[i]"Wow, that was really close!"[/i]

 Lithuania stiffed a laugh between her fingertips as the tattoo's of a djinn, hers a bounty of glowing blue roses across her arms and cheeks, regressed backwards to their root at her core covered beneath a long, rugged shirt- it reached to her midthigh, where it's brown rough material would cut off half of another tatto upon one leg- it looked 3D and realistic, as if she had 'Decorative black holes' cut into her legs. After calming her shrill laughs at the clueless people who departed with the first body she'd just put under her posion, she ran her fingers over her temples and the black tattooed stars that ran in an arc over the outside of one eye to brush back a lock of dirty blonde hair misplaced when she had managed to hide from the others who had spotted the body. Her cool blue eyes chilled back to a rusty brown- as for now, she looked like a human with tattoos in particular places who [i] really [/i] didn't have a sense of style in clothes.

" Oh, hehe, they're so dumb! He's isn't necessarily [i] lifeless [/i] he's just living in his own nightmare landscape....than he'll be lifeless, unless he commits suicide in his own dream." Lithuania chimed, being notorious for mumbling to herself. The leaves rustling against the constant wind became her only audience- this was common for the wandering djinn-hellhound, scorned from both worlds of her orgin since she was no pureblood. She had no years of 'ancient knowledge'- she looked 17 because she was 17. 

"I should really go tell them how to reverse the effect. I really only put the lad under a nightmare because he came at me with a knife. But i feel empowered by his energy i fed off of. I think i feel almost-guilty." She puckered her lips in a pout, trekking through the forest towards where most of the noise was at. Her eyes scanned the surrounds for someone similar to who'd she seen before, stooping in a group of bushes until she felt like she could travel to the entrance unscathed, swirling sporadic patterns of circles in the dirt beneath her. Without thinking twice about it, she emerged from the bushes, walking close enough until she could stoke the outer walls of the circus's structure and stare at it doe-eyed. She'd never seen anything like this- most of the homes she came by were animal burrows, caves, and ran down villages. Eventually she found an entrance, hesitantly raising a hand to knock. She stopped just before her knuckles would touch to make rapid knocks that would echo, her hand dropped back to her side, she listened, mumbling a soft greeting before sticking her head inside. "Helloooo? I'm Lithuania merrel....er Elena for short? I'm looking for a body." She said innocently, oblivious to how mysterious she sound.

Anyone outside of the circus would be invisible to her as she had grown to depend too much on what she saw, not what was unseen and unheard of.