Sitting in the darkness of the high ceiling of the large meeting hall, within the wooden rafters that spread across every direction Sat a young Demon\Angel Hybrid. Her back rested against an upright beam with her odd Demonic and angelic wings hanging lazily around it, her now tattooed arm quietly tapping a rhythm into the beam she was sitting on and her hair that she grew out hanging over her right shoulder.
It was like when she first found this group and before she joined the bunch, hiding in the shadows so not to be seen though she knew Jacob could sense her there like he did back then. Rachel didn't feel like going down to meet her brother and decided she would only show herself when the room got full, having that growing hate for her own siblings she wondered why she bothered to answer his call. Thinking about it Rachel remembered that the only people she liked in the whole universe were to show up here, she felt a little lost without them and would rather not return to being a lost soul.
Sighing a little Rachel leaned over to her side, her purple eyes piercing the darkness and scanning the room to see if anyone had yet joined Jacob. Contemplated whether she should show herself now or wait until someone noticed her like before, the hybrid decided to stay right where she was. Tapping her rhythm against the wood again and gazing out of the high, dark ceiling of the room.