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Dina was not having a good time. The whole changes in Sanctuary had caught her unawares to an extent. It appeared that Penny had been working on much more behind the scenes than she had thought. And she had not tell her a soul. She, who had been one of the first to help settle the Sanctuary. Furthermore, the first time she was around, there had been disparaging remarks about her. She had doubted her.

Yet, now, in the perspective of this... this revelation, Dina could not feel other than hypocrisy from Penny. How quick was she to judge other monster girls, yet lap up anything Beacon and Cindy related at the first chance. She had seen the video. More of Let's be friends drivel nonsense. Dina could not help but narrow her eyes at it. How dare they? How dare they after staining their hands on monster girl blood so much, to make such an statement.

And that "Cindy", to speak of a better word, was all sorts of wrong. A ghost should pass onto the next cycle of their lives, not cling like a mockery of life riding alongside Beacon. The thought of it made her feel nauseous. What kind of deviant was this Janet Howell, to mess with souls and memories this way.

Suddenly, Dina felt as if the very walls of Sanctuary were oppresive. Was Penny a false idol? A puppet of beacon? She could not tell. But one thing was certain. While she didn't like how forceful and prideful the old Cindy was, this new Sanctuary could become even worse in her eyes. Reigning herself with poise, she approached Penny, and doing a small curtsy, she glared at her.

[b]"Greetings, Penny. I request an audience. In private. No rush, when your highness is available. [i]Please cavort with Beacon at your leisure[/i]."[/b] She said, a hint of venom in her voice, before she took her leave. She really needed to reign herself before she eventually snapped, and so she walked towards the garden. Indeed, some of the other girls were looking at her. She was, after all, a potent presence among both monsters and normal folk, so her very actions and words were always being watched. Sometimes, even with hope.

The gardens seemed a good place as any to get a break. She would just shuffle into a corner, her very ears and tair betraying the sour mood her face was struggling to contain.

[i]Okay. Should I stay commited to this project? Should I go back and try again with those fools at Golden Trove? Should I just quit and go to that dolphin's bastard dimension? Mint? Nah, too foul. Cradle? Who were these guys again? Should I take over the Independent? It's too tainted.[/i] Dina thought, as she watched the boy named Shane go around with menial tasks.

Another face Penny had recruited and failed to mention. Well, at least he seemed an earnest sort. But that didn't cheer her up in the slightlest. She felt insulted to not be relied on.