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The strikingly beautiful Faye was adorned in a white, silk dress that conformed to her shape like it was tailored for every curve of her body. A body that filled out the dress nicely. Delicate, dainty hands held a cup of bergamot tea that she sipped slowly and with purpose. There was not a wasted motion in every movement she made, handling the simplest of tasks with extreme grace. Such was the scene when they entered, Ciradyl kneeled patiently at the table with tea freshly prepared and hot. A place had been set for each member of Team Kirin.

Her expression hardly changed when Izayoi said her name, looking up at her friend for what could be barely called a smile. The cold and heavy energy that was present in her mint-green eyes when they entered seemed to let up [color=B2FFC4]"[i]Izayoi.[/i]"[/color] Ciradyl gently set the cup of tea she had been drinking onto a matching saucer [color=B2FFC4]"[i]You look...[b]alive[/b].[/i]"[/color] She replied with some mirth, which was apparently enough to shock Chisaki that she glanced confused at Izayoi. Ciradyl rose from her kneeling position and calmly walked over where Izayoi was sitting and kneeled down next to her side, practically ignoring her other guests. 

Ciradyl looked into Izayoi's eyes with a softness that seemed to spook the shinobi even further [color=B2FFC4]"[i]When has apologies ever been necessary between us?[/i]"[/color] The moment she finished speaking, the Faye launched herself at the Mystrel and wrapped her arms around her in a firm embrace. When Valheim invaded...when soldiers broke into her home...when she watched her family be cut down...she had thought she had lost everything. Now her dear friend Izayoi had returned from the grave, a vengeful warrior spirit to help her take down the Valheim monsters.

Chisaki was left speechless with her mouth agape at this shocking display of affection. She had never once seen her mistress like this in the time she had served her. She shook her head and remembered her code. Chisa dropped to one knee with a fist pressing into the ground while her opposite arm rested on her leg, her head down in a reverence shinobi only gave to their master [color=FEF698]"My lady, I humbly present to you Team Kirin as you've requested."[/color] The Viera who had seemed so playful spoke with clear respect and seriousness.

Ciradyl pulled away from Izayoi but still kept her arms around her shoulders as she turned her head towards Chisaki, a noticeable but still faint smile on her lips [color=B2FFC4]"[i]You have done well, Chisa. You may excuse yourself and retire for the evening. I shall have new orders for you in the morning.[/i]"[/color] Chisa nodded and stood up quickly, a look of hesitation on her face before she turned to the rest of the party [color=FEF698]"It was nice to meet you all. Please treat my mistress with the upmost respect."[/color] The Viera bowed respectfully and as she walked out of the safehouse she gave Miina a sly wink before disappearing into the city streets outside.

The moment Chisaki left Ciradyl turned back to Izayoi and reluctantly let go of her, standing back up and moving back to her original position at the table and began pouring a few more cups of tea [color=B2FFC4]"Please, come in and make yourselves comfortable. Renzo will be bringing out some pastries soon enough."[/color] Her melodic voice perked up slightly as a noticeable sweet aroma began to waft into the room.