<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/CARey4F.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Silk</strong></span><br/><em>Ronin-Courtesan Of Hell</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Malfeas, Apartments of Rhikki-Annha Vase-Weaver<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/>Silk bowed to the assembled worthies, the gesture somehow seeming more genuine and graceful than those gathered were probably used to; not a formality or begrudged, there were no measuring eyes hidden under strands of hair or the subtle tension of one ready to respond at the first sign of threat. It was a breathtakingly simple token of submission, happily given. The Sidereal straightened out, not even batting a eye at the eclectic group she found before herself. Truth be told, Silk was far too accepting and easy going to be much of a discriminatory type, even when it came to beings that other's  might deem monstrous, and after so long in hell, even things Outside Fate no longer bothered her. She smiled at Chorgath's welcome and nodded, "The pleasure is mine, and I'm glad to see that you are doing well. I... I'm sure well all wish circumstances were different...".<br/><br/>The courtesan followed Chorgath's pointing finger as he introduced the group.<br/><br/>Sanger she favoured with a easy grin, "Fear not, good knight, your honour is safe with me~" she informed him in a tone that implied the exact opposite. As a.. well, former member of the Gold Faction, it did her sense of morale good to see the chosen of the sun one more taking a role in the world, she knew full well what a terrible thing her forebearers had done to them, and how everything had gone sliding down hill since. Of course, she didnt see herself as being at all to blame for the Usurpation, so she didnt worry about his company.<br/><br/>She couldnt help but peer curiously at Samaro, shed never met a Raksha in person and had always been interested in tales of their dreamcraft, though it was depressing that tales of their lovemaking always ended with them eating their paramour's soul.... it was reassuring that he was not fond of his people's feeding practices. Of course there was a certain allure in danger.... "It is a pleasure to meet one of the fair folk, i look forward to working with you... and perhaps well beable to finish what you started."<br/><br/>Ah... now there was a pickle. While Silk certainly didnt take issue with the lovely fire elemental in and of herself, she wasnt sure how the spirit would react to her... going walkabout, it wasnt her business technically speaking, but many spirits would jump at a chance to get in good with the Bureau of Fate, and she was introduced as a official emissary, so she wasnt a rogue like herself, as far as Silk knew. Perhaps this was the reason that Azurine had not called her to the meeting? She made no great effort to hide her unease with Iori, and while she nodded respectfully, she didnt offer the elemental any words.<br/><br/>The only reason abyssals generally didnt appear on the Sidereal's radars was because they were generally outside fate... and Silk got a feeling that Suicide's name would have crossed her desk, or that of her fellows, quite often. "I take it the name isnt a metaphor?" she asked wryly. Fire meet Ice. In almost anyone else, such a massive cross-purpose would have engendered hostility, but Silk only saw a opportunity to unravel a knot. If she could turn him, then his talents could be used to help people who were suffering... instead of drawing them into oblivion. She gave him a wink, "I bet youd make a great grief councillor if you wanted." she supposed jokingly.<br/><br/>That left Silk herself, and she gave a coy little sway, as contemplating what to say, and lowered her head. When she raised it back up, her Caste Mark was visible on her brow, the glittering sign of venus. "My friends call me 'Silk', I am Sidereal Exalted, Chosen of Venus, formerly of the Division of Serenity but now....<em>Freelance</em>, i run a modest establishment here in Malfeas, and was... close to Azurine." She gave Ruby and Cerulean appreciative pats on the head, and then slipped into one of the empty seats, her expression somehow drifting in the direction of seriousness without ever actually getting there, "Its.... very important to me to see Azurine's final desire fulfilled. I will help you all in any way im able, to prevent this prophesy.".<br/><br/>Also without seeming to, she watched for Iori's reaction to her words.