With a blink she had arrived, standing amongst several others within a stone temple. The severe dissertation and disorientation quickly subsided, and the feeling of another universe completely unlike her own was oddly familiar. Each person standing within the room were unique in some way, with certain qualities that made them memorable. As each spoke, she took time to remember names and traits. Ian was [color=f7976a]handsome,[/color] Madison was [color=fff79a]fiesty[/color], Breaker was [color=8882be]kept[/color], Jacky was [color=f26522]ballsy[/color], Aelia seemed to look like an [color=39b54a]elf[/color], etc.

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Everyone took turns speaking, and she waited patiently off to the side for a more appropriate time to introduce herself. It wasn't [color=f49ac2]lady-like[/color] to steal the spotlight, unlike that Gideon that clearly was [color=ed1c24]vicious[/color] within the group. [color=a187be]However, she had the strangest feeling that most people within the room were inexperienced[/color]. However, the faceless fellow, the one who gestures, made Docia incredibly uncomfortable for some odd reason. It could've been because she wasn't used to seeing fellows without mouthes still living.

With her blue sundress trailing gently behind her in the softest breeze from the corridors, she clasped both hands behind her back and swayed on her heels. Casually moving next to a new face, [color=f49ac2]"I'm Docia."[/color] She softly spoke in Breaker's ([@Jersh]) ear with her voice of [color=f6989d]milk and honey[/color]. Gently holding out her hand to shake his, it daintily lingered. [color=6ecff6]Her skin was ice cold to the touch...[/color]