“Eh?”

The small blonde turned to the window when she heard the sound of someone exiting the N-Field. Upon seeing her visitor, however, she gasped and took a few steps back. 

((Do it, be the meme maiden))

Mostly. Occasionally he’d lose sight of the sheep for a moment. And a moment was all Helel needed to get up to mischief.

So of course when Kaz lost sight of him, he sighed knowing something was up. A moment later he found him again, tugging and chewing on the hair of a doll a bit down the way.

When Kazuya went to stop his pet and free the doll, he let out a short “Ah” in recognition.

A moment passed between that recognition and action. If he remembered that one meeting of theirs, surly the other would too. Suddenly three options appeared in Kazuya’s mind.

> “Sorry for last time. Mistakes happen you know.”

> Find some holy water and try again

> Let Helel keep eating. 

     Regarding Suigintou’s figure aloud, looking over the doll with bored interest, Andersen made sure his voice would be clear enough to be heard. Yes, he needed this. A way to vent at his frustrations for being summoned in to this droll place yet again. 

So he’d take it out on other people.

Truly, Hans Christian Andersen was a classy man.

“A shame the personality is horrid. What a half-assed attempt. A botch job, surely. If I were your maker, I’d have started from scratch and thrown you in the woodchipper. Leaving you in such a state is almost criminal.”

“This is why magic should simply stay as fiction. It brings about messes like this more often than not. You, doll, have my utmost pity and loathing.”

     He was really just picking a fight for the hell of it, at this point.

╰☆╮Mirae was wandering about. it’s what she does best actually and can do it for long periods of time, because there’s no such thing as sleep for her anymore. During her walk, she notices in the corner of her eyes something small. Immediately, head whips over to get a better look at the---A doll? OH pretty! She’s quickly approaching said doll, thinking that it really is one but then---

“Ah....Alive. Doll Alive.” Like her!

   This newfound feeling was something to get accustom to. A city full of other mysterious forms of life,she made it a  point for herself to become familiar with some inhabitants. She watched most go by, some different than others, some she didn’t want to go near just yet. Then is when she saw a small figure, it’s features made her think of a child’s toy. So small and wearing such an elaborate looking dress, it couldn’t possibly be a child. - Could it?

   Perplexed. Yes, that’s what it was. There was only one option left, and that was to follow. Where could this possibly go? Did it belong to someone or was it something made from a mage?