01-11-2020, 01:39 PM
The maned wolf skips over at the call of their leader--she assumed that's who he was--and plopped down next to Dallas and Johnny. She listens with her typical smile, brightening slightly when she heard her name, along with those of the two next to her. "Thank you very much, mister!"
To be honest, she had no idea how ranks worked around here, nor did she know the names of any of them. She was pretty much blind to most of the group's culture and traditions, but she could at least grasp the basics. Everything else was just filler that went in one ear and came out the other. Like most things with her.
Adelaide's lively face drops slightly at the mention of the incident at the border, eyes dropping down towards the ground. She didn't know a whole lot about the group, and maybe she was a little too optimistic, but she did think there were good people there, or at least ones that weren't beyond saving. There had to be. No one was truly all bad or all good, all black or all white.
But she, of course, held her tongue. This wasn't her place to speak, she recognized, so she stayed silent. It was hard to hide a surprised expression at the mention of someone 'getting the axe.' She had seen many dark things in her life, being involved with war and the military, but she had never seen someone being executed. And frankly? She wasn't about to change that.
Now she just felt quite somber. She had hoped to hear some good news and then be on her merry way, just as cheerful as she had come, but that apparently wasn't going to happen. Not until she heard about the mask vigil.
Ade had never heard of any of the other groups he mentioned, only zeroing in on the fact that there was gonna be a fun event to attend. How fun! She would certainly be going to this mask vigil.
To be honest, she had no idea how ranks worked around here, nor did she know the names of any of them. She was pretty much blind to most of the group's culture and traditions, but she could at least grasp the basics. Everything else was just filler that went in one ear and came out the other. Like most things with her.
Adelaide's lively face drops slightly at the mention of the incident at the border, eyes dropping down towards the ground. She didn't know a whole lot about the group, and maybe she was a little too optimistic, but she did think there were good people there, or at least ones that weren't beyond saving. There had to be. No one was truly all bad or all good, all black or all white.
But she, of course, held her tongue. This wasn't her place to speak, she recognized, so she stayed silent. It was hard to hide a surprised expression at the mention of someone 'getting the axe.' She had seen many dark things in her life, being involved with war and the military, but she had never seen someone being executed. And frankly? She wasn't about to change that.
Now she just felt quite somber. She had hoped to hear some good news and then be on her merry way, just as cheerful as she had come, but that apparently wasn't going to happen. Not until she heard about the mask vigil.
Ade had never heard of any of the other groups he mentioned, only zeroing in on the fact that there was gonna be a fun event to attend. How fun! She would certainly be going to this mask vigil.