Iza wandered through the halls in bare feet, her slender body in snug denim and a simple top. Not the time to show of her form, at least not intentionally.  Gaia as she was known,  was generally quiet and yet friendly to any who approached her. Eyes of lavender pierced the darkness with thier soft glow as did her hands and feet when in contact with the ground. A soft glow of static like energy just barely visible in daylight.<br/><br/>Entering the conference room, she found herself a place to sit, pushing her thick knee length ebony braid over her shoulder Iza waited and watched the people gathered, curious about this meeting, yet patient enough to wait and find out when the time came. Slender fingers brushed through the soft silken hair at the end of her braid, as she waited.