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[rigor_modus]

[Should you venture into the lobby, you might be graced with the sight of two young Asian women standing together. Their faces are painted, all perfect and serene. Upon closer inspection, you might find that these women are, in fact, made of wood. On the outside, at least; heavy perfume masks the scent of death and formaldehyde. One of the few

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[manscreams]

[Mantis walked up to both the dolls and looked them over.]

[rigor_modus]

[Kohal knows you. She heard all about you from Owl... what little Owl knows, at least. The two puppets circle Mantis with what may seem like curiosity.]

[manscreams]

[He smirks as they circle him.]

She told you about me did she? And what did she tell you exactly~?

[He doesn't find them threatening, but very intriguing. Especially since Owl seems to have gone as far as even giving them each their own voice in her mind.]

[rigor_modus]

[They slow to a stop behind Mantis, leaning against his back. They each hold a shoulder for support. Amidst a sea of murderous thoughts in Owl's mind- bloodviperlaurencestriphisbonesclean- a voice may ring louder than all else. It's quiet and almost meek; Mantis may be able to connect it to the one in red hanging onto his back. Osan.]

[You can hear us...?]

[dontshakeplz]

[Rose was just wandering the halls when she spotted the dolls in the lobby.]

Oh these are interesting...

[She approaches them, noticing the strong scent of perfume.]

[rigor_modus]

[It gets more interesting, Rose! They move! The pair demonstrate this by surrounding Rose. Osan circles behind her while Kohal stands in front.]

[dontshakeplz]

Oh!

[Rose turns this way and that, looking at the moving pair. The previous wonder in her face was replaced with apprehension, she wasn't sure about mobile dolls in this place.]

[rigor_modus]

[Osan rests her hands on Rose's shoulders at the base of her neck. Her grip is loose, more to make her presence clear then anything else. Kohal stands motionless for a moment. Her arms are raised, slowly at first, then with more confidence... leading up to her reaching out and giving Rose's breasts a brief squeeze.]

[noscreamsyet]

[Maria watches the dolls with fascination.]

/Sooo pretty~!/

[rigor_modus]

[Kohal lays a hand on the girl's head. Osan stoops down, settling on the floor. From her kimono, she pulls... a piece of candy :D! Little kids like candy, right?]

[noscreamsyet]

[She stared in amazement. She had seen things move in the past, but only a few inches, and things never moved like these dolls!]

/Y-you move by yourselves?!/

[She stares at the dolls then at the candy. It was tempting to take it, but she knew that it was probably a bad idea to take candy from a stranger.]

/No, thank you./

[...]

No want.

[rigor_modus]

[Not want? Ridiculous. All children like candy, this is an indisputable fact. Kohal's hands slip down to hold the child firmly by her shoulders while Osan waves the candy in her face.]

[lil_plant_boy]

[Lil End is passing by the lobby, looking for the old man from before, but then he notices the dolls sitting there. Him, being a boy, wouldn't even took a second look at them if they were regular dolls, but he feels something odd about them.]

They are pretty but... They are kind of weird. I've never seen dolls like that...

[Gerasim isn't used to foreign stuff.]

[rigor_modus]

[If her male self is good enough to play with dolls, so can little boys! Leaving dolls all by their lonesome isn't good, lest they get lonely and start playing with you. This is backed up by Osan snatching Gerasim's hat and placing it on her own head.]

[lil_plant_boy]

/H-Hey! What just.../

[Did the doll just STOLE HIS HAT?!

He gives a step back, looking at the dool that now had his hat.]

Maybe... They are marionettes? [He thinks, but he doesn't see any wires.]

[rigor_modus]

[She may have! Osan moves to stand in front of him, waving her hands in what was probably supposed to be a mocking gesture. It was hard to tell considering her facial expressions didn't change.]

[blackartstrap]

About time you two came out to play.

[She smiles, quite genuinely.]

But where is your master, I wonder?

[rigor_modus]

[Osan reaches her first. She stands at Viper's left side, resting her chin on the woman's shoulder. One hand sits on her opposite shoulder and the other latches onto Viper's arm. Kohal follows, standing before the woman and pulling something from her kimono; a red rose. She extenders her arm, offering it to Viper.]

[blackartstrap]

Thank you, Kohal.

[Her trapped hand settles on Osan's arm, as she receives the rose.]

You have been missed.

[madnssstaste]

They are aware.

[From somewhere up in the rafters, Owl sits comfortably. There's a gleam in her eye and a definite hint of joy in her voice.]