Roy couldn't sleep. He couldn't close his eyes for five minutes without seeing that abomination that Hughes created in the attempt to send himself back to Amestris. Who to think Roy only managed to get a glimpse of the horrifying creature, and it still has managed to make it's way into his head. It was like a cruel reminder, that he failed on protecting his friend from the taboo. So, instead of laying in his room all night, staring at the ceiling, the melanistic bobcat decided to take a walk. And when he came padding by the Starpool, he felt a moment of déjà vu when his gaze landed on the ghostly, lion spirit.

His ears pinned back to his skull when the lion yawned, letting out a small roar in the process. Surely if Roy wasn't close, if he had been padding elsewhere in the territory- he would hear it. And probably come to investigate it. His blue eyes narrowed as he looked at Anakin, reminding the first time he saw something similar to this. It was when he was a new member here, the same spirit had been padding through the Starpool, as if it was no big deal. And now, here he was again, this time standing on the water. It looked like he was waiting for someone this time around, Roy wasn't sure what he wanted with them.

"Who the hell are you? What do you want with us?" The grief stricken male spoke up, hoping to catch their attention, gaze locking onto Anakin. "I've seen you here before, meaning this is the second time you've trespassed onto our territory. You better start explaining!"

If she hadn't been so deeply wrapped up in her own head, perhaps Margaery would have shown a glimmer of emotion as she approached the trio. Instead, her lifeless copper eyes simply fell upon the ghost and she idly wondered if she had jurisdiction to tell it that it could not be here without the interest of joining. Ghosts were not governed by the same rules as mortals (or in her case, immortals). They were already deceased and, in a way, had access to the world at their own will. She really doubted that she could attempt to enforce anything differently but for the sake of her clan, she figured that she had to try.

Expelling a faint sigh, the borderline-ravenous appearing vampire would fixate her dull gaze upon Anakin. [color=#b14767]"Unfortunately," She began in a soft, hoarse voice, waves of nausea generated from her children themselves washing over her, [color=#b14767]"This is clan territory. I'm not sure if it'd be wise for you to remain here without the intent of joining." And especially if you plan to haunt our members. This ghostly being didn't look malevolent though... if anything, he radiated a sort of nobleness- a recognizable prowess that revealed good intention. [color=#b14767]"Or, you could wait for our leader to arrive and allow him to make the decision," She continued, the monotone of her voice breaking a bit as she mentioned 'her leader'. The moment Bastilleprisoner arrived would be the moment she departed. No questions asked. [color=#b14767]"The choice is yours."

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Well, that certainly wasn't an answer Roy was expecting. He was almost taken aback when the ghostly lion spoke up to him specifically- did Roy really look that sad? He knew that his clanmates were aware that Roy was taking Maes death badly, but he thought he at least hid his emotions when he was out in the territory. He has no relation to Anakin, nor does he knew him at all. So it surprised him when he heard those words come out of the lion's jaws, keeping his mouth firmly shut. He wasn't about to say thank you- he does not need a stranger's pity. It was strange that Anakin made a quick poem that happened to have Starrynight's name in it, the male was unsure if it was just a coincidence or not. He decided to make no comment on it, ears pricking up at Anakin's next few sentences.

Neither of Roy's questions were answered. There was no name given, nor was there any real explanation as to why he's currently at their starpool. Roy wasn't sure if he was suppose to recognize the family name Anakin gave to him, but unfortunately there was no recollection in Roy's mind. He's never heard of the Skywalker family before. The explanation Anakin gave didn't make that much sense either. What does he mean that he's one with the force? The Flame Alchemist thought to himself, calculating thinking of any kind of possibilities. Anakin made it sound like it was a common term, as if everyone should know what it is. What does it mean? And why does he say it's strong here? He's not really giving us a great reason as to why hes trespassing- he shouldn't just be able to wander through our territory because 'the force' is 'strong' here.

Thank goodness, someone else arrived. Roy looked over at the sound of paw steps, his gaze landing onto Margaery. She seemed to have the same thoughts as Roy, but she certainly worded it far better than he did. Roy was harsh with his words, which might be a reason why he didn't get a true answer like he hoped for. Maybe this time around, Anakin will actually give some legit answers, Roy won't be pleased if the ghostly lion dodges around her questions with his confusing sayings.