[center][h1][color=Orchid]Joulie Valkyrie[/color][/h1][/center]

[center][color=Palevioletred]"The smell of Ether in the morning..."[/color][/center] 


Lurking atop what looked like the tower of piza but was but a replica one of the more creative gardeners had decided to furniture the garden with, the Valkyrie watched the director as he sent notes to everyone through the ether and one of them came her way. Interrupting the message mid air she caught it with her hand and let it materialize in her hand before dismissing it over her shoulder as it was of no value what so ever to her. However she didn't let it litter the ground, instead the small scrap dematerialized again and vanished. She had come here to find Arthur Wick, not to play meaningless games of mortals. She then watched as the 'Director' headmaster... or mortal self proclaimed ruler of this area left through the Ether and observed where his essence went before turning her attention back to the crowd. 

It was clear to her that the self proclaimed ruler of this island was troublesome, almost like Brahms the lord of the undead she expected nothing but foul play by his hands. However she was not here to meddle too much in mortal affairs, and if this was one of the games they wanted to play she would allow it. Spotting Arthur from atop of the tower she stood and let her wings vanish, and a kimoto to cover herself with appear instead of her armor. She then leaped down and landed softly near Arthur. [color=Orchid]"So... this is what you occipy your time with these days?... A Teacher at this island, and playing part in games to satisfy a lone man's interests."[/color] she said as she reached a hand out and gently placed it on Arthur's shoulder. [color=Orchid]"Is been a while my Einherjar... I believe the last time were about the time where you were a drunkard who hit-ed on everything looking remotely female"[/color] she said and sighed as she looked to the others. 

She knew she had been added to the game board, this island were proof of that... like many before it had been created by someone who had power so they could watch everything that happened on it. To be here was simply a way to spring the trap to begin with, with Arthur being the bait she figured adding more to the mixture would only hasten the springing of it. However she had no reason to go chase after some Atlantic information, nor to attempt to take it from the office of someone who could see everything. If she was in this game she might as well choose not to play it, she hardly cared if it amused him or not by her not participating.