05-20-2021, 03:33 PM
Recently, things had been... strained, for Lumia. The Coalition's actions had gotten to her, and while she felt no remorse about what she had done to their members, everything else that had happened had certainly gotten under her skin. Diya nearly dying, Michael's actual death... it had been brutal, and awful, and she hated it. Still, she couldn't just hide inside her home and close her eyes to the world as a whole. She still had duties as a privateer, not to mention the fact that she wanted to make sure everyone else within The Typhoon stayed safe. They had just gotten Danny and Vayne back... she wasn't gonna avoid the border and risk losing them or anyone else again. Of course, she doubted any potential kidnapper would go through the trouble of ringing the bell.
The young Cipher arrived not all that long after Keona, her tail twitching behind her as she settled down beside the dealer. She offered Gweyir a slightly strained smile, adding onto Keo's little greeting with her own words, "Do you maybe need a place to stay...?" That was usually the case with someone who came to the border who didn't smell of any other group. If they did carry the scent of another group, she generally assumed they were here to ask for help, or maybe bring some gifts with them.
The young Cipher arrived not all that long after Keona, her tail twitching behind her as she settled down beside the dealer. She offered Gweyir a slightly strained smile, adding onto Keo's little greeting with her own words, "Do you maybe need a place to stay...?" That was usually the case with someone who came to the border who didn't smell of any other group. If they did carry the scent of another group, she generally assumed they were here to ask for help, or maybe bring some gifts with them.
☆ — something's going on underneath your skin
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LUMIA CIPHER
[glow=#000,2,300]MIA — FEMALE — DOMESTIC FELINE — THE TYPHOON — [glow=#000,2,300]TAGS[/glow]
