[center] [h3]Mira[/h3]
[h2] [b][u]Diver’s Paradise[/u][/b] [/h2] [/center]
[@Rune_Alchemist][@tex]

The air escaped her lips in the form of a sigh as Mira let the memories of the events that had occurred since the CMAS had put the home of the Divers under siege. She had been ‘lucky’ enough to be stationed at the Paradise as the agents of CMAS had begun their attack one the place so many Divers call their home and as such, she had participated in the horrors that had been the defense of Diver’s Paradise. 
Even for someone who had been raised for the purpose of the fight it had been a horrible experience with an immeasurable number of casualties on both sides. Whether it was raw skill or pure luck Mira had survived the horrors largely untouched with only small wounds to tell the tales of her fight, all of which were rapidly healing as she lied there in the rocky ledge high above the bodies of the battle below. 
This was also what was on Mira’s mind as she lay high above the aftermath of the chaos below. She lied there on the rough stone in a ledge above the ground below, staring at her right fingers with the peeping scorching sun as the backdrop as it shone through the cracks in the ceiling that had been left as a scar on the ceiling of their home. Her right leg slightly bent, while her left leg was extended fully and her left arm bent behind her head, using her hand as a pillow. She lazily inspected her right hand that had, for once, been left gloveless and appeared to be perfectly healthy to most - but Mira knew the dangers, especially after a battle where she had relied so heavily on [i]The Curse[/i]...

“Mmm…” she mumbled out loud to herself, “doesn’t appear to show any sign deconstruction...”

She closed her eyes, sighing once again, this time the sigh was heavy with relief: it was usually her fingers and hands that got hit first by the side-effect of her abilities, so she always made sure to relax after a battle in order to inspect her body and reach a stable mental state. After the events of the last day she had definitely needed to do so: she had killed so many CMAS-agents that she had lost count halfway through the battle, utilizing the powers of The Void to keep herself alive and destroy those that tried to take her life. She had felt like she hadn’t had much choice: it was either her or them, and frankly she preferred to stay alive a little longer. If she was lucky none of the survivors had seen enough of her acts to come to the conclusion that Mira herself had feared ever since she joined this… ‘Guild of Divers’ two years ago.

Tilting her head as she opened her amber-colored eyes she looked at the situation beneath her:the other Divers had begun to clean up and resume their daily routines despite the chaos that the battle had left behind. This was another reason why Mira had withdrawn to this ledge high above the chaos below: she despised human contact, and as it appeared right now she wouldn’t have been able to escape it as she would likely have been forced to join the rest of the Divers in rebuilding their home.

It was as she lazily ran her sight over the situation below that her eyes caught a familiar silhouette - that of one of the few people she could perhaps call her ‘friends’: Lila. If she was honest she had wondered where Lila had been - and perhaps even feared that one of the few individuals she would call a friend had died in the horrors of the battle, but it would appear that Lila was completely unscathed, almost as if she had only just arrived at the Paradise.

Then a rare event happened: a thin smile spread across Mira’s face. Perhaps she could for once provide Lila with information about the happenings of No Man’s Land this time? Oh the mere thought sent a rare chill down her spine of raw excitement and for the moment she let go of her cold persona that she usually kept as a shield around her to keep people away, and was ready to momentarily break out of her shell and return to her old self - the self she had portrayed when she was still of royal descent. But before Mira could do anything but observe as the silhouette moved along the path below before moments later disappearing into one of the caverns.

Pulling on her right glove once again and pulling her gasmask down she let out a final sigh before she dropped off the ledge that she had been relaxing upon and descended towards to hard cold ground below - but before she had fallen even a tenth of the way to her inevitable doom as a gooey splat against the hard ground below she disappeared into thin air.

She appeared seconds later at the opening of the cavern in which Lila had entered and began to slowly make her way further into the inwards of the Paradise, reverting back to her usual self and keeping her distance from those around her - not that it was difficult: those that knew of her kept their distance as well. Mira did have a reputation after all…

As she came closer to Lila it became clear to Mira that something wasn’t right. The signs were all there of an upcoming brawl: the ignited feelings after the battle, the mental stress - oh and a person dressed in a CMAS-uniform.

[color=f7976a]"How about you fellas shove off? Since ya don't seem to have half a brain between all of ya, and ya can't tell she's not part of the CMAS."[/color]

Mira heard Lila speak in a sharp tone, which only served to ignite Mira’s own interest in the situation even more - an interest that quickly grew to such large proportions that she simply couldn’t keep to her usual self.
It only took a small amount of effort to close the gap from where she had been listening, to where the group of Drivers was located: a few quick strides placed her right beside Lila, her hands positioned on the holsters of her two guns at her waist and her gas mask and hood covering her entire face. Overall she hoped she looked quite fearsome. 
“Well, well, well” she spoke in a calm and cold matter, “Haven’t we experienced enough fighting and bloodshed for quite a while already? Or do you people want to go another round?”

Mira drew her gaze over each of the Diver’s present, keeping her gaze cold and unwavering - and if she didn’t have the mask on those around her would be able to see a cold wicked grin spreading across her face as her hands closed around the handles of her two pistols. 

[i]Hopefully these fools aren’t stupid enough to call my bluff[/i] she thought as she stood beside Lila and gazed at the other Diver’s surrounding Yvette: she wasn’t completely sure what was going on - but it didn’t matter much to her: she would stand beside any of those she saw as her friends, no matter what the situation might be. After all, she only had a handful of them left.