Your Complications;; Dissy.

[Jiyu Simul Stamus]

The mansion had not changed very much at all since she had last been here, at least in the eyes of most cats it had not changed whatsoever. In the vision of many felines? Jiyu did not change any during the time which had passed just as the mansion had not in their gaze. However, the calico clearly knew the lie that was, the illusion that cats had deluded themselves into believing that neither she nor the mansion had changed. Time flowed endlessly, no animal could stop that and with time came changed that could not be avoided, one's that she now had to explore since she had returned. Each step in the mansion, was an exploration of sorts, finding new boards that suddenly creaked when they had not in the past, discovering doors that had rusted shut when they had once opened, doors where the rust had grown so bad they could finally be broken into when they had been locked before. No one else wanted to see that anything had changed, but she was not such a naive fool to let herself be tricked by the nostalgic illusion of insanity that projected over most people. She was insane enough for herself!

Slightly dusty paws pressed on each board at the beginning of the hallway she stood in, sliding her paw all over the board and even slamming it in certain points. Even with footsteps light as her's? The occasional creak of a board could give her away as she wandered 'ghostly' around the halls. Most cats would think that stealth in one's own home was useless but they were naive at best and foolish at worst. If The RoseBlood's came under attack at their home, being able to maneuver around home-field with stealth could make all the difference! One did not truly have home-field unless they could keep someone else from even noticing they were there. Jiyu was never losing this place again, so this time it was appropriate to pull out all the stunts she had been hiding. Last time? She had been reluctant to actually show what she was, a killer, an assassin, an executioner, an interrogator, someone who existed to fight, cause pain and ultimately destroy life. At one time? That had been all she was, and because of that, she went so far to hide as much as she reasonably could of it. However, in order to keep what was precious, the love she had learned, she had to stay frozen.

Sliding one paw across the wood, Jiyu was easily able to make it down the hallway at last without making any sound, now her next goal would be to do the same thing, finding ways to avoid being seen or to be enabled to get the drop on another cat. Carefully she ventured halfway down the hallway and then slipped into a bookshelf, hiding easily behind a series of books that had fallen sideways making a partial triangle against the case. For the moment, she would just wait there and see if anyone noticed her. However, she wouldn't wait too long, eventually, she would come out quietly behind someone to make sure the place was viable to spring at an enemy.