"I was strolling through the park one day, in the very merry month of may"

Walking slowly through the park, Iesland kept his head low to the ground. After his disastrous meeting with Ghost, Iesland wanted no more confrontation, wanted no more strain on his social graces, limited though they were. Although Iesland was a nice person, his long exile from society in the Mandir coupled with his lack of a tongue made for akward dinner conversation.

About half an hour later, Iesland stepped into the more heavily wooded area of the park, seeking solace in isolation. Walking through the trees and stepping around the bushes, Iesland sat down to rest for a bit before heading back.

“You shouldn’t have done that Elizabeth,” Sophia ran to try and keep up with her friend as she seemed to move on with out her.

“You wanted ice cream didn’t ya? So what are you complaining about?” a doll like creature began walking along very carefree, wielding a cone of ice cream in both her hands as though it were too big for her. She was rather impressed with herself, pleased that she had been able to eat ice cream all the sudden. Taking another lick she turned up to the much taller Sophia above her, “You make it sound like I stole it.”

“But you did. You shouldn’t steal, it’s wrong,” her meek and very timid replies seemed to annoy Elizabeth down by her feet. While Sophia was very meek and innocent, Elizabeth wasn’t a trouble maker by nature, and she felt she was the only one who existed. Combined with her ability herself and others completely invisible, she could do as she pleased with little expectation of trouble on her part. Sophia didn’t agree and was against anything that was wrong, which was usually everything Elizabeth did.

“I got you one too, you like coconut don’t you?” Elizabeth was minding her own ice cream, a pair of strawberry and vanilla ice cream, while she led the way down the walk way. None else was around, but even if they’re were, no one would have immediately understood what Elizabeth really way, since not ever Sophia really knew.

Sitting in the small clearing and contemplating his next move, Iesland heard voices begin to drift nearby, though he could't tell what they were saying. Dismissing his predicament for now and standing up, Iesland began to walk towards where he heard the voices coming from. Emerging from the woods, he saw a nice, clean path. The voices where coming from somewhere down the path, and as Iesland started walking, he heard what they were saying.

“You make it sound like I stole it.”

“But you did. You shouldn’t steal, it’s wrong,”

"I got you one too, you like coconut don’t you?”

Quickening his pace and readying himself for anything, Iesland turned a corner and stopped in his tracks. A girl with strawberry-blonde hair and blue eyes was conversing with a.... well.... something. It was obvious that the girl was trying to look angry, but she only managed to look frightened. Falling into a pace that matched theirs, Iesland pulled out his pencil and pad of paper, writing "Hello, my name is Iesland. What's the matter? You seem a bit distressed, anything I can help you with?" and handing it to her to read.

A sudden person seemed to sudden come behind Sophia and Elizabeth, suddenly stopping them in their tracks. He proceeded to start jotting down something on to a piece of paper, to which he passed on to Sophia. It wondered why she was distressed and if he could possibly help, but before Sophia could attempt to reply, the tiny Elizabeth leaped upwards, snatching the piece of paper out of her hand. With one hand still holding on to her ice cream, and another reading the note, she preceded to start crumpling up the paper and directed her attention up above, “Distressed? She’s not in distress, she just always looks like that after I do something nice for her. Isn’t that right hun?”

“Elizabeth, please,” she quietly tried to quiet Elizabeth down from speaking for her, as her tiny companion never seemed to act accordingly to the situation and took almost everything as an attack against the two of them. Quickly though, she directed her attention back to the individual, “No there’s nothing wrong.”

Iesland blinked, surprised by the actions of the... well... it looked like a doll. A moving, talking doll. Maybe it was a mutation or something. Iesland wasn't going to ask if she didn't want to tell him. Many people became very secretive about being mutants after the camps. Iesland, for some reason, never could hide his mutation.

Retrieving his pad with his top left hand and writing on it with his top right, Iesland felt his pocket vibrating. Pulling his lower set of arms from where they had been clasped behind his back, Iesland reached into his pocket with his lower right arm and withdrew a cellphone. Opening it and putting it to his ear, Iesland was greeted by an obviously pre-recorded sales pitch, writing the whole time.

Closing the phone and shoving it back in his pocket, Iesland handed another paper to Sophia. This one said, "That is not what it sounded like to me. I will admit that I am not one for being able to extrapolate entire conversations from just a few words, im not that smart, but I can tell that you are angry, and just a bit resigned, for something that this Elizabeth did. Am I wrong?"

“Her angry? Psh…” she snorted, looking back up at Sophia as though such an emotion was far beyond her abilities. A gentle laugh seemed to appear across the air, escaping the Elizabeth’s mouth as though it was unfortunately that she laughs. The chilling breath of laughter seemed to end abruptly, “She couldn’t even bring herself to be angry if she wanted to be. What business is it of yours what our business is?”

“Elizabeth, don’t be rude,” while Elizabeth was stout and rude, the tall and soft Sophia was gentle enough to not be angered by such a event. Elizabeth was always like this, rude and unwilling to give to give up anything for anyone else. But Sophia was gentle, meek, and oddly innocent as where most people her age would never bee. Sophia cared not for what Elizabeth did anymore, since she could never stop her, “She is right though, I’m not upset or angered at all.”

"Sorry for intruding then. If I may be so bold, I would like to ask a question." Iesland handed a note to Sophia. "What exactly are you, Elizabeth? I do not wish to be rude, but my curiosity overcomes my manners at this point."

(ooc: srry its so short, my brain is worn out after school today.)