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It had been quite a trip to make it to the Pantheon, or where she'd last known it to be. What she was greeted with, however, was unexpected. The change was drastically different from what it had once been, a complete 180 degree turn from what she'd known and she paused a moment, taking it in. Furthermore, it was completely at odds with the world further away from it, lush and green where the rest of the world was struggling to rebound still. There was only one it could be attributed to, and that was Harmodius - his powers of Creation returned to him.
She was tentative and cautious to even tread on the grass, to possibly harm the vital life that as flowing here, but there wasn't much choice. Aside, being that it was on the grace of Creation it would likely return to it's lively self shortly after she left the step. She made her way towards what seemed to be the center of things, taking in the sights around her, keeping her wings folded close and her eyes alert. She knew not what to expect, at all. While tranquil was the place was, there was always the concern that someone unpleasant could turn up, and this kept her on her toes.
She gave only a brief thought to Requient to go fly about and stretch her wings here, that she'd be fine. And if she needed her, she was only a thought away. Also, should the nightmare notice something, all the better. But odds were she'd get caught up in something and forget, so she didn't count too much on that and only let her own senses guide her. Her clothing definitely had seen some better days, showing the wear of age and time, but much better then what's she'd been in before being taken in. Simple jeans and a somewhat faded pink blouse worked wonders in keeping her covered from prying eyes, as she was sure she'd gotten a few stares on her way here. Her sandals fell quietly on the grass as she neared the central area, more alert then ever for something, anything. She hoped if she were to run into anyone before meeting Harmodius, that she'd encounter Rio, but she wasn't holding her breath for this - she knew not where he was now. Still, there was always the chance...