<i>Click, click, click ...</i><br/><br/>Her worn in leather dress shoes could be heard, slowly but surely, clicking down the main hallway of the shared estate. Each step was slow, yet concentrated. Nomi was, after all, in no hurry to get anywhere in particular. She was merely taking in her new surroundings. It was still all so new to her, and to be frank, she didn't like it. The idea of living in the same building as their enemy sounded anything but appealing, and Nomi knew to be on her guard at all times.<br/><br/>The 'deal' was hat they were going to live together to try and build some sort of 'bond' between their families, but also to keep an eye on each other. That was the part that made Nomi nervous. It was such a paranoid contract. How could they ever learn to trust one another if they were having to keep a lookout on each other? Nomi simply shrugged to herself at the thought and let out a mental sigh. What did she care, anyways? All she cared about was making sure that her Don was safe. Everything else was trivial.<br/><br/>To ensure her Don's safety, she liked to know where the other family's members were at all times. Of course, that wasn't exactly possible, as they weren't all in the same place at the same time, but she did her best. Right now, she at least knew that the rival's Don and Underboss were in the recreation room. How did she know this? Well, she was currently watching them from the doorway from across the room.<br/><br/>She stood there, her shoulders and head hunched forward with her long silky black hair cascading over her featureless face, her hood casting a dark shadow and making it impossible to see beneath it. Her arms dangled at her sides limply, the sleeves easily long enough to easily cover her scarred up hands. The only part of her skin that was visible was her legs between her knees and halfway up her thighs, revealing ghostly pale flesh. For a few moments all she did was stand there, her eyeless gaze fixed on the floor. After all, due to her lack of eyes, she could easily see both the Don and his Underboss without having to actually look up at them.<br/><br/>Without a word she stepped into the room, walking slowly and silently past the two as if incredibly uninterested before squatting on the floor in front of the huge TV, all the while keeping her sight on the two even if her back was two them. Sure, there was a couch she could sit on, but what was the point? At least in this position, she could spring up if one of them tried to attack.<br/><br/>"Please be quite. I am watching television." Her voice was monotone as she asked the pair to hush up.<br/><br/>She really wasn't watching whatever movie was on, but she figured it was a good enough excuse to keep her sight on the pair for now. Really, though, she was mostly concerned about the Underboss. She seemed like quite the chaotic woman... she seemed most likely to attack, so she figured keeping her attention on her was a better idea.<br/><br/>Not that she honestly expected either of them to attack her, a lowly soldier, which was why she dared get so close to begin with.