PEEK-A-BOO (joining!)

[rushy]

[align=center][div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify;"][size=8pt]Being alone was not something Lydia jived with often. She was often surrounded by others, ego fed on a consistent basis by some inner circle of individuals she could refer to as friends and acquaintances. Her three previous homes had all been mansions, and a big lavish house, no matter how abandoned, was still quite impressive. All narcissism aside though, Lydia didn't really like what went on in her head when she was by herself for too long. It had taken a bit of scouting to figure out somewhere else to become a member of, but as soon as she had heard of and seen The Rosebloods, that search had been immediately over. They seemed to be everything she was looking for.

The orange tabby carried herself with a measure of confidence, half-real and half-fake, as she made her way into the territory. The eerie forest, whose canopy of leaves far above her head filtered down fractals of sunlight, sending chills down her spine as she stepped carefully. She had heard they were ruthless, but since she was alone and clearly posed no real sort of threat, she hoped she wouldn't be mauled. She had just gotten herself cleaned up.

[PEYTRIVING P.]

PEYTRIVIING  M.

✯ — I KNOW WHERE YOU'VE BEEN, OH

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the mansion was definitely something to behold of when it came to terms of elegance and aesthetic. one would suspect there weren't sacrifices and blood rituals going on at all when they stepped inside. clean white tiles. extravagant furniture and linens. fancy though slightly torn curtains. a very different aura then the dungeon below, that was for sure.

the guard definitely enjoyed the mansion, though. it was big enough for them to maneuver. the hallways with high ceilings and rooms big enough for his size were much more likable than the possibility of regular holed up dens or little huts along the territory.

the only thing that seemed out of place was the stranger approaching it, and petriviing stepped toward the tabby with a calm demeanor. "do you have a reason for trespassing? not a very good first impression, by the way" they smirked, whiskers twitching as they spoke.

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✯ — GENDERLESS. THE ROSEBLOODS. HARD PHYSICALLY. MEDIUM MENTALLY. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[rushy]

[align=center][div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify;"][size=8pt]It was a good thing for Lydia's seemingly never ending bounds of narcissism. If she'd been any more sensitive then perhaps the manticore would've diminished her confidence slightly. The only thing that made her feel a bit hesitant was the sheer size of the stranger who seemed to loom over the small feline's form. She blinked up at the guard with wide eyes, looking a bit like a deer in headlights.

It took a long moment, but Lydia finally opened her mouth to speak. "Sorry about that," her voice was even and mostly courteous "I was actually looking to join... I was unsure whether to wait at the border or not."

[Jiyu Simul Stamus]

If one animal who was large compared to some domestic cat was shocking than Lydia was in for another shock. Not far behind Pey was the other guard the mansion boasted, though boasted was really the wrong word to describe someone who functioned more like a corpse than an actual living feline. Colored paws trod the ground in time with their snowy hind twins, nothing else on her seeming to move as she silently approached, breathing and heartbeat so light they almost weren't there. Jiyu stopped right beside the other guard, smaller than him but was still nearly two foot tall compared to the meager roughly ten inches most domestic cats got up to. Plus? The calico's size was rarely the intimidating thing about her. Instead, Jiyu could be frightening for some because of the sabered fangs hanging from her top jaw, and the dead absent look in her eyes, as if nothing was there even if she was staring right at them, interacting. Until someone got to know how things went, she was barely intimidating compared to larger beasts, just odd, but if someone spent long enough 'getting to know her' they'd find the twisted monster that rested inside her stoic exterior.

The other female had expressed an interest in joining, Pey was a good communicator even if he had much to learn about the world. Mismatched optics looked over and up at her fellow guard, she wasn't going to speak here, he could do the speaking and it would likely turn out much better than if she stuck her own words into it. Silence, creepy as it made her seemed, was often one of the best things she did, it took out so much risk and made protecting everyone easier. If she didn't have to strain to partake in the social setting? She could scan the surrounding area for any sign of threats, like she was doing now.

[PEYTRIVING P.]

PEYTRIVIING  M.

✯ — I KNOW WHERE YOU'VE BEEN, OH

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a small chuckle rose from them at her next words. she wasn't aware... it was cute. "it's preferred, but if you really didn't know, i'll give you a pass this time." they gave a wink to the orange tabby before continuing. "if you're looking to join, you're welcome to stay. there will be a formal ritual at the next meeting for you to complete, though prestige has alternatives if its not your forte."

they gave a sideways glance to jiyu as she came next. always so silent to appear, scared the hell out of them half the time.

"if you want a tour, i'd be more than happy to show you around. it's pretty easy getting lost here if you don't know all the landmarks yet."

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✯ — GENDERLESS. THE ROSEBLOODS. HARD PHYSICALLY. MEDIUM MENTALLY. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[sephiroth]

SEPHIROTH

MALE — ROSEBLOODS — MEMBER — HOVER FOR TAGS

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Well, this has already been dealt with but he might as well show up.  He had been passing by anyways, so no harm.  Not like he had anything else better to do.  Sephiroth slunk from the shadows, looking at the tabby cat with his luminescent eyes as he approached the group.  He would give a small polite nod towards his current groupmates, before he would look down at Lydia.  A lot of joiners had been smaller then him, if he wasn’t careful he would get a crick in his neck from looking down all the time.

”What’s your name?”  Sephiroth would inquire something he hadn’t heard yet, his voice a rumble in his chest as he stood with his fellow Rosebloods, twitching his whiskers mildly as he awaited a response.  Everything else had already been asked and answered, but the silver lion would participate in the introduction of the newbie.

#psychosocial.

[rushy]

[align=center][div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify;"]Lydia grimaced a bit, sure that her shitty first impression wasn't completely cleared yet. But hey, at least the guard didn't seem so much like they wanted to play jumprope with her intestines anymore, so that was something, right? Plus they'd winked, so brownie points, right? "Ah, alright," the tabby sighed, relieved by her acceptance into the group and listening keenly to Peytriviing's explaination, trying not to stare at the very creepy Jiyu standing next to them. "I'd really appreciate a tour, thanks a bunch! By the way... I don't think I caught either of your names...?" Ever the lighthearted, Lydia flinched once again when she noticed another looming figure approaching her small form. If the trio wanted, she was sure they could stomp her into the group and then split her three ways as a quick snack. Though he seemed polite and formal, so she swallowed her nervousness and unconsciously craned her neck to reply "I'm Lydia! Nice to meet you... What's yours?"

[sephiroth]

SEPHIROTH

MALE — ROSEBLOODS — MEMBER — HOVER FOR TAGS

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]The silvery lion would quietly hum in a thoughtful manner at Lydia’s body language upon seeing him, a single ear flicking.  He could surely knock her over by gently brushing past her and could maim her just as easy, but there was no point for such violence right now.  He certainly had power in his muscular form, but right now is a dormant and restrained easily.

”Sephiroth.”  He would say in a deep honeyed voice with a dip of his maned head, polite and professional.  He lifted his head up, his muscles relaxed as he settled his sharp eyes on the small newcomer as he spoke politely and to the point.  ”Pleasure to have you.”

#psychosocial.