Queen :: Kindness

When the Agent and the Puppet King were guided out of the Funhouse, they would enter into the Dollhouse, which was the standard 'House' that all of the 'Dolls' lived in.

"This way," the Agent called out to the Puppet King. "Be sure not to lose your own men within the Dollhouse," he forewarned. "They like to copy and fit in." It was tragic to lose one of your own by all of the Dolls looking alike, and then your own being lost to the ones that only took on the image; like an animal returning to the herd. He avoided clusters and 'Cliques,' and would lead the Puppet King around them to avoid them.

The Puppet King and the remainder of his men would escape from the Funhouse following behind the Agent that had led them this far into the Dollhouse, listening carefully to his instructions.

The Agent was back in his own Home territory, though he, as an Expert Mechanica, was capable of navigating beyond his 'House' and gravitate into areas just outside, in the 'Field.' "Just follow me. We're almost there," he said, looking around to see which of his own men hadn't made it out of the other Houses yet. "Hmmm..."

He only glanced, knowing there was no time to lose. There were already designated oriented pathways in between the collective 'Congregations' and general 'Masses' that were all collected in their respective species, so to speak, of Dollkind. This made it easy to navigate in between them by keeping paths that none were ever walking in nor paying attention to open for actual navigation as swiftly and directly as possible without ever being noticed. "Just don't stop following me." The second time he mentioned this, it was a warning, because of how the traffic in between the Dolls already in motion could become. There was only a window of opportunity in all of their blind spots, which was all simultaneously blind to the same thing at the same time. If they attracted too much attention after breaking it, and not simply continuing with what they were doing, then the other Dolls would become interested and start getting involved.

"If you don't want to get your hands dirty, then don't stop for any reason." The Agent had not yet returned to his own post, and getting there required actual clearance. If they lost him, he could not return to come get them, until he returned to his post and was sent to go get them by higher Authority. This is why he spoke mostly in command input, as most Mechanica did by default.

The Puppet King was sure not to lag behind on account of the circumstances that had brought him this far. After escaping from out of Hell and also seeing all of the things behind the scenes of the Dollhouse, he was not looking to dawdle in any of the things that were going on already. The streets of Valparaiso was where he was looking to get to, for a predetermined purpose that was already arranged a long while ago in the shadows during the salvation from the refuge. "Keep up, boys." It was definitely to be considered that the dolls at any time could try to distract them and pull them away from each other and into whatever they were doing, adding to the masses of dolls and breaking away from the Puppet King. He was sure that his gang would keep up with him.