reaching for tomorrow as i scream for you / joiner

[number nine.]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Nine had come to terms with the fact that this wasn't the world that she was originally from. Despite the existence of her beloved Lewis in this world, that didn't mean that everybody else she cared about was here, or that any of the groups she had known of in her childhood actually existed here. Sure, a couple of people had mentioned groups that sounded vaguely familiar while she was traveling, but none of them were overly intimately known to her, and it could have just been a false familiarity that she felt while she had felt so lonely and lost. Needless to say, both The Rift and The Rebellion of Terminus were familiar names to the former Exiles warrior, but she had never visited either of the groups personally, and for all she knew, both of them were now destroyed and left to dust while she had been gone. She felt bad for those that had once lived in either of these groups if this was the case – Lucent included – but honestly she couldn't feel too sad about groups in her old world, since it had been left so far behind her now.

Sighing almost wistfully, Nine slowly moved over to come up beside Tena, sitting back and tilting her head to one side to look Lucent over. She had seen plenty of wolves before in her life, but the darker varieties had always been the most interesting looking to her, since they seemed vaguely like they were made out of shadows. Tail flicking from side to side behind her as she settled beside Tena, she meowed in her oddly deep and masculine voice, courtesy of the body that she was currently inhabiting, "'Ello from me as well. My name is Number Nine." She dipped her head politely to Lucent and stretched her legs out in front of her, a pleasant stretch popping her spine as she did so.