[b]Cynthia[/b]

Cynthia frowned. Send her home? No way! She wasn't going home tonight, not after something like this. She knew she'd be yelled at, and punished, for running away again, and she was going to delay that as much as she possibly could. Why did her Doll have to be fixated on making sure she stayed home or whatever, too? Well... she wasn't going to let that get in the way. Even if it was... kind of dark out and all... still. Folding her arms, she put on a confident and serious expression. "We're going to be looking around for pretty long, then."

And with that, she began to march down the alleyway. She knew a little about Dolls according to myths and stuff, and that told her they usually stuck with their Masters. That, and she knew this area of the city, at least, pretty well from how many times she snuck out. Her Doll didn't, and therefore that meant she would have to stick to following her around and relying on her guidance for directions, right? Right! That was the logical assumption, at least, and one that Cynthia was basing her current plan to not go home tonight around.

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[b]Dead Heart Shooter[/b]

Dead Heart Shooter tilted her head. For a moment her infatuation dulled, replaced with perplexed confusion. Her name was funny? How was it funny? She didn't understand. Did her Master know something that she didn't? For a few moments, the small girl tried to puzzle it out in her head. Was it 'Dead'? No, that wasn't funny at all... 'Heart'? That wasn't funny either! If anything it symbolized her love for her Master completely! And... 'Shooter'. She shot things, so didn't that make sense? No, she couldn't think of any way that her name was funny... Her Master had to know something she didn't! Which made sense. Her Master was the most lovely, perfect, and beautiful girl ever to exist, so obviously she might have more knowledge then anyone else.

Still... Dead Heart Shooter really didn't understand, and so she had to ask.

"I don't understand, Master," she began, tilting her heard in the opposite direction as she looked up at her Master, "What's so funny about my name?"