06-04-2018, 12:16 AM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Suiteheart sauntered over, headed tilted back just slightly to view Bastilleprisoner. Her baby blue eyes glittered with uncertainty and regret for a few seconds before shifting into her natural confident and mellow stare. Though she appeared fine outwardly, her mind was a whirlwind. She was mad at Bast, but she wasn't at the same time. She did feel terrible about what she had said to him while he was drunk, however. God, she felt so bad about that.
Shaking these thoughts from herself with a flick of her tail, the white feline took a seat beside Joel. She offered the injured wolf a small smile in greeting before casting her gaze onto Bastilleprisoner. He seemed better equipped for this meeting, and she found herself letting out a breath she did not know she was holding back. She had been so worried for Bast - she still was - when this all started, but it was nice see he was trying.
She angled her ears forward as she listened to the first news of the meeting. Newcomers. She would nod and offer a 'welcome,' to them all before returning her full focus on the younger feline. After he spoke of June ceremonies, she found herself frowning. Maes' funeral would be soon. With Roy at its helm, she hoped the poor flame alchemist would be alright.
Next on the agenda were demotions and promotions. She simply nodded at the demotion note, not quite feeling up to the task of saying she was sorry to Rad. Grudges were hard things to break. However, she did smile brightly at the list of promotions and shout outs. She opened her mouth to shout out her congratulations when her name was called. She took note of the pause, and she tried to dismiss it. With everything that had transpired between she and Bast, though, it was difficult to drop the thought that the pause meant something... more. Even so, she meowed, "Thank you. I won't let you down." 'Not again.' "Congrats to everyone promoted and those that got shout outs."
Her mind was again spinning. She was so wrapped up in that simple pause that she almost missed his words about Tanglewood. A dark, angry look passed over her snow-white features. Tanglewood? Of all places? Starrynight was an endless enigma. "Hey, Bast? Be careful okay? They weren't too thrilled to see Margy and I when we delivered news about Starry." The tone of her voice was soft, motherly - a far cry from the venom she'd spat at him a few days ago. Concern was alight in her eyes as well, and she wondered if he'd even care about what she had to say.
[color=#99182C][b]"And I can host weekly tasks if we need to. Like, if no one steps forward, I got it."
Shaking these thoughts from herself with a flick of her tail, the white feline took a seat beside Joel. She offered the injured wolf a small smile in greeting before casting her gaze onto Bastilleprisoner. He seemed better equipped for this meeting, and she found herself letting out a breath she did not know she was holding back. She had been so worried for Bast - she still was - when this all started, but it was nice see he was trying.
She angled her ears forward as she listened to the first news of the meeting. Newcomers. She would nod and offer a 'welcome,' to them all before returning her full focus on the younger feline. After he spoke of June ceremonies, she found herself frowning. Maes' funeral would be soon. With Roy at its helm, she hoped the poor flame alchemist would be alright.
Next on the agenda were demotions and promotions. She simply nodded at the demotion note, not quite feeling up to the task of saying she was sorry to Rad. Grudges were hard things to break. However, she did smile brightly at the list of promotions and shout outs. She opened her mouth to shout out her congratulations when her name was called. She took note of the pause, and she tried to dismiss it. With everything that had transpired between she and Bast, though, it was difficult to drop the thought that the pause meant something... more. Even so, she meowed, "Thank you. I won't let you down." 'Not again.' "Congrats to everyone promoted and those that got shout outs."
Her mind was again spinning. She was so wrapped up in that simple pause that she almost missed his words about Tanglewood. A dark, angry look passed over her snow-white features. Tanglewood? Of all places? Starrynight was an endless enigma. "Hey, Bast? Be careful okay? They weren't too thrilled to see Margy and I when we delivered news about Starry." The tone of her voice was soft, motherly - a far cry from the venom she'd spat at him a few days ago. Concern was alight in her eyes as well, and she wondered if he'd even care about what she had to say.
[color=#99182C][b]"And I can host weekly tasks if we need to. Like, if no one steps forward, I got it."
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE