[Mini Event] your red eye sees no blame

KIADA

i etch my own face
upon my wicked flesh

The Harpy arrives late – later still as the Luxere companion of hers barges into the bakery and down the stairs with Kiada trickling in behind. Her keen eyes notice all the others that had arrived before her, before her eyes land on Amalia with a small nod and slight smirk. This could work, if they played their cards right. Enough of them were angry, and she spies a good mix of Naturals and Outlanders within the group. She’s infinitely pleased, deep down, though her posture and face leaves no trace of the emotion. Instead, she makes her way in, shuffling past the Ascended woman with a small nod in a silent greeting before she finds a place beside Deimos and Amalia – reaching out briefly to touch the Leopardess with a keen softness of greeting.

She doesn’t know if anyone has said anything yet – or if she’s missed anything important, but Auni finds a comfortable place within the group, his eyes dancing between all those gathered as his nub of a tail wiggles excitedly and his horns glow just a smidge of happiness. If nothing else, at least the Luxere is content to be here, even if everyone else’s tensions have ran high and likely would run higher. Kiada is pleased, as well, to see the start of something that she hoped would change the direct circumstance of everything.

The girl isn’t good at following orders, and she leans toward Deimos briefly with an icy gaze that lingers on everyone else gathered before slipping toward Amalia with a curious raised eyebrow to see what she’d have to say to start the meeting.

i am my own devastating god