HOTARU
Hotaru leans back against the couch, pleased that he has at least revealed the name to her. She can't say he has nothing to fear from her - everyone should fear her in some way. But she likes him, appreciates his...type. The fact that he is the new master of this organization only further proves that he is the type she is willing to deal her hand to. She eyes him over the rim of her glass as she raises it to take another drink, a slow slide of her gaze up and down as he unbuttons his shirt, but Hotaru does not comment for once. She doubts it would be well-received with his beloved missing. She sets her glass down, relaxes back and folds her hands in her lap.
"Deimos and I ruled our kingdom for years in our previous land. The...tension here, to say the least, is exactly my kind of familiar territory from that time. Halo is untapped, untouched potential, and your organization seems the type to keep ears to the ground and plans out of mouths." Here she raises a delicate brow, as if to invite him to tell her she's wrong. She doubts she is, but if he has any complaints he'd better speak them now. "Deimos has warned me against this Zariah character, and I do not take his word lightly. I also think it's fair to say that Halo's appearance will only further shift the power dynamics of Caido. And I am very interested in getting my fingers in that." A bit of a smirk here, though not nearly so vibrant as she could manage. She is aware of the somber feel to the room. And though she does not want a crown any longer, Hotaru knows that striking first (even unseen, unnoticed, unknown) and establishing allies can turn the tide of any war. And she senses one on the horizon.
"Deimos and I ruled our kingdom for years in our previous land. The...tension here, to say the least, is exactly my kind of familiar territory from that time. Halo is untapped, untouched potential, and your organization seems the type to keep ears to the ground and plans out of mouths." Here she raises a delicate brow, as if to invite him to tell her she's wrong. She doubts she is, but if he has any complaints he'd better speak them now. "Deimos has warned me against this Zariah character, and I do not take his word lightly. I also think it's fair to say that Halo's appearance will only further shift the power dynamics of Caido. And I am very interested in getting my fingers in that." A bit of a smirk here, though not nearly so vibrant as she could manage. She is aware of the somber feel to the room. And though she does not want a crown any longer, Hotaru knows that striking first (even unseen, unnoticed, unknown) and establishing allies can turn the tide of any war. And she senses one on the horizon.
please do me a favor and shut up
I wear heels bigger than your d*ck
