i can show you the devil / hp meeting

[ROSEMARY]

[align=center]SHE LOST HER VOICE DOWN BY THE RIVER, SCREAMING FOR COURAGE

Sour about arriving late, the young physician walked in on quite pawsteps. Those odd eyes of hers took in the three higher ups already in attendance, noting the gloom around Sephiroth and Eddie’s unusual aura stability. The ocelot, having visited the leader’s chambers once before, took her seat on an odd pillow lying about on the floor – putting her at the edge of the little group. The healer never managed well around crowds, especially in enclosed spaces such as these.

Her ears flicked as she stared at Jiyu for a few moments; the aura of the vizier troubled her more than most other members, and Rosemary found it odd how nobody appeared to notice the obvious turmoil that bothered the calico. Of course, only Rosemary and others with clairvoyance had such a convenient look into other’s emotional state. But given her social isolation and the coven she grew up in, the witch assumed everyone else saw auras with the same ease that one saw colors.

Attempting to use her mental abilities to nudge Jiyu’s mental state towards a soft pea green happiness, she narrowed her eyes in concentration. But she soon enough turned back to Sephiroth, supposing the meeting would start soon now that all the higher ups came.