10-27-2018, 12:30 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color;"]It was the scent of blood that caused Agathe to arrive so quickly upon the border, a predatory gleam dancing within golden eyes as she studied Lunafreya intently. A joiner? Disappointing. She had expected - or rather hoped for - something different, something that she could have potentially struck down just to get the strange buzz of energy in her body to quiet for a moment. Hopefully, that brief look of disappointment had not been noticeable on her expression, or, if it had been, could have just as easily been mistaken as her thoughts towards this chilly rain... that, she realized as she glanced upwards for a second, was equally disappointing.
"Where did you come from?" Agathe finally inquired, shifting her position so that her red cloak no longer brushed against the ground. The last thing she wanted was for it to get muddy, especially as taking it off to clean it was not exactly the most preferable action to the Lunar Lieutenant. "My name is Agathe Ashyver, by the way," She added, her introduction more of a 'tapped on' after thought than something with deliberate consideration. They had encountered such an influx of joiners recently that she was struggling to maintain a relatively "welcoming" attitude - though Agathe would not be surprised to learn that her typical way of greeting anybody upon the border was far from welcoming. "And perhaps you should get that," She paused only to reference Lunarfreya's injuries, "checked out."
"Where did you come from?" Agathe finally inquired, shifting her position so that her red cloak no longer brushed against the ground. The last thing she wanted was for it to get muddy, especially as taking it off to clean it was not exactly the most preferable action to the Lunar Lieutenant. "My name is Agathe Ashyver, by the way," She added, her introduction more of a 'tapped on' after thought than something with deliberate consideration. They had encountered such an influx of joiners recently that she was struggling to maintain a relatively "welcoming" attitude - though Agathe would not be surprised to learn that her typical way of greeting anybody upon the border was far from welcoming. "And perhaps you should get that," She paused only to reference Lunarfreya's injuries, "checked out."
[font=arial][color=#510205][size=16pt]WATCH IT [i]GROW[/i], CHILD OF WAR
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