08-02-2018, 07:45 AM
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☼ - A meeting. What an unusual concept. Delphi was familiar with small congregations, little clusters of those she called friends, but never something quite so official. There had never been a need beforehand, beyond gossip circles and night time cuddles. The concept was now so childish, but it held a warm spot in Delphinium's heart. This gathering, however, was much different from those of her childhood. The eight-tailed kitsune approached the group quietly, olive eyes grazing across the small crowd that had already gathered. For once, she recognized most of those that had arrived. Not by name, but she had at the very least seen three of them before. Wordlessly taking a seat next to Stocking as she awaited Iota's arrival, Delphinium's gaze swept upward to rest solely on the unusual apparition of a leader. Delphinium had always been rather agnostic when it came to the likes of religion and the "other worlds", but with a ghost-borderline-demon demanding their attention and a fallen angel at her side, it was hard to turn a blind eye to thoughts she did not want to worry about.
Beck's words cut through her thoughts, the comforting sound of her nickname drowned in the words that surrounded it. Girlfriend? Her feathers ruffled outward at the notion, fur along her spine rising. Visibly bristled, Delphi could only respond by staring wide-eyed at Beck as he shot her a wink. Anger ran through her veins hot on the heels of embarrassment rather than invalidity, opening her mouth to retaliate but failing to speak as Beck continued on smoothly. The kitsune resigned to instead closing her mouth and brooding, fictional brows drawn tightly together in a scowl reflecting her injured pride. She had been waiting for Iota initially, but now Delphinium was glad the cherry blossom feline had not made an appearance yet. Hopefully she would have missed that little tidbit altogether. Delphi was dependant on her friend, that much she was self-aware, but she was unaware of what sort of impression it was leaving on other Tanglers. Labeling their friendship felt unnatural - although now "friendship" didn't quite seem appropriate, no label truly fit it to begin with.
More names were listed after hers, pulling her attention back up to Beck yet her soured expression remained in place. Some names she recognized, others she did not, although that was a casualty of still being so new to Tanglewood. Her name came up once more in a better context, navy hued ears inclining back as she was listed alongside Malkyn, Talia, Delilah, and "Mimi". A Chaser? She had no idea of what the title meant, nor what it entailed, but she could always pester Iota about small details. Or - or someone else Delphinium noted, making a conscious effort to slick her feathers down. News continued, and one piece of information stuck out notably to Delphinium. Malphas being promoted to Medic was rather concerning. He had just tried to commit suicide, saved only by Morgan's quick actions. It made sense for Malphas to host a therapy session, he seemed to be in need of it the most, but to burden him with more responsibilities that he had tried to run from? The mythic shifted uncomfortably at the thought, allowing her gaze to flick toward the newly promoted feline as he started to speak out against Sunhaven. He had been equally as difficult with the visitors themselves when they came on behalf of the unfamiliar group. Why did he have such a vendetta against them?
"I don't think it's too bad of an idea," Delphinium finally spoke opposition of Malphas, sliding her gaze away from the Medic as she spoke to once again rest on Beck with the remnants of a steely gaze. There was doubt that her words had any merit, regret for not standing up for herself sitting heavy in her gut, but both emotions were quickly swallowed to keep the topic relevant. "They said they also had shops, right? If we have a trade agreement with the Pitt, we could have one with Sunhaven too, so even if we aren't "allies"," Delphinium emphasized her words by raising her front paws to motion air quotes, "we have access to their services?" Selfish and underhanded, likely not even a compromise to those that don't want an alliance with them, but an idea nonetheless.
Beck's words cut through her thoughts, the comforting sound of her nickname drowned in the words that surrounded it. Girlfriend? Her feathers ruffled outward at the notion, fur along her spine rising. Visibly bristled, Delphi could only respond by staring wide-eyed at Beck as he shot her a wink. Anger ran through her veins hot on the heels of embarrassment rather than invalidity, opening her mouth to retaliate but failing to speak as Beck continued on smoothly. The kitsune resigned to instead closing her mouth and brooding, fictional brows drawn tightly together in a scowl reflecting her injured pride. She had been waiting for Iota initially, but now Delphinium was glad the cherry blossom feline had not made an appearance yet. Hopefully she would have missed that little tidbit altogether. Delphi was dependant on her friend, that much she was self-aware, but she was unaware of what sort of impression it was leaving on other Tanglers. Labeling their friendship felt unnatural - although now "friendship" didn't quite seem appropriate, no label truly fit it to begin with.
More names were listed after hers, pulling her attention back up to Beck yet her soured expression remained in place. Some names she recognized, others she did not, although that was a casualty of still being so new to Tanglewood. Her name came up once more in a better context, navy hued ears inclining back as she was listed alongside Malkyn, Talia, Delilah, and "Mimi". A Chaser? She had no idea of what the title meant, nor what it entailed, but she could always pester Iota about small details. Or - or someone else Delphinium noted, making a conscious effort to slick her feathers down. News continued, and one piece of information stuck out notably to Delphinium. Malphas being promoted to Medic was rather concerning. He had just tried to commit suicide, saved only by Morgan's quick actions. It made sense for Malphas to host a therapy session, he seemed to be in need of it the most, but to burden him with more responsibilities that he had tried to run from? The mythic shifted uncomfortably at the thought, allowing her gaze to flick toward the newly promoted feline as he started to speak out against Sunhaven. He had been equally as difficult with the visitors themselves when they came on behalf of the unfamiliar group. Why did he have such a vendetta against them?
"I don't think it's too bad of an idea," Delphinium finally spoke opposition of Malphas, sliding her gaze away from the Medic as she spoke to once again rest on Beck with the remnants of a steely gaze. There was doubt that her words had any merit, regret for not standing up for herself sitting heavy in her gut, but both emotions were quickly swallowed to keep the topic relevant. "They said they also had shops, right? If we have a trade agreement with the Pitt, we could have one with Sunhaven too, so even if we aren't "allies"," Delphinium emphasized her words by raising her front paws to motion air quotes, "we have access to their services?" Selfish and underhanded, likely not even a compromise to those that don't want an alliance with them, but an idea nonetheless.
pick out her heart with a kitchen fork
where, oh where will we go next, haunted pillow beneath my head?: