Tsumiki chuckled as he watched the crystals recede to leave his knight free of their sanctuary. It was an interesting power to say the least. Perhaps better suited for a pawn or rook, but that was neither here nor there. "Open your eyes Nora," Tsumiki spoke softly, a calm smile spread across his face. "I'm sure you'll be more than surprised," he added as he held his hand out to help her up.
More than likely she had noticed the change in his voice. It was clearer now, no longer blocked by the crystalline enclosure. All that was left was to take his hand so he could pull her to her feet. Today was the day. She would be meeting the peerage. He new friends and family for the rest of her near immortal life. "We've only begun to scratch the surface of your potential.
@Guess Who
As the group continued to go about its business Lutra sat in the upper corner of the room on a shelf. As the familiar of their king, it was his job to watch and report the events that transpired in the club room to Tsumiki. He was quiet, taking notes in his otter form. For the most post everyone knew of his existence save for Kohana, though only due to her relatively new status among the group. In its minuscule hands were a notepad and pencil.
Still, things had seemed to settle after Kohana left the room. But then somebody new barged it. It was shocking to say the least. Lutra tilted his head ever so slightly to the left as he watched the idiot called out to what he assumed to be Siegfried though he wasn't quite 100% sure on it.
More than likely she had noticed the change in his voice. It was clearer now, no longer blocked by the crystalline enclosure. All that was left was to take his hand so he could pull her to her feet. Today was the day. She would be meeting the peerage. He new friends and family for the rest of her near immortal life. "We've only begun to scratch the surface of your potential.
@Guess Who
As the group continued to go about its business Lutra sat in the upper corner of the room on a shelf. As the familiar of their king, it was his job to watch and report the events that transpired in the club room to Tsumiki. He was quiet, taking notes in his otter form. For the most post everyone knew of his existence save for Kohana, though only due to her relatively new status among the group. In its minuscule hands were a notepad and pencil.
Still, things had seemed to settle after Kohana left the room. But then somebody new barged it. It was shocking to say the least. Lutra tilted his head ever so slightly to the left as he watched the idiot called out to what he assumed to be Siegfried though he wasn't quite 100% sure on it.