[center][h2][color=lightseagreen]Artemis[/color][/h2][color=lightsteelblue]
[color=mediumturquoise][b]Time:[/b][/color] Dusk
[color=mediumturquoise][b]Location:[/b][/color] Edena 
[color=mediumturquoise][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [@FunnyGuy] Darius [color=orchid]✦[/color] [@13org] Myra[/color]
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[color=lightsteelblue]Artemis had beamed at Darius’ reaction. She had kept her gaze pointed towards her friends however her eyes had been on Airdan. There was an aura round him that she could not shake. While she naturally distrusted Elves, something in her gut told her something was off about him. Artemis decided she would keep an eye on him though, making sure to note anything suspicious. No matter; tonight was not the night for it. This was her first chance back in Roshmi and she was going to enjoy herself. She turned to watch Darius take out the memory glass. She smiled faintly, having not seen one for what felt like a decade. She wiped her eyes, pretending it had been something else. Her heart ached for familiarity in her life, but it would never go back to how it used to be. She wasn’t positive she [i]could[/i] find herself to be happy again. However, this pair were beginning to aid her in that process. 

At the same time Darius mentioned celebrating with meat, he pulled the memory glass out. His words caused her to grin and playfully kiss Darius on the cheek while hugging Myra and him to her. She let go after the picture, giggling and waiting to see Darius’ reaction. She pulled away and leaned her back against the Amora with a grin. She appreciated the human's kindness and helpfulness. Not to mention, his delightfully goofy personality. Myra, too, was a delight to hangout with. She truly hoped nothing bad would happen to them. The demoness hopping up and down was the cutest thing she had seen in quite awhile. For now, she would allow sparkles of her old personality to shine through and maybe, just maybe, find the happiness she had missed.

For now, her guard would slip down just enough to have fun, but not enough to where she couldn't defend herself. She bit her lip and glanced at Darius now, keeping an eye on Airdan. She needed to tell Darius the nature and origin of her species and power. What she wouldn't talk about yet was being a slave. Those memories were harder to come to terms with and discuss. The amount of abuse she had suffered would surely throw this human over the top. She knew he might ask, yet she was hoping he wouldn’t. One look at her was descriptive enough. Tonight was a night she was hoping to have fun and be herself at, but this damn elf was her nerves, simply by chaperoning them. She sighed quietly and pushed it out of her mind. [/color]