Maea
My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on the limb
Maea was nervous. It was a group of very dynamic personalities she had brought together, and she suspected that many were less than pleased at being here. The Grounds held more than it's fair share of memories to some, and few were good. But perhaps that was also why it was important to host this meeting, and the upcoming ball, in exactly this place.
She hovered by the doorway to greet each guest as they arrived. Offering Hadama a dimpled smile as he passed, she murmured a quiet welcome, that was repeated in order to Deimos, Evie, Sunjata and Flora. With Danta hovering by the fireplace, that made all the invited leaders accounted for; reaching for the doors, she had intended to close them quietly so that they would be undisturbed.
Except, Flora wasn't the last to arrive.
A man she had never seen before appeared in the doorway. Before Maea could speak up to ask him to leave, he announced the very last person she ever wanted to see. Not here, not now - not in a situation that resembled a story she had become intimately familiar with all too recently.
Balking at the appearance of Dahlia and the awful aura she brought with her, Remi's retelling of his encounter with this woman made it beyond stupid to do what she did. But it had to be done; so Maea raised her chin and took a single step in front of her to block the path to the chairs.
"It was no mistake," she managed to get out, surprised at how composed she sounded when it couldn't be further from the truth. "You were not invited. Please leave."
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She hovered by the doorway to greet each guest as they arrived. Offering Hadama a dimpled smile as he passed, she murmured a quiet welcome, that was repeated in order to Deimos, Evie, Sunjata and Flora. With Danta hovering by the fireplace, that made all the invited leaders accounted for; reaching for the doors, she had intended to close them quietly so that they would be undisturbed.
Except, Flora wasn't the last to arrive.
A man she had never seen before appeared in the doorway. Before Maea could speak up to ask him to leave, he announced the very last person she ever wanted to see. Not here, not now - not in a situation that resembled a story she had become intimately familiar with all too recently.
Balking at the appearance of Dahlia and the awful aura she brought with her, Remi's retelling of his encounter with this woman made it beyond stupid to do what she did. But it had to be done; so Maea raised her chin and took a single step in front of her to block the path to the chairs.
"It was no mistake," she managed to get out, surprised at how composed she sounded when it couldn't be further from the truth. "You were not invited. Please leave."
Current post order applies.
And I remember thinking — I want to be like them
