn’t even get to ask why the heck she was here before she had jumped into some sort of… were those…

Puns. She had taken a nap and awoken to puns. If she wasn’t so uncomfortable, standing there in pajama pants and bed head, a smile might have betrayed her amusement. Instead, she just… stared.  Finally, however, a questioned was posed and she got her chance to respond.

The girl staring certainly wasn’t helping her right now either. If anything it was making things a touch harder to respond to, since it didn’t look like the shorter girl was responding at all. Was it bad? Was it good? She couldn’t tell! What was she going to-- wait, what did she just say?

[to Sherlock]: btu its nar prapy if im by msyelf??? D: u nds to jusnj meee <//3

[to Sherlock]: i faoun so mny glwo stikcs! we cna pint with thnem an dother cools tuf!!!!!!!!!!

[to Sherlock]: y r u oss aginat my haain gim tonyoi

[ to Juli-Jelly Bean: ] its sort of a party if youve been drinking as much as it looks like!

[ to Juli-Jelly Bean: ] and in your dreams you could have the most awesome party ever wit loads on interesting people and zero boring ones!

[to Sherlock]: :0 >: ): ;A;

[to Sherlock]: i dnot wnana slep i wnana

[to Sherlock]: PRATY

[to Sherlock]: prattu

[to Sherlock]: pary

[ to Juli-Jelly Bean: ] you know what? bet you could have a totally awesome party in your sleep tho!

[ to Juli-Jelly Bean: ] because then youre not limited by silly things like your bodys limits jelly bean!

Damn it, these people needed to respond all ready. He was just about drowning in alcohol, and was considering getting another bottle of… you know, whatever and making some cocktails instead. But more importantly, he was still lonely and bored which meant these fuckers needed to pay attention to him. Give him the attention he so obviously deserved!

So, he scrolled through his contacts again and paid attention to who he chose: maybe if he hit the right person (or made some sort of sloppy attempt to), they might be more likely to reply? He thinks he clicked open Selena, since maybe she’d play along with his flirting… granted, he wasn’t all too good at flirting when he got like this.

Okay, so maybe he was complete shit at it, but. He didn’t actually realize that, attempt 2 is a go.

[to Sherlock]: hye love, mu fsorist msto hottest babee

[to Sherlock]: i need 2 tlel u smthng somethn improtant!!!!

[to Sherlock]: yoyre the swetest candything in the holeunivrse! sprinles odf sugr on my tasters <:<:<: ;) :*****

So engrossed in trying to connect different bullets of information, she jerked when her phone did decided to go off, hand jumping down and pulling at her hair painfully.

“Ow...!” The sound was dragged out as she pulled her hand away from her hair, pouting as she picked up her phone. Who was even texting her? And why n--

Suddenly she was fighting off snickering at one of the messages Julius sent. As much as his current typing was concerning, she just couldn’t help the impulse reaction to the flirty comment. Still, this was “serious” enough for her to actually focus on her spelling.

[ to Juli-Jelly Bean: ] omg jelly bean! how could you wait so long to tell me something so important! ):

DATE OF REQUEST:

November 10, 2015

LOCATION:

Atelier Saibara, Medieval Weapons Centre or the Junk Shop

REWARD:

Cash money. Might give you one of my extra weapons or accessories I forged, too.

REQUEST INFORMATION:

Either way!