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

[S. Mortem]

There's not much she has to say when Capone appears, as a number of members have beat her to the punch, so she simply comments, "I'm not trying to poison anyone. I promise no one's getting hurt." No one that she likes, anyhow, but she doesn't elaborate, as there's no need to. Instead, she tries to ignore the majority of the commotion, simply offering Prestige a smile as he places himself at one of her sides. Now there's someone she likes, and would quite literally die for. As she's smiling at him, she's distracted by a presence. At first, it's Isolde, the only one to come up, but then there's more.

An unmistakable (and unmissable) presence. Her gaze follows after the maltese tiger as he makes his way through the crowd, and she swears she can hear the fast beating of her heart. Even after all this time, she feels something, but isn't quite sure what to do with that budding emotion, so she just stares. "Felix," she greets, breathless, as he takes his spot beside her. She thinks about how much that's exactly where she wants him, and after a few moments, his tail laid across her own is the most calming thing in the room.

With her attention so intent on Felix, everything else is background noise.

She hears a warning, vaguely, that seems to escape Jiyu's lips, but the words don't completely register in her mind. When she turns her head to try and better focus on the calico, she's met with an unfamiliar face. "Move?" The word slips from her lips, a confused expression appearing across her face, mere moments before the newcomer is lunging. Sola never had a chance.

The air is knocked out of her lungs, body being thrown back against the floor, the weight of the lioness entirely unexpected. For a few moments, she's gasping, vision blurry, the world seeming to violently spin around her. She can't breathe... She can't— Blindly, without thought, she kicks out her hind legs in an attempt to claw any part of her attacker's underside. It's a desperate move, and one that she should have probably thought through, considering how close the lioness' claws are to her throat.

Out of the corner of her eye, she sees Prestige move, and she can feel her heart drop.
"Pres!" She calls out his name before she can stop herself, and she can feel her desperation grow. "Stop, stop, stop... No one do anything." While it's often a member's immediate reaction to protect the leader, she's hoping none of them go against her word. As Pey just so recently said, it is law. For a few moments, in this situation, her selfishness disappears, with selflessness in it's place. She's not going to put any of her members in danger solely to protect herself. Not now. She may be a survivor willing to go to great lengths to keep her head, but she has to put these individuals above herself, for once. She just promised she wouldn't let them get hurt.

Breathing heavily, she stares up at the lioness through caramel eyes. "You haven't killed me," is murmured by the cheetah, a somewhat surprised tone accompanying the comment, although she does her best to stay composed. "Which means you must want something. Spit it out." She doesn't know whether she'd prefer to be right or wrong.

ooc this is a mess cause i didn't want the post to be Super Long by addressing everyone/everything and i kept skipping around while writing rip