FEBRUARY 2019 MASS MEETING

[Jiyu Simul Stamus]

Wouldn't have thought of having two? Jiyu was thankful she had a natural stoic expression due to being without actual emotion because it kept the pain tearing through her head from showing. Without consent, images of her brother and sister appeared behind her gaze alongside several other images of pairs or trios. Eventually she would have to devote time to figuring out what in the world was with the number two that gave her such head aches, tried to force back memories of animals she'd rather forget because they were long gone. "It provides a better balance than just one adviser." though sometimes decisions could be hard when the viziers were not of the same mind, but that was the way Jiyu liked things. In spite of her own violence, the calico was most content when everything from pacifists to mindless monsters shared the territory, the ranks, each other.

[guts]

LION-SPIRITED { .:*・°☆ } ——— [size=10pt]info

Maybe she shouldn't have been here. Her eye was still healing, though it still ached, but nevertheless, she decided to come anyway. She wasn't one to follow rules or advice, anyways.

Ymir looks over at those gathered, snorting at the sheer lack of people. This was supposed to be a mass meeting, so where was everyone? Probably sitting on their asses at home, she figures, taking a seat away from the three. She casts a glance around, an unimpressed look on her face as she waited for something to happen, or at least for others to show up. Maybe she'd come across a familiar face or two. "character's speech."

[member=1077]kade .[/member]

[teef]

ARISIDE LANECES

✯ — GIVE ME A CHANCE TO CATCH MY BREATH

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the decision really truly wasnt hers to make. she had been to the meeting only on orders from the other members of her crew. she was looking for them,  for Vincent and Ames, but she knew deep down inside that she would find nothing good there this night.

But what she wasnt expecting to see was her one-night stand, lover? she was shocked to see ymir in attendance, thinking the wolf dead for her disappearance from sunhaven territory before sunhaven joined with the ascendants to form elysium. so of course, she was both in denial and hoping it really was the one and same woman whom haunted her dreams without mercy.

the mercenary would quietly try to sniff the air before remembering her lack of ability to catch scent. frowning slightly she would sigh and slowly approaching from downwind so that the she-wolf could catch her scent. they had parted on less than ideal terms, and she wanted to fix that.

"is that you, ymir?" her trademark rough voice would ring out, thick with uncertainty.

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✯ — FEMALE. RB & SH. MODERATE-HIGH. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[guts]

LION-SPIRITED { .:*・°☆ } ——— [size=10pt]info

While she had expected to recognize a face or two, she wasn't expecting that one of those faces would be one that had crept into her mind often, especially nights on where she felt lonely and nostalgic. She was hoping for a chance to make amends, and now that it was here, she wasn't quite sure what to say, despite the way she had rehearsed it over and over again in her head. But it had gone differently in her imagination.

Ymir catches her scent before she sees her, a spike of dread driving into her stomach as she turns to face her. Whatever she had been hoping to say gets caught in her throat when she sees her, not a simple daydream, her tongue suddenly feeling like lead in her mouth. When she asks if it's her, she manages a nod, a somewhat shaky smirk unfolding on her face.

"In the flesh." she says casually, as if they had never met each other before, much less slept together. She really shouldn't think about that now, but she can't think of much else when she's staring at her, still trying to scramble for something to say to somehow fix this. "character's speech."

[teef]

ARISIDE LANECES

✯ — GIVE ME A CHANCE TO CATCH MY BREATH

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oh gods have mercy, it was ymir. staring at her former groupmate and one time lover, she licked her lips, unsure on how to approach this subject. this woman right here was worse than any curse, always on her mind, always in her dreams and making her heart skip a beat when she thought she saw her or caught her scent.

closing her eyes and rubbing at her nose, the tigress flicked her tail, trying to draw up some sort of courage that she was suddenly lacking in, to speak to ymir. she could practically taste the unease between them, the tension ready to split like thunder in the air. was she pretending that they hadn't been a thing? that there had been no sparks there that lonely night?

body shuddering for a moment as old wounds began to act up, she set an easy grin on her visage, she could play along even if this game of pretend would haunt her in the end. "nice to see you again. how are things?" she asked, shaking out her pelt as she relaxed, avoiding agitating her burn marks. "everything's quiet in elysium, no more wars or surprise attacks from the pitt. oh, that looks like it had to hurt, is it alright?" she motioned to the others missing eye.

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✯ — FEMALE. RB & SH. MODERATE-HIGH. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.