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[color=gray]Isabelline Carter could feel her heart leaping out of her chest as she felt the presence of someone behind her and when she looked, she stood face to face with... [i]her[/i]. Kaalia Sigrund herself. If she had to be honest, both Kaalia and Shae were people in Echo that drove her emotions into a frenzy and caused her nerve-ending to short-circuit. If they could even do that, of course.

She couldn't even make sense of what going on around her at this point, everything felt a bit numb and muted, like Kaalia's presence had forced the poor feathered Feren to sink into the depth of her own psychological ocean. No, that was probably a bit [i]too[/i] deep for Isa. 

The short encounter to which Isa had no part in was over fairly quickly as suddenly, and without warning, a gentle, but gruff, arm linked with hers and began walking in a direction. Isa simply blinked, unable to comprehend what was going on. It was all a little bit to much for her bird brain to handle. Was... Kaalia taking her to the meeting room? Was Kaalia scolding her? ...

[i]D-DOES KAALIA THINK POORLY OF ME?![/i]

[i]OF course she does. I'm a disappointment, always have been.[/i]

[i]Lame Isa, the lame eagle, never able to truly take flight.[/i]

...

[color=moccasin]"S-Sorry.."[/color] She mumbled, as they walked towards the meeting room, however it didn't take her long to beginning rambling again, going off about how she never really means to be late and somehow ended up talking about whales... Somehow.

[color=moccasin]"...You see, whales have this weird habit of..."[/color] She rambled, stopping as the group reached the door to the meeting room, Sylvia standing outside. She blinked, looking around, as if not really believing they'd made it here so quickly. [color=moccasin]"Did... How did... This room is a lot closer than I imagined..."[/color] She spoke,a furrow creasing her brow. In actuality, it had been a rather long walk but Isa had spent the entire time talking non-stop and hadn't been very conscience of her surroundings and before she knew it, they were at the door.

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Minutes later, the group of Echo members sat around the room, the Harp silently surveying the room with a quiet and pensive demeanor. The men surrounding the Harp all stared blankly at the wall, not moving, not saying a word. For a moment, Isa almost thought they weren't even breathing though... as she started it seemed as if she'd seen one of their chest's raise and lower in a swift breath. 

Isa could never be a vassal to the Harp, or the Harp for that matter. She could barely sit still for more than an hour, much less not move at all for hours on end. Besides, she'd much rather be out in the field, doing something for someone. She knew that the Harp did things for people, Isa just wanted a more hands-on approach to it all. Besides, fighting was fun, for the most part. 

Still, she could feel the tension in the air. What were they waiting on? It seemed like they were all here, shouldn't the Harp be saying something? Still, she was a bit amazed that she still had the capacity to think in the presence of not only Kaalia Sigrund, but [i]fucking Shae Arca[/i] too. [i]And[/i] Syliva Sterling?! It... It was all a bit too much. And the only other person that wasn't as renowned as they were was still freaking intimidating. Isa squirmed a bit, thinking about it as she tugged nervously at the skirt laying limply on her thighs. 

Maybe she should have worn the uniform to this meeting? Then again, maybe not? She didn't know and thinking about it was only going to make matters worse.

[color=moccasin]"E-E-Exc-cuse me!"[/color] She shouted, struggling to get the word out and then yelling too loud when it finally did. All at once, she felt all eyes on her as the Harp turned a curious eye her way. [color=moccasin]"S-Sorry, I just... What are we waiting on?"[/color] She asked, her voice suddenly much softer than it was before.

[color=palegoldenrod]"There is still a missing piece, child of Gala."[/color] the Harp replied, seeming to smile beneath the mask. 

[color=moccasin]"O-Oohkay..."[/color] She replied slowly, her head falling just slightly and then popping back up again with realization. [color=moccasin]"OH! So, we're still waiting on someone?"[/color] She asked, bright eyed.

[color=palegoldenrod]"Precisely, dear."[/color] the Harp replied, the voice still distorted and skewed. Why they did that, Isa never knew. It was probably explained to her at one point but she'd forgotten by now, a distant memory. Something about... not needing to be anything? Or... needing to be everything? Again, another idea that was all a bit to much for Isa to handle.

Nervously, she glanced about the room. She hoped and prayed to Gala that this person would arrive sooner rather than later. She didn't know if she could deal with this much stress. Wait... If... these were her new... teammates...

Isa suddenly jumped up and pointed at Shae, her finger shaking slightly. [color=moccasin]"Y-Y-You're my new captain?!"[/color] She shouted, an odd phrase as the statement should have been rather obvious but it had taken Isa until now to realize that the people around her would be her new team. 

Isa was never known for her cunning or witty ways. Most of the stories with her name involve some sort of explosion or failed plan. 

[color=moccasin]"Oh... My... Gala..."[/color] She spoke slowly, her words getting more and more dramatic as she went along. She was going to be in a team with Shae, Kaalia, and Sylvia. She might as well go ahead and leave the team. There was no way those three would be willing to deal with Isa's personality. No way. 

[color=moccasin]"...I'm in a team... with [i]Shae Arca[/i]..."[/color] She spoke again, slowly and to herself as she slowly descended back into her seat, her eyes staring blankly at the table in front of her. There was a piece of paper there but she hadn't taken the time to read or even notice it's existence. [color=moccasin]"Shae Arca..."[/color] She whispered.[/color]