why can't i be like you? / MEETING 8.23

[Jiyu Simul Stamus]

The guard was in the position she would normally take up from every meeting, starting at the last one she had attended and on into the future. Instead of being perched among the normal crowd? The calico was standing on the lower portion of the stairs moving up towards the throne that Pres had himself perched upon for announcements, and no one could move her. Even if someone tried to move the calico by force? She would just ghost mode so they could not, she was going to protect the leader, allowing her to protect the whole group, and nothing was going to get in the way of that. None of the announcements were important in comparison to the way she swore to keep doing her job, she could care less about anything, heck even if there was one day no longer an official rank she would be doing this sort of thing because this was all she knew.

She could care less about religion, sure her mother was a daemon, but the blood that ran through her blood was thicker than such. Jiyu had proved her loyalty thicker than her own blood. What was she supposed to do besides falling into line like the good dog on a leash she always had been, snapping at the bit simply to protect something she would never truly be able to enjoy! She burned her own bridges and at least she could hold onto that, no one could take anything away from her that really mattered, except for herself.

Optics flickering to the side, the calico had an idea that presented into her head, but she chose to withhold it, for now, some old traditions should still be followed, now was not the time for her to speak. Jiyu would seek the leader out later on her own.