A meeting for the clans to discuss their activities and politics which includes the world’s best leader: himself. Jervis found very much pressure in sharing his side of the story. Any chance to gloat about his success was sure to catch his attention, hence why the lanky Fox was here today, and especially if that chance included doing it to fellow royals. How... astounding.

In the depths of the shadows Jervis lurked. He was awaiting the chance to have a dramatic entrance.

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[member=3458]PHOENIX[/member] [member=1477]Crow Roux[/member]

ϟ GOLDENLUXURY "GOLDIE" ROUX ϟ
noun
ϟ the clash between the eye and the raging storms. ϟ the healing warmth of the sun and the raw brutality of the seas. ϟ the self-fulfilling prophecy and the stolen future. ϟ
"I AM GOLDENLUXURY ROUX."

The last two meetings had been unproductive and she was in no hurry to get to this one because of it, despite the seemingly new and faster political climate the groups are taking these days. Everyone seems to be getting new leaders, different traditions, and whatever else they feel like changing. The pirates needn't such grand changes. They adapt, easing into different situations as they need, and it will always be that way for them. Even the stepping down of her papa was something others could have been able to foresee, not just herself, as the quartermaster and his daughter. It was obvious in the way he moved those days, even if she had not been certain she would be ready, or even deserve such an honor. But, her stepping up did not feel so unnatural as she was worried it may. They were all prepared. This was not to call her crew predictable, but instead prove they'd never needed such grand changes. The ocean was unpredictable and uncontrollable, it is only natural they would plan for anything and everything within the confines of reality. Tihs meeting only distracted them from that preparing, but if others did make their way here this time, perhaps it could simply be a part of it. She is willing to give it a final chance, at least, especially with these changing climates. The only ones who'd not been relevant to them as of late is Tanglewood, but that may change soon enough, too, depending where upcoming deals take them.

And, to her pleasant (sort of) surprise, she would end up finding two...well, no faces, but scents here already. The captain held her head high, looking over the scene quietly as she approaches. "I was beginnin' t' think I wouldn' even show up to these anymore," she'd comment as she sat down, recognizing both the smell of the Rosebloods and the Pitt. Both of them had caught her interest in different ways, her respect towards Jiyu clear, and Jervis...well, she wouldn't exactly say she respects the greedy fox, but he has held her attention, even if for just a brief period of time. "Firs' time there's been anybody besides myself...n' Sephiroth, briefly." The female explains a bit further, knowing the two probably wouldn't have understood the context otherwise. It is honestly probably for the better none of the leaders showed up before, even just Sephiroth's wish of luck in her leadership struck a nerve. What a bitch he was for pretending like that. Who knows what would have happened if Ninazu or Stryker ever showed their ugly asses. Lucky for them, though, they're dead...according to Jervis, anyway. "Why're ya both hidin'? Scared?" she stated this in a teasing manner, a small smirk upon her features. Might as well keep things lighthearted. What they were going to discuss, she wasn't even totally sure, but they'd all have to figure it out together.