WE COULD BE FREE // open, the rosebloods

[hana.]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; text-align: justify;"]넌 불 보듯이 뻔해 ♡ - The Typhoon! Nanohana was considerably more excited to visit this ally, and the Oriental mixbreed did little to hide the fact. It was nothing personal against Tanglewood, of course, but to know she could be working closely alongside the group that had offered her shelter if even for a night was an exciting prospect. She remembered some of the names of those that had been present when she stayed - Goldie, Bakugou, Linux, some other L name - how many would be present today? Today would (hopefully) be the day she met Pincher, as well. Copper eyes surveyed the vaguely familiar surroundings of the tropical island, white toes curling pleasantly into the warm sands. Much more pleasant than the dunes of the Rosebloods, but considerably more humid - at least she could cool off in the deserts compared to heavy beaches. Unlike the first time Nanohana arrived at the edges of the Typhoon's main isle, the girl was without her dragon companion by her side. Instead he was circling the distant ocean, albinistic scales glittering in the harsh sunlight. It hurt Hana's eyes to look at, truthfully, so instead she kept her gaze fixed solely ahead. She missed the shade of the drake's wings, however.

"This is it," she hummed to Jiyu, turning her head to the side to observe the calico Roseblood. The scenery of the island was as nice as Nanohana remembered it, but it seemed she downplayed the humidity to herself. Quickly flicking her gaze back to the brush, the feline would call out: "Hello! I am Nanohana, Pharaoh of the Rosebloods." Radically different from when she stayed the night a nobody. "I'd like to speak with Pincher, or your second-in-command, or whoever. Anyone."

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