[center][b]Lily[/b] - Garden[/center]

She sat in the garden, looking down at the white dress he'd gotten her. She had a bit of cash wad up in her hand. She'd been surprised to find her room already filled with things, almost as if someone other than herself were staying there. She was half convinced she was in the wrong room. But she felt her own residual energy, even if it were... different somehow. 

[i]I guess I really did lose my memory, but... why would my energy have changed?[/i]

She sighed deeply and pulled her small legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. She watched the fish in the pond with idle eyes, simply tired and maybe just a little bit bored. After a few moments, she smiled and got up, walking around the garden. She'd never liked water, otherwise she might play in it. She didn't know why but she just didn't like it. She walked over a rose bush and knelt down, looking at it. 

[i]So pretty and so dangerous...[/i]

She pulled her hand up to a rose thorn and pricked her finger on it. Sure enough, pain. It was an interesting sensation, one she thought she'd lose when she died though, here she was. Still living, clear as day. She looked up toward heaven, her mind on her father. What was he up to? Still dealing with everything by himself? She sighed and put pressure on her finger, trying to stop the bleeding. 

[i]No matter. I'll just have to find more friends, right?[/i]

She looked around, trying to look for Bael. She was beginning to get worried that maybe something had happened to him but she felt content to just sit and wait for a moment. If he wasn't there in half an hour or so, she'd go looking for him, just to make sure he was okay. 

[i]But what if he just doesn't want to come? What if I annoyed him?[/i]

She let out a frustrated groan and let her head fall into her lap. 

[i]I'm just not cut out for this...[/i]