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Tear M. Lacrimoso stood about 5'11, fair complexion and with ocean blue eyes that shimmered like water. He wore dark clothing at all times, donning a black jacket and some black, fitting denim pants. He also sported a chain somewhere in his attire. Completely human, this being that came from Tabrynth sat in its place as a fully fleshed life form. "Howdy do," Tear, the new stand-in for Tabrynth, said. "I'm a normal human with normal human legs." It was like something from Invader Zim.

Tear M. Lacrimoso was stunned to see that the Farmer hadn't even insisted to help, and wasn't aware of why when he introduced himself politely anyone would ignore him, as HY-D3 had done. "Um..." Tear muttered, raising himself up to an upright position, "Have I offended you somehow?" The Servicemen finished the cleanup and let the Little Harlequin alone, all lining up now near Tear in a straight horizontal line, damn near identical to his position down to the mannerisms. He wanted to interact with the Little Harlequin, but he was curious as to why he didn't receive a counter introduction. It hurt his feelings, which caused his Soul to flare up. He noticed something with the Farmer that seemed out of whack and the Servicemen all circled Tear, taking a defensive position against the Farmer.

Tear M. Lacrimoso stood stunned and appalled at all that happened, not even recognizing what it was fully even after they were gone. Such bad manners, however, made him very angry, and he wanted to vent his vengeance out on those who would be so unkindly and discourteous to him after they were in a pleasant place! "Scour The Area," Tear commanded the Servicemen with a sharpness in his tone that was only matched by the cut of his eyes, "And Find Our So-Called 'Friends'." Tear adjusted his jacket and promptly turned to the Little Harlequin whilst the Servicemen were bid off. "Well, you seem to be quite the little cute one, if I do say so myself~!" It seemed like he was not angry anymore, and just being cute changed his sensitive personality.

Tear M. Lacrimoso read over the card, muttering to himself to make sure he was reading it correctly. "Huh, is THAT right?" he'd say, more to himself, however. "Well, Such Or So, It Is Still Rather Rude To Not Introduce Oneself." Tear was more upset with this 'Haydee' than with the Farmer, since it was clear something was happening with the Farmer. "I Was As Polite As Possible..." Tear said, starting to well up with emotion, which caused his Soul to become turbulent. "I Just..." he'd uttered, the fluctuation of his Soul causing a wind to stir around him from its force, "... I Try So Hard To Be Nice, And..." In his oceanic eyes there would be shimmering as if he were going to break down and cry.

Tear M. Lacrimoso's Soul was powerful and could do some damage when flared up, but he wasn't too emotional yet and before he could get so emotional, his entire demeanor was changed by the Little Harlequin's antics. "Ohhh...~" Tear said, mulling over his emotions, "You're just so cute~!" With one word, Tear said, "Call Them Off," and the Servicemen would cease the manhunt. "But Continue To Scout," he'd command them, knowing that there were others that Tear could possibly befriend. "Easier to find people in numbers." He giggled to himself. "Now, what's your name, little cute one?" Tear gave his signature deadly nonchalant smile and became cool and composed, which is what he was like normally, ironically.

Tear M. Lacrimoso nodded his head, continuing to hold his signature deadly nonchalant smile. "I see..." he'd say softly, closing his eyes. "Little Cute One is a nice nickname I'll give to you, specially from me." Tear, suddenly composed, would bow to the Little Harlequin and say formally, "I am Tear Lacrimoso. Nice to meet you."

Tear M. Lacrimoso continued to smile softly, gazing at the little cute one with eyes shimmering with adoration. His face nor his expression did not break this time, however, and the more he contained and controlled his emotions, the more his Soul swelled up around him. It was calm and gentle, like the water, and made the air aqueous, yet still breathable, almost like being in a bubble. The Little Harlequin was within range of this, and suddenly, it would hear Tear speaking without moving his mouth. "Let Me Show You Something..." said Tear from his Soul. "I Can Communicate Using The Wavelengths In The Air Like They Are Water, And Each Ripple From My Soul Makes A Sound..." It sounded echoey, but was clear all the same. "You Are... In My Soul Now... Little Cute One..."

Tear M. Lacrimoso chuckled lightly, placing his elbow on the table with a hand under his chin to support his head and gazing into the eyes of the little cute one. "Look Into Your Soul And Speak To Me From It..." Tear had an expression on his face that seemed passionate; like he wanted to connect in a deeper fashion.

Tear M. Lacrimoso wasn't moving his lips at all whilst he was talking; he kept his signature deadly nonchalant smile upon his face. He allowed his Soul to swell up larger and engulf the area, causing an aqueous distortion that made the area like breathable water. "You Don't Need To Speak With Your Lips," Tear noted, floating upward from the table, then over to the Little Harlequin, "Just From Your Soul, Little Cute One." He hoped that the Little Harlequin had a soul. "I Really Want To Hear What It Sounds Like..." He fluttered his eyes. "Your Soul."

Tear M. Lacrimoso chuckled lightly, hovering a bit closer to the Little Harlequin and then reclining forward in the air, placing his other hand under his chin and locking his fingers whilst still gazing at the little cute one with his oceanic eyes, which gleamed even brighter in the Wavelength of his Soul. "It's Supposed To Be Personal. I Like Having Deep, Personal Interaction With People." Tear actually had a passion for getting to know people in depth, and this little cute one was no exception. "Come. Let Me See The Purest Form Of You And Hear What It Has To Say." Finally, he closed his eyes, opening his ears as if awaiting something.

Tear M. Lacrimoso had been resting himself and meditating at a nearby tree, achieving a zen for himself that allowed homeostasis with his soul and nature. As he did this, his Soul lifted him from the ground and he hovered midair. However, at the sound of other life forms, his focus suddenly broke slightly and he fell to the ground on his feet. "Hmm..." he pondered, eavesdropping on the conversation after it broke his concentration, still maintaining his Soul at a certain Wavelength.

Tear M. Lacrimoso had been in meditation the entire time, having the capacity to keep the loud noises from intruding on his Spiritual Energy and the power of his meditation with his Soul. However, with all of the energy that the commotion created, he sensed it from the tree he was in, lying down pensively in his normal black jacket and tight fitting pants. His silver hair shimmered the same way his eyes did as he opened them at the feeling of someone's peril. "Hmmm..." His glistening eyes cut in the direction of the commotion as he whispered something out loud incoherently. Sooner or later, a replica of Tear, only wearing an authoritative looking hat and bearing a mechanical disposition walked up to the event inquiring, "How may I be of service?"

Tear M. Lacrimoso had a Serviceman, who was the Mechanica duplicate of Tear, to assist, as was by protocol, with the situation. When it was not responded to, it defaulted to its original Serviceman functions and went into 'Standby' mode. Tear, on the other hand, continued to watch from afar, letting his Soul swell up and engulf the tree, harmonizing with it and its Wavelength of growth and pulsation of its life force. To Tear, it felt like an extension of himself. He did not take his eye off of the situation, however.

Tear M. Lacrimoso watched on as the Serviceman spoke up automatically. "If you have a concussion, I can nurse you back to health with a medical kit within my compartment." Tear flashed his signature deadly nonchalant smile and spoke up, saying from the tree loud enough to hear, "Or I can bring in another Mechanica meant to treat wounds." A 'Medical' Mechanica, which had more specificity than a general standard Serviceman.

Tear M. Lacrimoso meditated on his Soul in the tree that he'd unified with before. It wasn't a Weeping Willow, his favorite type of tree, but it was a living creature all the same, and he felt it in his Spirit. He was meditating in order to raise his Spiritual Energy to its most maximum amount so that he could take on his next form, but something in his Soul twinged when someone came into vicinity of his Wavelength. "Oh, Little Cute One!" he called out from the tree, "Are you enjoying yourself?"

Tear M. Lacrimoso gazed at the Little Harlequin with shimmering eyes, emblazoned with passion and glimmering with interest. The Little Cute One did not speak, so Tear was all too interested in the Soul of the little one and how it sounded, as well as the little one, itself. "Do you mind a little company?" Tear asked, letting his legs swing from the tree branch he was in.

Tear M. Lacrimoso clapped his hands joyously as the eggs were all stacked up to the tenth. "Amazing, Little Cute One!" he honored, before doing an unnecessary back flip and spin out of the tree he was in and landing acrobatically on his feet with a very light tap. "I'll come join you then." As Tear drew closer, a deck of cards appeared, and he sat down before them, inquisitively inspecting them up and down whilst preparing for himself a piece of cake to eat. "Yours?" he insisted immediately, believing that the Little Harlequin would have a deck of cards, like Tear did when he was being a jester as Tabrynth.

Tear M. Lacrimoso certainly was piqued in interest about both the Little Harlequin and the mysterious deck of cards, but got distracted by the little toys that the Little Harlequin pulled out of its hat. "Oh My, How Cute, Little Cute One~!" Tear's Spirit swelled up and he became more emotional rather than calm and collected, since he really liked toys. "May I Play?" He kept his eyes on the deck of cards, though, because he was no slouch when it came to his perception. "And, Those Cards?"

Tear M. Lacrimoso was astounded by this display, though he knew there was a logic to it that he wanted to decipher. He'd seen plenty of things in his day, but that didn't make this any less interesting. "Why, a card trick, eh?" Tear was tempted to make contact with the cards, but instead went for the small toys instead and started making little plane noises when he found a choo-choo train. "Vrreeeeeeeeewwwww~!!!" His Soul started to waver, however, and lessen in intensity the less concentrated he was.

Tear M. Lacrimoso's Soul couldn't help but feel the movements of Wavelengths in the area based on his sensitivity to the situations around him and he became more composed. He put the toy train down and began to critically analyze the situation, wondering what sort of trap this figure on the card could have gotten himself into. "Any idea what we should do about this, Little Cute One?" Tear asked, suddenly becoming more composed about himself and placing a hand on his chin pensively.

Tear M. Lacrimoso could feel something in his Soul when the Wavelength of the one inside of the card shifted, even slightly, which caused Tear's eyes to cut toward the card and critically analyze it. "Oh, Wait!" he cried out to the Little Harlequin, "Don't Destroy It! I Can Feel His Soul!" Tear hadn't ever shown anyone his powers, but he was able to change into pure Soul Energy, as well as change other things into pure Soul Energy by harmonizing with them. "Maybe I Can Get Him Out With A Soul Resonance..." Tear closed his eyes and touched the card, starting to synchronize his Wavelength with it, attempting to connect to the one inside of the card.

Tear M. Lacrimoso felt the crack in the card as if it were himself and winced a bit, feeling pain. "Ngh! Don't Do That!" he said, knowing that the Little Harlequin was just being curious. "It Can Damage The Both Of Us While I'm Resonating," Tear explained, upping his resonance to harmonize with the one inside of the card and get them out. "I Can Change You Into Soul Energy If You Open Your Soul To Me, And Get You Out!" Tear explained, maintaining his focus and concentration whilst he did so.

Tear M. Lacrimoso was displeased to have been bopped like that, and his eyes became cold and sharp. He suddenly had the disposition of a cold-blooded person and he grimaced at the both of them, shaking his head slowly. "I See," were the last words he said before he resorted to using gestures like the other two were. He raised his hand up and waved it casually, then crossed the other over his chest making an X to show them something about how they were treating him. He quickly hopped back and jumped back into the tree, eyes as sharp as a shard of glass, glinting like a mirror's edge. He would let the two of them resolve it and would join them after the dilemma was resolved.

Tear M. Lacrimoso notices that there is a new presence within his Soul Wavelength and begins to analyze it, keeping a cold and calculating expression on his face as he rests in the tree.

Tear M. Lacrimoso continued to eye the crowd with sharp eyes, reclining back on a branch in the tree.

Tear M. Lacrimoso continued to watch the interactions, feeling everything around him and suddenly feeling better once he watched everyone do their thing. He continued to kick back and watch, knowing that it was best to leave everyone to their own.

Tear M. Lacrimoso continues to open his senses to everyone in the area, listening intently to what was going on. He did not concern himself with them this time, and instead allowed his Soul to recover.