THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING | MEETING 6.25

[Amren]

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Of course Amren followed after Cain, quite the wicked grin dancing upon her crimson lips. Somebody was in a good mood and she, in spite of herself and her general foul disposition, couldn’t help but indulge in some of those feelings too. Embers jumped from her skin, reddening her cheeks naturally with their heat. Compared to the electric darkness that was her commander, she looked like an open flame- dangerous, lethal, and incredibly ready for the boy to get on with it and tell them what there was to hear.

Crossing her arms over her chest, Amren would simply resort to waiting (as much as she hated to), intrigue sparkling within silver eyes.  This better be good.