RISING FROM THE ASHES // o, discovering power

[trojan g.]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%;text-align: justify;font-size: 10pt;"]It was obvious to those that had been around Sweeney long enough in the Pitt that she had her favorites in the group and her least favorites. The kitsune didn't care much for trying to spare the feelings of those she didn't like, so she didn't try and hide it. It was a waste of energy to try and pretend to like someone she didn't when it didn't benefit her, so when she had happened to pad by the river and saw Dante and Jormungand talking by it, she didn't even try to hide the look of disappointment that settled on her face. Maybe in a different lifetime she would have liked the two, but she doubted that she would ever even remotely begin to like them now considering the things that they had done since they had been in the Pitt. She didn't care though and she was sure that the two of them didn't really either, so there was no loss on either end.

When she had first seen the two talking she had been tempted to just leave, wanting to ignore them for the rest of her life or theirs - whichever ended first - but she chose to stay instead, stopping to sit and look towards the two older males before her, a snort leaving her maw as she heard the words they were speaking. "Oh please," She would begin, eyes rolling, "Branding is the least of your worries." Despite his age, he was a prisoner in the Pitt now, he wasn't even a full fledged member, he was less than her and she'd make damn sure she treated him as such.

//rushed