12-04-2009, 07:17 PM
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There was discomfort within Kaena as she waited patiently. She thought she'd done a damn good job of keeping on, acting like everything was normal for her. A stoic face was important to the hybrid woman, and she was absolutely determined to bury Haku Soul and do her best to forget he'd ever happened to her. Vieira was a very welcome distraction, drawing her attention away from the Dahlian subleader quite effectively.
Gabriel's scent was strong in the area, and though she was almost certain he was present, one could never be certain. His scent wouldn't fade much; after all, he lived here. As the hybrid waited, there came noise from behind her, distinctive sounds of approach. She turned to face them, and a strange sort of relief flooded over her. It was like the party, and seeing Gabriel there—the simple act of being in his presence made her feel immensely safe. Gabriel would never allow something bad to happen to her; he would protect her and keep her safe.
A small smile sprouted on the hybrid's scarred muzzle, and it was perhaps the most genuine she had offered in many long weeks. "Got some spare time?" she asked, slight uneasiness weighing on her mind from their last meeting. Thus far, Samael had proved little trouble in Inferni, but perhaps that was because he stayed away a lot of the time.
There was discomfort within Kaena as she waited patiently. She thought she'd done a damn good job of keeping on, acting like everything was normal for her. A stoic face was important to the hybrid woman, and she was absolutely determined to bury Haku Soul and do her best to forget he'd ever happened to her. Vieira was a very welcome distraction, drawing her attention away from the Dahlian subleader quite effectively.
Gabriel's scent was strong in the area, and though she was almost certain he was present, one could never be certain. His scent wouldn't fade much; after all, he lived here. As the hybrid waited, there came noise from behind her, distinctive sounds of approach. She turned to face them, and a strange sort of relief flooded over her. It was like the party, and seeing Gabriel there—the simple act of being in his presence made her feel immensely safe. Gabriel would never allow something bad to happen to her; he would protect her and keep her safe.
A small smile sprouted on the hybrid's scarred muzzle, and it was perhaps the most genuine she had offered in many long weeks. "Got some spare time?" she asked, slight uneasiness weighing on her mind from their last meeting. Thus far, Samael had proved little trouble in Inferni, but perhaps that was because he stayed away a lot of the time.