[center][h2][color=f7941d]Midori[/color][/h2][/center]

The group was idly standing around for a moment to inspect the citadel while Midori took a quick seat next to the wall. The poor girl looked lonely and she wasn't planning to make any friends here with all these angels and such. She had already humiliated herself before she could even introduce herself to the group. She was sure that no one would approach her with these conditions set in stone.

The group slowly began to move as they all headed towards the very old library in the citadel. It was a big hall with a high ceiling and a lot of book shelves that reached so high that a simple ladder almost could not reach the top shelves. She took a quick look around and stepped closer towards one of the rows of books. She looked them over and noticed how much dust was on them. Not only that but the shape was the worst. They were all dry and about to crumble from the heat. They had stored these books on the wrong place and even then they didn't maintain them properly. What a waste.

Just when Midori was about to pick up one of the books another person of the group was told to leave the books alone and not to break them any further. Well it might be true they are most worthy age wise but quality could go up a notch. She doubted these were mass printed. 

Midori kept her distance from the rest of the group for now and wasn't saying a word to any of them. She doubted that everyone in the group would like demons. So she was better off according on her own for now.