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Rishima Post 3

Rishima gave a nod of his head before he turned toward Eshe again, giving a bit of a sigh. It was just as this younger sister said, why couldn't they stay outside? Surely they must know that it was going to be uncomfortable for everyone involved to be stuck in such close quarters with those who would on any other day see one another as an enemy. His antennae gave a little twitch before he said, "Maybe what they have to say involves something sensitive that they don't want any outsiders to overhear?" Not that he was positive on that, it was just a guess on his part.

Either way he meant to join in, to see what was going on, and hope that there would be news that would help when it came to dealing with the Dretch. Giving the one next to him a smile he said, "It will be alright, we are all here for the same reason after all. Let's hope that means this will be a peaceful meeting." It's what Rishima wanted at least.

Naqenni | 3

Here’s to hoping we get something out of this…

Naqenni managed the barest nod, but couldn’t help the uncomfortable crawl under her skin as they were beckoned forward, deeper into unfamiliar territory. Surely it shouldn’t matter at this point. They were already here, had already spent days, weeks, bringing themselves to this point and no matter what their position, they were not in any state to win a battle by virtue of body count alone.

But she still did not like it. And no one could make her like it.

As they moved in, she felt she could feel the eyes of their traitor cousins on them, judging them. Surely some of them had the gall to think them all weak, here begging for help, and the thought made her insides roil, an only barely contained snarl pushing at the back of her throat. How they couldn’t have been more wrong and yet—here she was just the same, powerless to explain anything.

She spat at the ground on their way in.

Perhaps she could not fire any shots, and perhaps it would be openly foolish at this point to make any open signs of aggression. But she hated being here, and every step in only seemed to cement how misguided of an idea it was, her legs threatening to rebel against her. Any moment could be their last, all thanks to their Matron. She felt entitled to that much of a showing of disgust, whether or not anyone took note. Otherwise, however, she managed to maintain herself, and fell in line near Nivalis and Ceylinae with their sisters at their back as they moved in to what must have been the ‘Elder’s Hall.’

Even the air felt strange in her lungs, and she had to put mental focus on not shifting her body as nerves skittered anxious through her veins. No matter how she spun the facts, her mind continued to repeat the same concept: under these circumstances, any moment could be their last.

NIVALIS
Post: 3

Nivalis wondered if she ought pose some argument to Naqenni's words. Whether they wanted to protect or avenge her or not, Niva still had at least some capability to defend herself. If they made to harm her, she wouldn't simply roll over. But... It probably wasn't worth it. She couldn't possibly be as adept at combat as either of her eldest sisters, and if it came to the worst, both of them would likely make more of a mark than she could... And with some many others around them, it wouldn't do to try and correct her.

So Nivalis said nothing and fixed her attention to the small cluster of Alkidike elders and mystics gathered ahead. She wondered if she could pick any of them out by name... In the Matron's lifetime, she had trained more than just Nivalis. Though the subject of the other girls she had practically raised did not come up often, Niva thought that the airy tone of the woman who spoke must make her Eshe.

She was older than Nivalis might have expected. Still not so old as the Matron, but old enough to have gone through... at least two apprentice mystics, it seemed like. There was only one at her side, though, a girl no older than Nivalis herself. With that thought in mind, even the Matron couldn't possibly know her.

"I am not offended," Nivalis assured Ceylinae softly. "Your concern is appreciated, and you are right to be wary," she admitted. "But let's try and keep our focus on what we came here to do. If we're lucky, we can be finished and gone before anything terribly unpleasant needs to occur." Admittedly, she wasn't sure she wanted to be going much deeper into the territory. It took any semblance of 'neutral territory' clean away from them. But as with everything else of late, there was little choice. She followed the Alkidike mystics, with a notch of her head to encourage her sisters at her side.

Tyiva - 2

Good to see they made the journey safely? Perhaps it was the serenity of a mystic but Tyiva saw no need for such welcoming words. They were only invited out of necessity, nothing more. The tips of her fingers traveled down to slowly stroke at the blades touching her hips. These were the things that she trusted to aid her against any enemy, not any of these rebel sisters or their spawn. But she had to remember her place and so the blade settled herself with a deep breath before pressing forward. If the young mystic was going to be there in that meeting then she certainly was not going to let her be alone.

At the thought Tyiva glanced towards Danika, her expression flickering with a mixture of worry and bitter feelings. It would be simpler if she could walk right next to her friend but as it was she had to remember her own role and how she did not belong up at the front with those touched by Aisha and the Elders. Still it did not keep her from being as close as physically possible, even if it meant that she had to be dangerously close to those Elarians, something she truly did not enjoy. While other Alkidikes may have their stances against earthlings Tyiva had grown rather fond of some of them as of late and to know that these Extremists would gladly kill them, even at the cost of fighting their Sisters for their conquering, it did not settle well with her at all.

Ceylinae Post 4

Ceylinae found herself falling into silence as she walked alongside her sister, looking over at Naqenni who was uncharacteristically silent... which worried her. She much preferred when she was vocalizing what she was thinking. Then again it might not be a good idea for her to do so when they were around their 'cousins' that might take anything she might say as personal or a threat. She supposed that it might be better for them to remain quiet instead of risking saying the wrong thing. It was something she hated but she'd do whatever was best for her people even if it meant biting her tongue.

Turning to her mystic she gave a little bounce of her antennae, glad to hear that she hadn't insulted her. Looking forward again she said, "I suppose the sooner we get this done the sooner we are ready to deal with the Dretch." Not to mention the sooner they can go home where she preferred to be and where they were safest from the threat that the Alkidike and the Earthlings had become. She much preferred Yael where the only Earhtlings they really had to deal with were the purple eyes weaklings.

Shaking her head to clear those thoughts she told herself to focus on the here and now so she would be ready for whatever it was that was coming.

Mnyiri l 4

"That's why I tried to stick to the back," she murmured, "Ya know, one less reason to make 'em puff up." When they arrived at the Elder's Hall Mnyiri took an extra minute to leave Mvua in a close, yet protected, place. He would be close if they needed him, but for the time being she was going someplace he just couldn't follow.

She'd heard the elders speak of this place before, but as a hybrid, Mnyiri had just assumed she'd never see it. As time went on she was learning more and more that to get where she wanted to be in their society she just needed to be more forceful; a skill that Zigaran had learned early. Once she'd caught up to him, Mnyiri fell in line towards the alk half of the room, and positioned herself far enough in the back to go mostly unnoticed, though close enough to hear what was being said.

These Dretch are taking Alkidike women for sacrifices. They need them, and when they have enough they will invade the rest of Tendaji.

Though now, she wished she was as far away from that news as possible.

"An invasion?" Mnyiri murmured, sucking in a sharp inhale. "And all those sisters...I can't believe they're using them as sacrifices..."

Rishima Post 4

Giving a little nod of his head he couldn't help but to hope for the best. There was really nothing else that they could do at this point he thought to himself as he went with the others to where the announcements would be made along with the younger sister he'd been chatting with an various others from both sides. He moved to where he'd be able to hear everything, wanting to prepare for whatever it was that was coming. There wasn't enough preparation for what was to come though.

Their sisters were being used as sacrifices by the Dretch? The creatures were using them in such a manner so that they could... invade? It sent a shiver up his spine and caused his antennae to give a rapid twitch. Giving a heavy sigh he said, "That's the worst news that we could have gotten." There was a part of him that wanted nothing more then to get safely back to his mate, to help to look after him, but he knew he couldn't. He had to see this meeting through to the end. Walking out now wouldn't really look good on his part of on the part of those that he represented.

Pruu post 5

Inside the hall, Pruu remained posted near the outskirts of the group so that she could see as much of her sisters and cousins as possible. She wanted to keep everyone in sight as much as she could.

Yet, the spoken words were enough to make her focus change to the center of the room. The Dretch.. were only taking Alkidike now? A small glance shifted toward where her mother and older sister stood, and then to the cousins she had grown up knowing. They were being targeted. Taken... For sacrifices..?

Her hands clenched into fists. "I suppose those bedtime stories never spoke of how the Dretch are to be disposed of?" she seethed. If the stories had answers, then they would surely have acted on the information already! There would be no need for this time-wasting meeting..