prince of the dark and the dead will walk / MEETING 11/11

[ICARUS]

[align=center][div style="max-width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9.5pt; line-height: 1.4;letter-spacing:.1px"]Percy had never been to a meeting before. Really, he'd never been much of anywhere before, but that's beside the point. As always, the young tiger cub is curious — really, really curious. He had followed the sound of voices and arrived just in time to catch his name. Welcome, huh? That's sure nice of him. The boy slips through bodies to the front of the crowd so he can see better, warm brown eyes wide and awed. He hesitates for a moment at the gesture towards the red liquid, mostly not understanding what it means. "Am I supposed to drink that?" he asks hesitantly as he glances around, voice soft so as to not interrupt too much. For now, he doesn't move and simply listens to the rest of what goes on. Promotions (which he doesn't understand), titles (which he also doesn't understand, but hey he got something cool), and politics (which he really doesn't understand). Perhaps that's for the best, even though it makes him curious.

"Sephiroth?" The tiger cub's voice is hesitant. "What'd they do? The Typhoon?" The other lady says something about Sunhaven and he's sorta given up on understanding anything that went on in this place, but "allies" seems to be an important word.