<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/0dcc15c4a9e5626f9beea133eed6fea7/21fe0dff4e08e6f4-e6/s400x600/c843c8d1b101ba2a6b26c381437e380b85008a9e.pnj)</div><br/><strong>NAME:</strong>Delilah Weaver<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Hoodie and black leggings.<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Ksenia’s room<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>July 6, close to lunch<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Time to reset<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Ksenia | Closed<br/><hr/>The ink splayed across Ksenia's skin, as expected, meant more than just some sort of decoration or way of expression. For a second, she thought maybe they were some other language of the Shadowhunters, just something to inspire them to work hard or make them feel proud. But by the way Ksenia was speaking of them, it sounded like they actually provided whatever they meant.<strong>"Wait, so they actually give you, like, powers or something?"</strong>Delilah asked curiously, sitting up a little more to lean closer to where the other woman stood on the other side of the room to get a better look of the ink. She definitely hadn't forgotten that she was half naked, but the interest of the ink, or whatever it was, was more distracting at the moment. Or at least, she was forcing herself to make it more distracting.<br/><br/>Delilah watched, intrigued and eyes wide with interest, as Ksenia showed her each one, describing what they were for. Her eyes narrowed slightly at the one for the Sight.<strong>"If that helps with your Sight, how come I could see the vampire?”</strong>she asked curiously. Delilah didn’t have any actual tattoos of her own, Shadowhunter or human, so she was confused on how all this could be happening. Granted, she was already confused enough, so maybe her head was just having a hard time wrapping around anything else.<br/><br/>As Ksenia stepped into her closet to change, Delilah tore her eyes away and picked up her sandwich to take another bite. Even though the closet was blocking her view from anything, she didn’t want to accidentally see something she didn’t want to. Or rather, something that Ksenia didn’t want to show, because Delilah was not a prude and would absolutely look if it was polite to do so. How could she not? Ksenia was a smokeshow, there was no doubt about that.<br/><br/>Thankfully, Ksenia emerged from the closet dressed just as Delilah had the sandwich half eaten. She placed it back down and took another swig of water, wanting to take her time as she was feeling a little queasy from the food hitting her empty stomach.<br/><br/><strong>“Do you think we can stay here for just a little bit longer? Then go on the tour?”</strong>she asked, a sheepish smile pulling at her lips. Delilah was exhausted and just wanted a break from new people for a little bit. And being here alone with just Ksenia was the most relaxed she’s felt since waking up in this new world. At the offer of learning about the Runes, her eyes light up in excitement.<strong>“I’d love to see how they work.”</strong>