SEVEN BILLION SOULS — MEETING & ORIENTATION [08/03]

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[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; text-align: justify;"]♛ // The Rosebloods. To see their history come to fruition before his very eyes was a sight Felix never thought he would live to see again. The past was retired to history books and wives tales, yet here it was renewed before his eyes as flesh and blood. Like a phoenix they rose again and again. Relentlessly, ruthlessly, endlessly. Cobalt eyes trailed slowly across a congregation of old and new, some faces he had known for eons while others he was just now seeing. Of course Sola would become the Leader of this ragtag group of rogues. She was someone that commanded respect, not the kind of person to take no for an answer from any source. Regality suited her in a way it did no one else. An armor of scars on her bodice, an invisible crown of bones and offal atop her head, a legion of cultists beneath her paws. Sola was the Queen of Hearts, a title she had earned herself and deserved. Marked lips curled slightly up at the thought, rounded ears flicking back as the beast rounded the edges of the crowd to approach the lady occupying his thoughts. His ex-wife, his close friend, his Leader and he would serve beneath her with pride as he had never done before for his superiors.

A slight commotion had begun by the time the monochrome wildcat arrived, fashionably late in a fashion that would quickly prove to be commonplace for the aged tiger. A small little ghost seemed to be pestering Sola - Capone, he recognized, skin prickling with annoyance as the name crossed his mind. He did not have fond memories of the feline, what he was still able to remember. His soul sat youthful in an aging husk, unwilling to jump so willingly from vessel to vessel. His gaze returned to Sola at the thought, briefly grazing over her new body. He would always prefer her as a leopard, such a graceful and powerful body that suit her so well. He supposed a cheetah sufficed well enough. Prestige already sat at Sola's side, gaze sliding next to the snow leopard and giving the slightest tilt of his head as a silent greeting. Broad paws carried him confidently upward toward Sola, rope-like tail whipping behind him as his gaze slid off both beings of flesh to instead rest on Capone as his ears inclined back to the murmurs and protests of the crowd that had gathered at Sola's call.

"Enough."

His voice was a deep rumble like that of thunder, foretelling of a coming strike. The maltese tiger comes to a slow stop alongside Sola. Felix slowly tilted his head toward her, beauty and the beast, before returning it to the crowd allowing it to slide smoothly across the gathered Rosebloods. One of the forms he almost immediately spotted in the crowd was Jiyu, a familiar face in a mass of children, newcomers, and Sola's new suitors. His stern scowl lifted into a slight grin, locking eyes with the calico as he did so. He damn near grew up with the cannibal, and even with her posture and expression void of emotion he knew her well enough to understand what she was fretting over. They did not need protection, not now. Someone would have to be a damn fool to try to attack Sola, even more so to challenge Felix to a fight. Prestige he could not speak for, but it was safe to say any harm to his fellow Advisor would be met with an unholy wrath from the aforementioned duo. Felix was not one to move past grudges and Sola's vocabulary lacked the definition of mercy. Jiyu herself had a nasty bite to that small body. Felix huffed in amusement at the thought, rolling his head to the side as his tail whipped to the side to rest atop Sola's own. Her hesitance did not go unnoticed by her longtime friend, and hopefully the contact would provide a stability she hadn't quite found on her own yet.

"An' I'm Felix."

Orientation was certainly going to be a treat Felix hadn't indulged in in many years.