Kreeth had grown used to the palace. In the past few days, she'd explored what she'd cared to explore, met a few more of the residents (thankfully none as dreadful as the hilariously prickly Professor Hojo) and settled in as best she could without the ability to easily fly away from the place.
It wasn't too bad, for an underground base. She wouldn't have chosen something without a real sky herself, but it was good enough.
She rather liked Nel, even if she was somebody else's experiment and somebody else's subordinate. She was pleasant, even to her, which was rather nice. Kreeth was used to being treated like something of a pariah, even if she could be useful with her lotions and potions and eldritch spells when people needed them. It was for that reason that she scowled when she saw Nel's discomfort. The lines of her hands grew hard and she felt her tension in the air. It was almost enough to set her feathers standing on end.
She looked to the door, head turning around just a touch too much. Newcomers. Those chakra signatures weren't here when she'd arrived. Dark Elemental, much like herself, but not the same. It was said there was more variation in that element than any other and, at this moment, Kreeth believed it. She recognised one of them, if only vaguely.
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Date: 2018-04-26 08:54 pm (UTC)It wasn't too bad, for an underground base. She wouldn't have chosen something without a real sky herself, but it was good enough.
She rather liked Nel, even if she was somebody else's experiment and somebody else's subordinate. She was pleasant, even to her, which was rather nice. Kreeth was used to being treated like something of a pariah, even if she could be useful with her lotions and potions and eldritch spells when people needed them. It was for that reason that she scowled when she saw Nel's discomfort. The lines of her hands grew hard and she felt her tension in the air. It was almost enough to set her feathers standing on end.
She looked to the door, head turning around just a touch too much. Newcomers. Those chakra signatures weren't here when she'd arrived. Dark Elemental, much like herself, but not the same. It was said there was more variation in that element than any other and, at this moment, Kreeth believed it. She recognised one of them, if only vaguely.
"A Noah," she said softly.
Nel was right to be afraid.