[h2]Goldibanne, Face of Innocence(?)[/h2]

Goldibanne smiled pleasantly at the men in front, and kicked her feet cheerfully as the van drove along. This was a downright unpleasant world, to be certain. All the animate dead, all the fire and burning, all the highly unpleasant odors that seemed to rather permeate the air... ah, this was really quite awful. It was in dire need of sprucing up... and of some serious cleaning. Very bloody cleaning, but cleaning none the less. The living doll patted the huge wolf lying on her with a smile, humming a little to herself as she did. Certainly their surroundings were miserable, but there was no reason for her to be miserable herself, was there?

Upon their arrival, Goldibanne noticed that there were a few more people who had appeared, definitely seeming to be others who had been summoned by Lydia. Well, it was time to get out.

"Okay, wolfy," she said, brightly, patting Sif again, "I need to get up, so it'd be nice if you got off of Goldibanne's legs~"