<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0040ff">Aoi silently contemplated. Mused about the mission to come. Her companions didn't seem all that bad; what she'd said to Kaosu earlier had been the truth. He did have talent. As did Yaku. She frowned a little; was she actually getting to like them? She didn't need that. No more scars were needed in the slim back of her's. She cursed her train of thought and rolled over to face the couch, opening her eyes now that they couldn't see her. Laying on her side as she was, both eyes were visible for once; the right one, that was most always covered by her hair, was a much darker blue than the left one. So dark it was almost black. <br/>
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Getting a bit frustrated with herself, she sat up and sighed. Looked over her companions for a moment and then decided she wasn't going to be able to rest. Aoi just didn't feel it coming; could've been a number of things really. She clearly sensed Kaosu's distaste for Yaku. Her stomach was curling with the faint echo of hunger. She wasn't at home, in her sanctuary where she knew she was safe. Pursing her lips, she raised her eyes to the ceiling for a moment. <br/>
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"Hey...Kaosu, Yaku...either of you hungry?" she asked it softly. "If you are, I could cook up something while you rest a little." She glanced over to the small pup and smiled a little. "I'm sure Aioro wouldn't mind something to snack on."</span>​</div>