Chihiro had wrapped herself in a false fate as well for traveling into Creation. Or at least for traveling here, made in-flight after she'd left her followers. Her skin was only Northerner pale now instead of the near white of her normal coloring. Life under the sea had not been good for getting a tan. She'd changed the shade of her hair and some of her features, putting on the destiny of a woman with mixed Western and Northern roots. A beautiful woman of wealth and means who was traveling incognito and was visibly (and in the eyes of Fate) not the same woman who walked amongst the Bloody Hand as their new leader.<br/><br/>She took Damiel's hand and shook it lightly but firmly. "Why thank you Damiel. It is a pleasure to finally meet you in person as well. Starfall Storm, at your service." She knew enough of Guild ways to understand what the handshake meant. Some of her agents worked amongst the Guild after all. And the alias was in case word spread about their exploits in the North. No need to complicate her main work in that case. "Sadly, I haven't seen any of our other friends but I'm sure they'll be along. We've all been looking forward to this meeting after all." She looked to Lambent Spark Dancer. "Do you know her by any chance? A dancer of her caliber would be just the thing to liven up some parties back home I could think of." She spoke in Skytongue that lilted.<br/><br/><br/><br/>