A sudden burst of inspiration and Seph was led to repaint Shy.
The day following that spark of inspiration, she'd said to a friend that she'd try to make him cute.
Sweet and cute, in hopes of liking the lil imp more.

Well...

Seph: So erm...why are we all out here? -_- Ferrahn: We want to see how badly you do. Errand: I hope he doesn't look worse than he does now. Seph: -_- I'm trying to do better. I did Akushla's eyebrows fine, didn't I? Ferrahn: I don't know, I didn't notice. Errand: We tried not to look. Seph: Liars. =P

Ferrahn: Whether you paint him decently or not, it doesn't matter. We still won't like him. Seph: I know, I know. Errand: *mutters* I'm glad he's still gone. Silren: Errand. Errand: *mutters* I'm not saying it out loud. Seph: *mutters* Don't remind him. Ferrahn: The midget's better off broken. Razkil: . . . Seph: I'm sure Feyn will fix him! *_* Errand: . . .

Razkil: But Feyn still doesn't know why Shy is broken. Seph: I know. Ferrahn: A toy's a toy. Who cares. Razkil: . . . Seph: Erm...well, I'm sure he'll come up with something. He could just make another Shy...or something. Ferrahn: *hiss* Errand: He shouldn't! What if the new one breaks again? Razkil: . . . Seph: -_- Lemme just repaint him, okay? Whatever happens happens. -_-

Luthien: I'm sure this will go a lot faster if you'd stop staring at the television screen. Ferrahn: I think you mean if she'd just admit she doesn't know how to paint everything else. Seph: T_T Would you guys just shut up. I don't know if he should have bottom eyelashes or not. -_- Or what color to paint his lips. Razkil: He has nice eyebrows. Like Akushla's. Seph: T_T Thank you. Errand: Hurry up and finish him. He looks scary.

After a while...

Ferrahn: You'd think that mixing up a good color for his lips would be easy. Seph: Shut up. -_- I'll finish painting him another day. Errand: Just sit him next to the Pullips when we're back inside. Seph: -_- Ferrahn: At least that face isn't alive. Silren: . . . Ferrahn: I don't feel anything. Do you? Silren: No. Seph: Good. -_- I'll try again next time. Lemme just put eyes in him so that he doesn't look so bad. Ferrahn: *chuckles* Seph: Shut up.

Luthien: I suppose I should be thankful it wasn't my face she'd been attempted to paint. Ferrahn: *chuckles* You should have seen the head she was painting before. Errand: The head is called Rip. It's still blank. Evien: I suppose when we need a repaint we'll be sent back to Tasha. Silren: I've not had to be repainted. Ferrahn: Don't worry about it. She's never worried about us losing our face paint. Seph: Yeah. You guys don't get as much wear as Razkil. Errand: Kamahn's facepaint isn't getting worse. Seph: That's true... Ferrahn: It was only Razkil then. Seph: Well, he looks a lot better now than before... Errand: I suppose so. But it'd be nice if his facepaint stays this nice for a long time. Seph: I'm being careful.

Errand: Okay, Razkil, that's enough. Put him down. Razkil: . . . Seph: *grin* Razkil: You'll finish repainting him soon? Seph: Yes, I will. Errand: Maybe you should just send him to be repainted by someone else. Seph: And waste my money?! Errand: That's right. You're supposed to be getting Feyn or 'him' a body. Seph: Yeah, though the two of them don't seem to be bothered. Ferrahn: Maybe it's because they expect you to tell them that the new body isn't coming after raising their hopes. Luthien: It'll be the third time if it happens again. Seph: Don't remind me. Razkil: We're really getting another body? Seph: Hopefully. Ferrahn: *snorts* Seph: We'll see a new body by February. I promise. If not in the flesh, then already ordered. Errand: Are you sure? Seph: Yes. I'm sure. I'm giving up a holiday trip because of this. Ferrahn: That's news. Luthien: A trip? Seph: It'll happen next year. Errand: We get to go? Seph: . . . Ferrahn: *snarls* I'm going! Luthien: So are we. Razkil: I'll stay here. Errand: Of course you're going. Seph: -_-

Errand: Things are fine the way they are without Kamahn or 'him' or Shy around. Seph: It's been rather peaceful, hasn't it? Errand: I just know it won't be the same when you get that new body for whoever will use it. Seph: -_- Ferrahn: As long as they know their place. Luthien: That's a laugh. Even right under his nose, he has little regard for us. Evien: . . . Errand: Who? Luthien: The 'he' we all mention with such reverence. Seph: -_- You've met him? Luthien: Of course. Do you think we'd be here without first finding out what we were getting ourselves into? Ferrahn: *snorts* Things mustn't be that bad considering you're here. Luthien: Oh, I figured I'll be amused as long as I stay on the outskirts and observe your lives being turned upside down. Errand & Silren: . . . Ferrahn: *hiss* Seph: That is _so_ not inspiring! Luthien: He's been willing to stay in the background while you dawdle at getting him a suitable shell. Do you think he'll be happy to sit as quietly as Silren and Razkil once he's here? Evien: And you forget Feyn. Even without his shell, he's been quite...active. Seph: T_T Errand: Seph, don't get any new bodies. Seph: We've been waiting too long... Ferrahn: Correction. _They_ have been waiting. We haven't. We're only waiting for Silren's body. Silren: . . . Seph: . . . Errand: Are you still getting him one? Seph: I'm still looking for a suitable face. Razkil: It'll be all right. Everything will be fine when everyone has their bodies. Ferrahn: *hiss* Even that devil child? Seph: Don't call him that. -_- Errand: *mutters* I don't want Shy back. Seph: *mutters* I think Ferrahn means Khamiel. Errand: I don't want him here either. -_- He's worse than Shy. Razkil: . . . Luthien: You can't say that you like him, can you, Razkil? *purrs* Seph: All right. That's enough. I'm feeling more scared by the minute. Errand: Don't get any new bodies. -_- Seph: And risk having 'him' turn on me? -_- No thanks. Errand: Why did you invite them anyway? Seph: I never did, Errand. They came with Razkil. Errand: . . . Silren: Like I did. Ferrahn: Wasn't it the same for you, Errand? Errand: . . . I don't know. Seph: I think it was the same, Errand. ^_^ Though in your case, you were always there until Razkil came and made you speak up. Errand: I guess so. Ferrahn: . . . so what were you doing before Razkil came here? Errand: . . . Seph: . . . Razkil: Errand was Errand. Silren: Does it really matter, Errand? Errand: I guess not. Ferrahn: I suppose not. Luthien: And now, it's our turn to ask Ferrahn what he was before he came here. *purrs* Ferrahn: That's none of your business. Luthien: Since Seph has felt so free to divulge my past with Evien, I'm interested in hearing yours. Ferrahn: That's your issue with her. Seph: Luthien, I only knew about your past when you so happily and nastily told me the faces I had available weren't right. =P Ferrahn: *snicker* Luthien: I made the decision to leave the past behind when I accepted this face and this name. Evien: . . . Luthien: I suppose that's the same with you, 'Ferrahn'? Ferrahn: I suppose. Silren: Yes. Seph: Now you're all making me nervous. Luthien: I suppose we don't want to talk about what we left behind or gave up? Ferrahn: Why bother. Luthien: Oh, I don't know. Some people like to dwell. Razkil: Are you happy to be here? Errand: Yes. Silren: Yes. Ferrahn: *sigh* Yes. Luthien: Sometimes. Seph: And you, Razkil? Razkil: Yes. And I want the others here too. Seph: And they will be. ^_^ Errand: *mutters* But will we be happy after they're here? Seph: Don't spoil my optimism, please. -_- Luthien: I'm sure you'll find a way to bolster it. Ferrahn: By ignoring us. *chuckles* Seph: Grrrr. =P