The rhythmic beating in her chest slowed upon the first ring of the door, her immediate instinct was to reach for her necklace, holding tightly to the jewelry as if it were her lifeline. Which, in a way, it was. No matter how long she had scanned through the files, how well she had hidden them, how collected she believed she could be, she knew it was only a matter of time before everything collapsed.
Tilting her head to focus her narrowed gaze on her robotic compatriot, she offered nothing other than a scoff at his remark. Well - she presumed it was a he anyway. It wasn't her business to ask, and quite frankly, if it wasn't important enough to mention - she didn't give a damn. Biting back her tongue, she watched with disinterest as the wolf-like android opened the door and stepped outside to greet their guests; their teammates.
Yet there she stood. Stoically still, sucking in a gust of air through her perfectly straight white teeth. Cold air stung against her lungs, the outside so close, yet so impossibly far. Clenching her fists at her sides, her face setting into a beautiful mask of calm and control, her red eyes hungry.
Carefully arranging her suit jacket, smoothing out the white t-shirt underneath, the tall woman strode across the floor with passion and power in each step, fitted with a reckless swing of her hips. Opening the door in a fluid and elegant pull, Aaelith brought the door into the house, opening herself to the outside.
What she was met with, made her feel like shutting the door and retreating back to the safety of the manor altogether. Her fire-filled eyes scanned across the expanse of the front walkway, all the way back to in front of her. She had lingered on the cartoon-like hearts in mild curiosity, but her lip and twisted into a disapproving sneer. What was this mayor thinking? A child would prove to connect with younger audiences? Well - of course he was. With a roll of her eyes, she leaned against the door frame, arms folding across her chest. The brunette found herself tracing the young boy's path of sight, met with a young blonde human - beautiful in all respects. With a sigh, Aaelith turned away, her attention drawn to the bodyguard storming through the small crowd gathered near the door.
A snarl forming on her lip, Sam straightened, her arms returning to her sides. Striding out of the doorway and onto the porch, she stopped herself in front of the large man. Her amber eyes sizing him up, all the while her mind raced with all the ways she could tear him apart here and now. Instead of that - she gave a thin-lipped smile. "Now - I doubt Ms. Matthews needs to have her things toted for her...She is, after all, a hero." The words were spit out in a deep and husky voice, her head tilting slightly to the side as she locked her sights on another, eyes widening in shock when she felt a warmth emanate from her glamour charm.
She could feel the evil tug at her soul, her mouth twitched, almost giving way to a smile. Perhaps she would enjoy this team after all...
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Sam cleared her throat, lifting her hand a motioning for the arrivals to follow her inside. "Come in, we have much to discuss.." Sam dove back into the house, not bothering to see if anyone had followed, she continued straight ahead to open another set of massive doors, this time leading to the extravagant living room - where lavish furnishings resided. Sam glid over the hardwood floor and graciously sat down on the largest chair in the room, dark leather and equipped with large armrests. She placed each arm upon an armrest, before slowly crossing her legs, a spark igniting behind her eyes.
"Welcome to Millennia Manor. I am Titan, and Sam. The first of this team." The demon didn't bother to appear interested, her sculpted features regarding each individual with a practiced look of disdain. She was testing them, measuring them up. Narrowing her eyes, she wondered if she should let them know about her reading their files - but decided against it. Rather, she sat upon her dark throne, watching and waiting.