As usual in true dark and evil fashion the rain was pouring like the historicly mythical floods of God that washed away all human life - except for that jammy git who managed to make up a thing called an Ark. Several men were carrying large, wooden crates with the markings of 'Caution' and 'Fragile.' Some more large, some more flat and taller... God knows what they could be.
Aru and Mu were there at the entrance, guiding the handymen down into the depths and through the narrow corridor towards the Throne wherein there sat Lucy at the Organ, playing, practicing her 'Art' to perfection. The dark and sombre tunes echoing out hallowed off the recently plastered and white painted walls - all thanks to Brian.
"The Mistress specifically asked for these boxes to be guided down with care..."
"With care... Do you know what it is for Sister?"
"No, Sister, I do not... These labourers look tense-"
"Yes! Sister... Tense..."
The Twins had managed to arrive and announce the arrival of these secret parcels in perfect unison, then, bowing to the Mistress as she stopped her playing (with one hand, considering the other was in a sling), Lucy glanced over her shoulder and stared to them with a wide smirk.
"They're here?"
"Yes, Mistress..."
"Mistress... Yes."
Standing from the organ she quickly ran over with the excitement of a child at christmas. Watching the men drop the crates with care one of them accidently dropped it, and it caused her gasp, sneer, and then snarl.
"Be careful you! If that is broken I will BREAK you!" Lucy's shadow arms were present, and her eyes glowing menacingly, causing the men to run away screaming like frightened kids.
"You two!" She pointed to two of the Shadow Monks that lay hanging, chained to the wall, she then pointed to the men running. "Teach them a lesson!"
They bowed their hooded heads, chains unlocked by an invisible force, they dropped to their feets and like dogs chased the men... Disappearing into the darkness of the hall.
"Mistress... What is in these?"
"Yes, we were not informed of any arrival of a-"
"Package... Yes, Sister, not informed..."
The Twins frowned together.
Lucy giggled and went forth to prying one open with her shadow arms, letting a small gap for her only to glance inside.
"Now... Let's do it..." A dark, sadistic grin towards the Twins.
They both looked to eachother... And suddenly they both realised they were not going to like this one bit.
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"Hey! Aru! Watch it! Don't drop it!"
"... Yes Mistress."
"Mu!"
"Yes Mistress?"
"Your holding it upside down! See! Like this..."
"Ah yes, thank you Mistress."
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Lucy stood back and threw up her one unclinged arm up into the air intriumph. "Woo! Completed!"
"... I feel, silly..."
"... Yes, Sister Mu... Silly..."
The Twins were dressed... Very oddly. Their robes were discarded along with their headresses... And in their place was, a loose white t-shirt that had: 'Emo's Suck' written in black across the chest, baggy jeans, and even lots of coloured bandles spanding the whole of their arm below the elbow.
Mu was sitting down, infront of a Drumkit.
Aru... Held a bass guitar, hooked into a Marshell amp.
Both of their cheeks as bright as a cooked lobster's shell.
"You look so CUTE!" Lucy squeeled...
Aru and Mu were there at the entrance, guiding the handymen down into the depths and through the narrow corridor towards the Throne wherein there sat Lucy at the Organ, playing, practicing her 'Art' to perfection. The dark and sombre tunes echoing out hallowed off the recently plastered and white painted walls - all thanks to Brian.
"The Mistress specifically asked for these boxes to be guided down with care..."
"With care... Do you know what it is for Sister?"
"No, Sister, I do not... These labourers look tense-"
"Yes! Sister... Tense..."
The Twins had managed to arrive and announce the arrival of these secret parcels in perfect unison, then, bowing to the Mistress as she stopped her playing (with one hand, considering the other was in a sling), Lucy glanced over her shoulder and stared to them with a wide smirk.
"They're here?"
"Yes, Mistress..."
"Mistress... Yes."
Standing from the organ she quickly ran over with the excitement of a child at christmas. Watching the men drop the crates with care one of them accidently dropped it, and it caused her gasp, sneer, and then snarl.
"Be careful you! If that is broken I will BREAK you!" Lucy's shadow arms were present, and her eyes glowing menacingly, causing the men to run away screaming like frightened kids.
"You two!" She pointed to two of the Shadow Monks that lay hanging, chained to the wall, she then pointed to the men running. "Teach them a lesson!"
They bowed their hooded heads, chains unlocked by an invisible force, they dropped to their feets and like dogs chased the men... Disappearing into the darkness of the hall.
"Mistress... What is in these?"
"Yes, we were not informed of any arrival of a-"
"Package... Yes, Sister, not informed..."
The Twins frowned together.
Lucy giggled and went forth to prying one open with her shadow arms, letting a small gap for her only to glance inside.
"Now... Let's do it..." A dark, sadistic grin towards the Twins.
They both looked to eachother... And suddenly they both realised they were not going to like this one bit.
...
...
...
"Hey! Aru! Watch it! Don't drop it!"
"... Yes Mistress."
"Mu!"
"Yes Mistress?"
"Your holding it upside down! See! Like this..."
"Ah yes, thank you Mistress."
...
...
...
...
Lucy stood back and threw up her one unclinged arm up into the air intriumph. "Woo! Completed!"
"... I feel, silly..."
"... Yes, Sister Mu... Silly..."
The Twins were dressed... Very oddly. Their robes were discarded along with their headresses... And in their place was, a loose white t-shirt that had: 'Emo's Suck' written in black across the chest, baggy jeans, and even lots of coloured bandles spanding the whole of their arm below the elbow.
Mu was sitting down, infront of a Drumkit.
Aru... Held a bass guitar, hooked into a Marshell amp.
Both of their cheeks as bright as a cooked lobster's shell.
"You look so CUTE!" Lucy squeeled...