[center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/PVXYWf6.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/qAakc1A.gif[/img][/center] [center] [color=7DBC89]Race:[/color] Yuan-ti [color=7DBC89]Class:[/color] Rogue Arcane Assassin [color=7DBC89]Location:[/color] The enchanting bathroom [color=7DBC89]Interactions:[/color] [@princess] Phia [@PapaOso] Talis [color=7DBC89]Mentions:[/color] [color=7DBC89]Equipment:[/color] [hider=Full Equipment List]🌸 A finely crafted katana 🌸 A concealed dagger laced with paralytic venom 🌸 Throwing needles coated with different poisons 🌸 Black silk combat outfit reinforced with hidden Mithril chainmail 🌸 Soft-soled boots that allow for near-silent movement 🌸 Smoke bombs and illusion charms for quick escapes 🌸 A set of forged documents under multiple aliases 🌸 A tea set and an assortment of teas 🌸 Incense[/hider] [color=7DBC89]Attire:[/color] [color=7DBC89]Gold Balance:[/color] 51 [color=7DBC89]Injuries:[/color] None currently, but has numerous faded scars on her body [img]https://i.imgur.com/phiFSQQ.png[/img][/center] She moved like a shadow through the narrow corridor of the airship, her steps synchronized with the creak and sway of the vessel as it cut through the clouds. The ambient hum of arcane engines filled the silence, a soft thrum beneath her feet that made every sharp sound all the more noticeable. Talis’ retreating steps echoed ahead—light, frantic, and almost guilty. Meiyu’s lips curled into a smile, slow and serpentine. [color=7DBC89][I]Run, little sparrow. I’ll be right behind you.[/I][/color] She followed at a measured pace, soundless as mist, the soft rustle of her silks lost in the groan of shifting metal and the occasional hiss of steam. She was close, close enough to taste the tension hanging off the girl like perfume. And then… [I]thump thump thump thumpTHUMPTHUMP—[/I] Meiyu froze. Her head cocked like a predator catching scent. [color=7DBC89][I]What in the nine hells…?[/I][/color] It sounded like a panicked creature barreling up the hallway behind her. Without hesitation, Meiyu slipped through the nearest open doorway which seemed to be a dimly lit storage room lined with items for the bathroom. She pressed her back against the wall, obscured by shadow, her breath held in practiced stillness. It was the odd pink haired elf girl that was at the bar with the shifter man. Meiyu resisted the urge to sigh, her expression remaining composed, save for the faintest twitch of amusement at the corner of her mouth. Of course. She waited, listening as the strange pair continued on, Talis practically vibrating with anxiety, and Phia fluttering behind her like chaos in pink. Once the soft creak of the lavatory door reached her ears, Meiyu stepped out from the storage room without a sound, her expression smoothing into something blank and unreadable. [color=7DBC89][I]Curious,[/I][/color] she thought. [color=7DBC89][I]Two critters. One little mystery.[/I][/color] She approached the lavatory door with unhurried grace and, without knocking, slipped inside. The door closed behind her with a whispering click, louder than it should’ve been in that cramped space. She stood there, just inside the entrance, her back now against it. Blocking it. [color=7DBC89]“...Oh, good,”[/color] she said softly, her voice smooth as silk and just as cold. [color=7DBC89]“I was beginning to feel left out.”[/color] Her gaze slid over Phia only briefly, like a cat acknowledging a fly, before her eyes—dark, gleaming, unblinking—locked on Talis. Predator to prey. She smiled, the expression gentle and empty all at once. [color=7DBC89]“So. What did I miss?”[/color] [color=7DBC89][I]Come on, little sparrow. Show me what you're hiding.[/I][/color] And if the pink haired squirrel got in the way? Well… accidents [I]did[/I] happen aboard airships.