<div class="floatright">(http://pre01.deviantart.net/993d/th/pre/f/2012/195/c/a/legend_of_the_five_rings_female_samurai_by_phantom_cz-d579ozg.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Seven Words of Wisdom</div><div class="spoiler_body">Personal: 13/13 Peripheral: 24/33<br/></div></div><br/>At another time, with less going on, Seven could be more talkative.  At the moment, however, her eyes darted about through the crowd, ignoring the words of the other two not through malice or disdain but because of the imminence of everything else that was going on.  She just wasn't a talented multitasker, and other events required her attention.<br/><br/>Surreptitiously she gestured to some people, a scarred warrior woman, a man with a cloak, and three others who were all quite agitated and looked ready to act.<br/><br/>"What we need most of all," she explained, "is for the goddess to show and defuse this situation before it gets too heated.  I doubt the wali is capable of doing so, however, or else it would have been done by now.  I also doubt the Immaculates can provide enough water to keep this city thriving without her assistance."<br/><br/>So having said, she took two steps towards the wali, then stopped.  Shifting of her body weight suggested agitation of her own, not overtly shown on her face but also not exceptionally difficult to read.  "If a riot does break out, an overt distraction to make people stop and stare would be appreciated."  Then she spun back towards the wali.<br/><br/>Unless otherwise stopped, she'd move up close enough to protect him.  If she had the chance to speak to him, he might shed more light on the situation, but more likely she'd have to save his life before such an opportunity would arrive.