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Ivy had been watching it all from the garden. The moment she heard the clacking echo of Lust's slutty heels on the marble temple floor, she had taken cover and had been peeking in the window the entire time, watching as Courage entered, and soon joining them, Pride and Sloth. Sloth just sat there like a lazy lump on the floor. She tripped, but she didn't even bother to get up. "How can she be so carefree?" Ivy's internal voice spoke to herself. "I can be like that too... I can not give a crap about anything. You just watch, tonight when we're laying in bed, we're not going to think about how you're not Master's favorite, or how nobody pays attention to you. Or how you receive so little attention as a sin. We're going to fall right asleep, because we're lazy. Just. Like. Sloth." And there was Pride, making his rounds, making sure to steal the hearts of every woman he deemed attractive. If Sloth even had a heart.

Courage just sat there awkwardly. Virtues were so annoying. They always thought they were better than the sins.

Ivy finally decided to enter into the temple, making her presence known. Oh, but real quick she had to pick the most beautiful pink lily that was blooming right before her. She slipped it behind her ear, brushing back her silky, flowing, grass-green hair so that it wouldn't cover the flower's spectacle.

She practically stomped her way into the temple, her bare feet making loud slapping noises against the hard marble. "Well well. Look who decided to show up. Lust, I see you can't keep it in your dress for more than 5 minutes. How long have you been here and you've already got 2 boyfriends? That's pathetic. A new low for you. I would never stoop so low." Ivy scoffed, turning her head the other way, hoping that Lust wouldn't retort. "Her insults are always so much better than mine..." she thought to herself. "Hey Pride, why even bother? We all know where Sloth is supposed to have a heart she just has a pillow. A little cushy heart-shaped pillow." she said, addressing Verda's attempts at being charming to the most uninterested of all sins.

"Oooh, that was kinda clever, hehe" Ivy danced around in small circles, her whimsical dress flowing gracefully in wave-like patterns in the wind. Flowers from all over the dress that Ivy had picked and stuck to herself had fallen onto the floor, leaving a trail of petals and leaves wherever she danced. She was wearing this self-pleased smile, thinking as though she had (hopefully) successfully offended one of the sins. Of course, in reality nobody ever took anything she said particularly seriously. But any amount of confidence, no matter how short-lived, was important to Ivy.

"Courage, where's the rest of your crew? Did they all decide to throw themselves to the Angels when they heard you'd be here?" she giggled. Ivy always preferred using the Virtues' and Sins' "title names" because she didn't want them thinking she liked them. So she used their "fake" names as a way to further distance herself from them all. She also thought some of them tended to get offended when their real names weren't used, so she figured if there was any other way she could inconvenience everyone she would go for it.