10-21-2018, 09:13 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: black;"]"Such a pessimist."
The observation was clipped and cold and fell almost too easily from the lips of Agathe upon her arrival, her gaze not upon Eleanor but rather, Gabe. His attitude was one that succeeded in rubbing her the wrong way, a frustrated huff tumbling from her mouth as she reminded herself yet again that she was in no position to execute people for simply stating the wrong thing at the wrong time anymore. She might have been the heir to the Ironbeaks but here, she was just another Ascendant. She couldn't afford to be anything else, not without risking her life anyways, and that sacrifice of power came with new implications on how she could act.
So Agathe decided to tear her attention from him and focus it on this Eleanor, vaguely wondering how Oni would react to discover that another Mikaelson had found their way home. What a peculiar family it was, all reuniting because their matrons had passed or something like that. Honestly, the details were still fuzzy in her mind. She was about to speak again when Clementine beat her to it, not that she minded entirely. Remaining silent was not something that succeeded in bothering her nor had it ever. Besides, children still made her uncomfortable - especially the children here. They were so soft. Rolling her shoulders, the cloaked lieutenant would angle her rounded ears forward before deciding that she might as well introduce herself. "My name is Agathe Ashyver, by the way. I believe that you'll be..." She paused, contemplating her next words very carefully, "Well received here."
The observation was clipped and cold and fell almost too easily from the lips of Agathe upon her arrival, her gaze not upon Eleanor but rather, Gabe. His attitude was one that succeeded in rubbing her the wrong way, a frustrated huff tumbling from her mouth as she reminded herself yet again that she was in no position to execute people for simply stating the wrong thing at the wrong time anymore. She might have been the heir to the Ironbeaks but here, she was just another Ascendant. She couldn't afford to be anything else, not without risking her life anyways, and that sacrifice of power came with new implications on how she could act.
So Agathe decided to tear her attention from him and focus it on this Eleanor, vaguely wondering how Oni would react to discover that another Mikaelson had found their way home. What a peculiar family it was, all reuniting because their matrons had passed or something like that. Honestly, the details were still fuzzy in her mind. She was about to speak again when Clementine beat her to it, not that she minded entirely. Remaining silent was not something that succeeded in bothering her nor had it ever. Besides, children still made her uncomfortable - especially the children here. They were so soft. Rolling her shoulders, the cloaked lieutenant would angle her rounded ears forward before deciding that she might as well introduce herself. "My name is Agathe Ashyver, by the way. I believe that you'll be..." She paused, contemplating her next words very carefully, "Well received here."
[font=arial][color=#510205][size=16pt]WATCH IT [i]GROW[/i], CHILD OF WAR
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