Tirian picked the doll up out of the corner of the room, it wasn't that she was staring blankly at him, because she couldn't stare at all. Viila had bound and gagged her and stuck her berefit of any clothing with her face to the wall. His eyebrows raised, he unwound the bindings from the poor thing. Wondering idly what "Emily" could have done, to warrant such punishment. He stared at the doll, the glass eyes stared back up at him. It was slightly un-nerving that his mate chose to carry this poor broken thing around. It was no small plaything. It was near half the size of Viila herself. It's cold white porcilin rattled like an old dry skeleton. The hair had been replaced, and her make up carefully repainted, by Viila he supposed. He bent and picked up the discarded clothing, and sat in a chair with the thing in his lap. Redressing the doll he mused in Vii's attraction to it. It was small and childlike, with half its fingers broken off. He could see how she would see herself in the small thing. Grasping it by it's jaw, he settled the doll on the table before him. " now what secrets are you keeping for our dear doll, hm?" He only wished it could tell him. Contents: Furniture- Veranda Cafe Soul Vampire- LSA midnight prince hair Maya's BJD Amariee- HG's Texture LM APOLLONIUS Yup. still stuck on the Vampire but at least it's her other half this time.. :D Thanks for looking :)