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[h3]--Another Plant-Person?!--[/h3]

[@dreamingflowers] [@Exit] [@pantothenic]

While the meeting was underway, Ionna's supercharged senses - a common trait of Revenants, even more so for ABs - detected the telltale signs of someone or something approaching the Strategy Room long before the slightly ajar door was pushed from the other side. [color=a772ce][b]"Hmmm...?"[/b][/color] The purple revenant heard the shuffling of light footsteps, a whiff of earthen smell, and a soft stuttering voice; as a result, her gaze was already trained at the door when a person entered the room, someone she never met before, and justifiably, Ionna's first assumption was that the dark-haired earth-smelling woman was one of the Commune. She was clad in clothes and wrappings that looked quite well-worn, damaged even, and her movements betrayed her exhaustion. She must have been travelling for a while, huh?

Meanwhile, Laplace incessantly tried to get Licorice's attention, pestering the older crow with his overbearing friendliness, not caring in the slightest that the other corvid made it painfully clear that he wasn't having any of it. [b]"Squawk~?"[/b] Although he [i]did[/i] pause when Licorice turned his head at another one of those wingless-featherless creatures. Oh! It seemed this particular wingless was to the bigger crow like Ionna to himself! Interesting, so they both had saviors, huh? This fact fueled Laplace enthusiasm further as his sense of kinship intensified.

[color=a772ce][b]"Oh, hello!”[/b][/color] Ionna waved a right arm at the new arrival, now that she directed her attention at her in particular, the petite revenant finally recognized that she smelled like Poppy. They were both plant-people then! Er... what was the correct term again? [color=a772ce][b]"Si... Sid... Sidhe?"[/b][/color] The girl pondered out loud. However, her train of thought was interrupted when the redheaded plant-perso-... - [i]Sidhe[/i] - specifically called her name; something about helping Dallas pack things up along with Vincent. [color=a772ce][b]"Sure!"[/b][/color] She answered immediately, without a shred of protest before turning to the third tallest person in the room, [color=a772ce][b]"Just tell me what to lift, Dallas."[/b][/color] A confident huff followed shortly after.

Then, her attention was taken once more by the raven-haired Sidhe, whose name was revealed to be "Akaia" by Poppy; she could hear their conversation just fine even from this distance after all. It's a bit of a shame that Ionna couldn't remember anything from her past life, disallowing her to have a mental comparison between her senses before versus after. Oh, didn't Akaia say something along the lines of wanting to meet the 'new friend' to Cerise? That “new friend” must be her, right? Well, herself and Vincent, Ionna supposed. Sure, she'd love to indulge that wish, Cerberus' friends are her friends too! Good people should stick with each other.

Although, Akaia looked quite spent and Poppy's verdict confirmed it further; Ionna certainly wouldn't wish to get in the way of her much-needed meal and rest, introductions and pleasantries could come later. For now, she had stuff to pack!