<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/34/0b/f4/340bf484e3a74f83547a6f71262d24c8.jpg?b=t)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Korey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303102.msg14805160#msg14805160)<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>All<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gaia, Unknown<br/><strong>?Wearing:</strong>A Masterpiece of turmoil (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/db/cf/b7/dbcfb7e5487a7f9569af6ca8bddd5d29.jpg)<br/><strong>?Mood:</strong>Flustered, distracted, playing pretend<br/><hr/>Oh. My.<i>God</i>. No more than two minutes without some form of supervision and she's already being straddled by a stranger. But the real kicker that put the cherry on her sundae was the fact his face was so close to hers that she could feel his breath tickling her cheek. Well this certainly wasn't how she envisioned this going, and that was as apparent as the crimson hair on the top of her head - which her face now matched. Even her ears were tinged with pink as she was plucked from the ground like a carrot and dangled from his grasp like a small child. "Oh, well... I, uh... Th-thank you." She stammered, even as she could hear her mother's voice chastising her in the back of her head.<br/><br/>There was very little grace in the way that Korey landed on her feet, and her knees wobbled beneath her as she attempted to balance herself on unfamiliar land. Truth be told, Korey had never stepped foot on such a long expanse of infertile land. It almost pained her just to exist among such little plant life, and although some did exist, it was so minimal and scattered that it felt fleeting in comparison to the grand gardens she cultivated and called home within Elysium.<br/><br/>"Korey." The woman introduced herself absentmindedly, tucking her arms about herself with a shiver. It was at least 100 degrees among those dunes and somehow she felt chilled. "My apologies. I don't mean to brush you aside. This place is just..." She paused, peering across the rolling sands littered by rock, shrub and cacti. It felt so desolate. "...distracted." She finished when her gaze fell on the feuding trio - or more so the massive wolfman to be exact.<br/><br/>Korey perks instantly, glancing between the drooling, angry beast and the one he seems to be battling with quiet intrigue. "Hróðvitnir...?" The inquisitive word escapes on a breath, barely above a whisper. Strange that among all those present, he is the first she recognizes. Not that they have met, nor that she is completely certain he and this famed-wolf are the same - but he does match that illustrious illustration so closely, doesn't he? The redhead pauses, studying the wolf carefully as she mulls it over. Could it really be him? And if so, who was the other? Why were they fighting? Should she try to intervene? Should she even stop this at all?<br/><br/>Korey had resigned herself to watch things play out. To stand aside and see how things devolved first, but then the mystery man sinks his teeth within his own flesh and her jaw nearly drops to her feet. Well if that wasn't a clear and open sign that he was worthy of intervention, she didn't know what was. Luckily, the wolf seemed to view it in the same light as she.<br/><br/><i>Hey, don't I know you?</i><br/><br/>Korey blinked, surprised to find herself presented with yet another familiar face. Except this one she knew a bit more personally. "Hermes!" What a pleasant surprise. Hermes was practically her drug dealer when she was staying with her father. The flighty woman seemed to always come with something interesting in hand. It was no wonder her father liked her. He did enjoy his trinkets, after all. Korey did as well. "It's so good to see you!" She exclaimed, pulling the blonde into a wholehearted, fully body hug. However, as she pulled back her smile was replaced with a frown. "But terrible that you're here. What happened?"<br/><br/><em>What say you – any of you? </em>The last of the group captured Korey's attention, forcing her to mull it over once again. If the wolf was who she thought he was, she wouldn't be surprised by his tossing. Hermes... She was always a bit mischievous. She flirted with danger often enough from what she could tell. Perhaps she stole from someone she shouldn't have? Who knows. The 'arbiter' as the wolf referred to him, could simply be a political scapegoat. She had no idea about Niko - who was both helpful and unfamiliar with personal space boundaries. And the last of their group, the man smartly dressed, was a complete mystery to her.<br/><br/>It seemed like they had already begun to establish some sort of pecking order, and as her father taught her, she wasn't exactly keen on being at the very bottom of the barrel. "I am fairly certain I was tossed out to free up a significant amount of real estate." She lied, taking up her mother's deeds for her own. "I have been keeping a significant amount of land to myself for a while now, and let's just say there have been more than a few that have disappeared within my territory for trespassing." She shrugged, passing Hermes a brief glance in hopes she didn't oust her for being the wettest noodle of all the realm. She really didn't need all these scary looking men to think she was a powder-puff!