Something This Way Comes (Tres and Roxy/Request)

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Time to check on the construction of the green house and her little follower. A week or so later after getting released from the infirmary, Aria had regained her energy and most of her strength. At least enough to act like her normal self in short bits. Which suited her fine for this morning as she made her way to Tres's infirmary. The sun was shining and the streets of the second district were thankfully paved with cobble stones. The third district at this point was one big mud pit. Never the less some of the mud had made its way up to the second district making proper attire necessary. Meaning boots and nothing dragging on the ground if you wish it to remain dry.

Aria had done just that, normally she would have thrown on her old clothes. Simple brown pants and over sided white shirt and boots….in fact she had begun to walk out of the castle like that when a certain King of Palico caught her. Made her turn around, and change into something more appropriate. Seriously this guy was worse than Claire and her obsession with making her wear shoes! Though at least Silas respected her like to wear pants. Someone had spilled that her birthday had passed while she was in Palico and he had a lovely set of clothes made for her. Ones that were a bit dressier then her normal leather armor that she tended to wear. Silas as annoying and narcissistic he was, it would seem after the incident with his sister. He was attempting to treat her like a person rather than an object….She would watch and wait to see how that turned out.

The color pallet for her new outfit was black white and gold. Her pants were form fitting and black, tucked into over the knee boots. The boots were mainly white with gold trim; after the boots went over her knee it formed into a gold plate that went up to her lower thigh. Her shirt was highly decorative, and close fitting; showing off her natural hourglass form. A skin tight black shirt covered her arms and went up to her neck. A white gorget tripped with gold came down in a small v, the trim coming down to wrap around a second layer of a black and white vest. The white material is prominent over her breasts, coming up and around in a halter neck style, attaching itself to the gorget. The white material then plunged down her belly stopping just below her hips. A black material trimmed with gold then came wrapping around underneath her breasts; ornate gold buckles clasping together down the lower front. White elbow length leather gloves covered her hands. They were slightly decorative, the leather being molded to form scales over hand. A thick white belt with gold decorations and buckles hung loosely on her hips. The white leather was imprinted with designs of drakes. It extended to form a decorative gold armor piece over her left hip. The gold plate formed a small rectangular box over her hip; a rounded metal piece with slight spikes hinged over it. This piece could open up. It was where she kept the drake treats….having them encased in metal plate was a brilliant idea. Underneath the plate armor was white leather trimmed in gold which continued to travel down her thigh and tuck into her boot. The reinforcement here was appreciated, due to the fact that’s where the drakes would likely snap at when she was training theme for his little house drake project. Finally the outfit was completed by a long white coat that stopped at her knees. The coat had black fur trim around her shoulders, with gold drake heads on either shoulder. The gold trim came down the side of each sleeve and then wrapped around the hem. She left the coat to hang off her shoulders like a cape. Her hair today was pulled up in a high pony tail, so it was out of her face, and the long dark red tresses fell down to her butt.

She smiled as she walked down the street; Tres’s building wasn’t too far away. She could already see the green house from here which was being constructed specifically for the fallen angels clinic. As she neared she also decided to reach out to another one of her female followers. Roxy would soon be feeling her hair clip if she had it on her, heat up. ’Meeting time my little poppet, I’ll be at the clinic in the second district’ With that she turned down an ally way before arriving at the clinic. She scaled up the side of the building and took to the roof. Hopping on over to the clinics roof; she used her teleport ability to become engulfed in flames and reappear in Tres’s bedroom. She didn’t see the fallen angel, and assumed at this hour she was downstairs in her clinic. So she made herself comfortable and walked over to the kitchen. Going through the cabinets. ”TRESSS I’m HUNGRY! GOT ANY SNACKS?” Aria yelled loud enough to be heard from downstairs.


Outfit

[Trésor de Lys]

    A month or so following her surgery, Tres was finally mobile within her own home. Tres moved slowly in her infirmary, folding linens with caution. Her movements were slow and frail, but her aura still gave off that strong persona that she held dearly to her and to her past. The sun shone through the windows, it was a bright muddy day outside from what she could see, following a good rain.

    She could hear the thudding sound of construction coming from outside. The lull of the second district became a lullaby to Tres, and the sounds from the construction created a new sort of melody for her to listen to day to day. Tres exhaled heavily, feeling a sense of calm.

    It had been some time since she had thought of her friend Aria. She wondered what she had been up to recently. It seemed almost uncanny that in the moment she thought of Aria, she heard a thud coming from the roof of her home. Tres shrugged it off, thinking it was some neighbors trowing stones again.

    She shouldn't have dismissed it so quickly, when from her upstairs kitchenette she heard a cry of hunger so familiar that it was similar to thus of a babe. Gods knows that Tres had the worst maternal instincts. Tres exhaled with a tinge of annoyance in her breath. She set aside the linen she was folding, then slowly made her way upstairs. "I'm coming, don't get your panties in a twist!" she moaned. Finally she arrived at the top of the stairs, and saw the bright red hair that she knew so well.

    Tres was dressed in a very simple middle class dress. She wore a light blue and white dress, with long sleeves that were tight against her arms. The sleeves didn't taper at the ends, as it would distract Tres from her day to day work. It looked like this.

    At the top of the stairs, she stood and crossed her arms. "There's a few things up in the cabinet on the right." she took a moment to watch if Aria would rummage through her cupboards. She smiled and shook her head. "You look different. What the hell are you wearing?" she said questioning her dress. The fancy armor was not what Tres was used to seeing from Aria, but since she had moved into the royal circle, things had been different. "Also where the hell have you been?" she questioned, arms folded. "I haven't seen you in ages and you show up looking like a decorated tree." If Aria went to speak, Tres would quickly cut her off and say "I know your life is busy, and that you're preoccupied, however I would like to hear from you from time to time." Tres felt frustrated having not seen one of her only friends in so long...

    Tres moved over to the opposite side of the room slowly and frigidly, filling a kettle with warm water, and placing it on the stove-top, heating it to make some much needed-tea. She stood as it brewed, leaning against the counter for support. Tres waited for a response from Aria.

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”I’m NOT WEARING PANTIES….I LIKE TO FEEL THE BREEZE…well actually these pants I’m wearing would give me a horrible wedgie otherwise” She chuckled as she heard Tres make her way up the stairs. Aria waved when she finally made her way up and directed her to the cabinet to the right. Which Aria promptly began to rummage through for a snack. She pulled out something that suited her and then offered some to Tres, before answering her question as to what the hell she was wearing. ”Palico’s new work uniform for me….aint it just snazzy” Aria walked over to Tres’s kitchen table and plopped down making herself at home. Wondering when exactly Roxy would be there as well, it was high time the two met….and at least found out they were both in the thieves of Nova.

She chuckled as she got the third degree as to where she had been, shrugging as she did so. ”Well first let me explain the tree part; was leaving the castle but Silas the King of Palico is in town for the big dinner….he caught me on the way out and made me change. Big on appearance that one is. Least he gave me pants….so I give him that much credit. He figured this would be more appropriate then the armor that I use to fight in….less cloak and dagger looking according to him.” Aria munched lightly on her snack; taking in Tres’s appearance. She was moving somewhat off… which made Aria wonder what the fallen angel had been up to as well. ”As for where I have been, I’ve been confined for the past month in the castle infirmary….I worked myself into a case of pneumonia….as for the rest of the time I’ve been….busy being what I am best.”

Aria continued to watch Tres and how she moved…something definitely was off. Standing Aria made her way over to where her friend was and motioned for her to have a seat. Taking over making the tea. ”You look like you’re in pain?”

[Roxanne]

The hunting this morning had not been going well. The half demon stomped through the forest, her brown leather boots squishing in the mud and damp leaves, as she made her way back to her little cabin by the falls. The strange clouds and the storm had all the animals spooked, which she expected but still, not even a single rabbit. The forest was oddly still, had been all morning.

The familiar warmth of her hair pin and Aria's voice whispering in her mind provided a welcome distraction from the poor hunt. Roxanne double checked her leather satchel to make sure she had supplies before shifting and taking flight. It would be much less messy than trying to run and faster.

When she reached the second district, the half demon landed in an alley to shift back. She checked to make sure her clothes weren't too soiled. She was wearing a forest green tunic that reached her thighs and had been cinched with a brown leather corset. Under that, she wore brown tights that were tucked into her brown leather boots. Her katana was strapped to her waist and her leather satchel was slung over and across her chest. Her long red hair had been braided that morning and rested over her shoulder. Satisfied with her appearance, she made her way out into the main street.

Roxanne sniffed the air lightly, quickly catching Aria's scent and following it to the infirmary she mentioned. She could have asked directions she supposed, but where was the fun in that? Upon reaching the door, Roxanne could tell Aria hadn't entered this way but figured she'd be polite about it considering she didn't know who this infirmary belonged to. That being decided, the half demon knocked on the door and waited.

[Trésor de Lys]

Tres huffed through heavy breath. She couldn't help but smile at Aria's usual antics. "Of course the king of Palico made you change. He's a king... Image is everything to them." she joked. "He's a reasonable man if he let you wear a pair of pants." she laughed. She then watched Aria plop down into a chair munching on whatever she could find, "pneumonia, huh?" she shook her head "At least you were kept in the nice castle quarters." she nudged.

Tres took a seat as Aria had motioned and took over the tea-making. Tres inched herself into the chair opposite of where Aria was sitting, slowly sitting herself into a comfortable position. "Well, as for myself... I recently had a surgery." Tres felt an aching sensation coming from her spine as she revealed her wings, removing the masking spell found in her pendant. What Aria knew to be two wings was now three wings. The wing in the middle of her back had returned, to some extent, and had been surgically embedded into her back. "I got me some new wheels." she joked.

Before she could go on, she heard a knocking coming from her front door. "Would you be able to get that, your highness?" she joked. If Aria went to get the door, Tres would sit and wait, but before the person could enter her infirmary quarters, she smelt it. Something that sent shivers down her spine and made her skin crawl. As a angel of the divine, she could sense those of a darker aura. Tres waited to see what person came to her door.

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Aria scratched the back of her head when nice castle quarters came up ”Apparently I tried to escape during the riot that was going on in the third district. Did a full worm scooch since I guess I got stunk in my blankets, made it a full floor level down before a baroness caught me and sat on me.” Aria talked as she busied herself with the tea. Before placing the leaves in she sniffed them; they were ok but she was finding that Yuki actually did have some high quality stuff. Perhaps she would have to introduce Tres to her. She finished prepping the tea pot for the leaves to steep; all she needed was the water really. Aria held out her hand as a gold glow surrounded it, pulling the water from the air. Nice thing about spring and being near the ocean, was there was plenty of water in the air. She directed the growing amount of water to the pot; once filled she heated the water to a boil with her magic.

Her attention fully turning to Tres as she answered what she had been up to. Her eyebrows raising in concern as Tres mentioned she had recently had a surgery….more so when the third wing showed up…with feathers that looked oddly close to that of which Adrain had used to make a cloak recently for Noku. ”PLeaseee for the love of all the gods, tell me that’s not Helena’s” Oohhhh if it was her angel just made herself a gigantic target. Especially if those damn things were transferable. ”Have you felt any adverse effect besides generalize soreness…also if the surgery has been recent how has that wing not decayed at all.” There were several things concerning about this…However it would seem that her questioning would have to be put on hold. Due to a knock downstairs. Most likely Roxy as she had instructed her to come.

”I suppoooosee I should get it, I did ask someone to come after all. I need to talk to you both about things regarding the thieves. So you two are partners in a way. Her name is Roxy; she’s fated from my time. Known the girl since I was sixteen. You two should get along fine.” Aria turned and trotted down the stairs; swinging the door open with a big grin. ”Bout time you got your happy butt here! I just put on some tea!”

[Roxanne]

Roxanne stood patiently waiting at the door until Aria came down to open the door. The half demon returned her grin, laughing a bit. "I had to fly in from the forest, I was in the middle of a hunt. I'll take a cup of that, if you don't mind," she said, following Aria back into the house.

She sniffed the air lightly as she entered, her eyes scanning the entirety of the room that she could see and taking note of all available exits right off the bat, as well as anything that could be used as a weapon. The place held a distinct scent that was very similar to a couple of females she had met in the springs. "There's an angel that lives here?" she questioned, her face alight with curiosity. She didn't share the same opinions of angels as most of her kind did, having only met a rare few. They seemed to work on the same side as she did, so she tried to be amicable. 

Making her way into the house, and still following Aria, Roxanne headed upstairs and stopped when Tres came into view. She looked at the woman for a moment, breathing through her nose. The taint of antiseptic and blood was mixed with the angel smell. She smiled gently at the other woman, who seemed a bit anxious. "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Roxanne. I'm an old friend of Aria's. You don't have anything to worry about from me, I'm only a half demon and I'll be on my best behavior," she said, giving the other woman a saucy wink. 

[Core Noru]

This Nova was just the same; Even from an outsider's perspective … The smell, sight, and sounds never changed; which brought a sense of familiarity and peace to the male perched on balcony ledge in the 2nd District. His attire was mostly made of black boiled leather. A tight fit in the torso region, but the garb was perfect for what he needed. After all, the garments Mysteria had let him borrow didn’t seem to fit his style. Plus this way he could have better protection and sneak about easier within the shadows of night.


Luckily for him he didn’t have to pay for his new set of clothes; Everything ‘donated’ by a local clothing shop he had entered just thirty minutes ago. The lock was tricky, but he managed to get what he needed and left without endadence. Which left him with plenty of time to spend the rest of the morning training and exercising on learning how to jump from rooftop to rooftop. A challenge, but one he felt he could do on his own. So he had left Claire back at the cabin to sleep, snuck out and made his way back to Nova to explore.




Now he was catching his breath, while enjoying a sunrise from his perch. A beautiful sight, but with the coming of the sun he knew it was time for him to head back to the cabin. Though as he was beginning to climb down from the balcony, a familiar voice broke through the commotion of the 2nd District morning hours. He jerked his head about, desperate to find the direction he heard that voice. Finally after scanning the street below, his blue eyes caught sight of a face he thought he would never see again.


Aria?!


Could it really be her?! Core thought, quickly moving from the balcony to climb down. Once he made it to a rooftop, he hurried as fast as his legs could carry him across until finally reaching the house he saw Aria and another red head walk in. Perhaps he could break in without notice; If he was wrong and the person turned out not to be who he thought, he could just leave. Couldn’t hurt to attempt or try.


Core thought, climbing down from the rooftop to reach the street below. He went to the back of the house, where he found another door. He inspected it to see if it was locked, took out a lock pick set and quickly unlocked the backdoor. Once the door was opened, he quietly walked in and very very quietly closed the door behind him. He crept around the main floor of the house, looking at everything before reaching the stairs. Once he made it to the stairs, he could hear females talking amongst themselves. He slowly snuck his way up the stairs, staying out of sight and in the shadows as he listened in.

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Aria chuckled, well at least she responded quickly enough considering where she had come from. She closed the door behind her as Roxanne entered the clinic. Aria nodding when she asked if an angel had taken up residence. ”Yes you two have a couple things in common, I think you’ll enjoy her company.” She smiled; yes angels and demons were well opposites by nature but considering Tres worked for Helena once upon a time. She figured she would get along with Roxy well enough. Plus angel demon Aria couldn’t give a flying fucks worth what they were. That and Roxy had proved in the past to be more tolerable then some of her demonic companions.

Aria led the way upstairs noting the way Roxannes nose twitched ever so slightly every time she took a deeper breath. Curious to what she was smelling Aria sniffed as well. Smelt just like what she would expect a clinic to smell. She suppose she was trying to get a handle on Tres’s scent. Aria kept the upstairs door open for Roxanne to walk in. Going straight for the tea which had steeped long enough. As Roxanne introduced herself Aria got out three tea cups from the cabinet. She had figured out where the dishes were when she had been raiding Tres’s kitchen looking for snacks. She placed them out on the table and poured each person a cup. ”She’s a big softy to her friends; she just likes to creep people out.”

Aria took a seat; casting large white coat with the fur trip around the neck over the chair behind her. It was getting warm inside the little apartment anyways. ”So frankly I wanted to introduce you two and catch up; after all Roxanne I believe I g…….” Her nose twitched. She was more than sure a scent just wafted to her nose that she hadn’t smelled before. Her eyebrows furrowed as she held up a hand to pause the other two if they decided to speak. Her nose twitching again. Her mind went out to search for a nearby mouse she was more than sure was present. She found the little being hibernating in a nook under the floor boards. She gave it a gentle nudge ’could you do me a favor and scurry about till you find someone who doesn’t smell like these two’ She sent a mental image and scent memory to the mouse who thankfully scurried out to find the location of the possible intruder. The mouse gave her an image of a foot a few minutes later….seriously mice had horrible vision. Aria placed a glowing hand to her throat; casting her voice to the location of the mouse. Core would hear Arias voice by his foot. The others in the room with Aria would also hear her talking as well. ”While I’m a whole hearted supporter of eavesdropping; I’m highly hypocritical as I do not enjoy when it’s upon myself. Come on up stranger” Really she had no clue who the foot belonged to since she didn’t recognize the scent. Just in case she pulled off her gloves; giving her access to get to the dagger tattooed to her wrist.

[Trésor de Lys]

    Tres looked at Aria with a "I didn't do it" look. But her lips said otherwise "It may or may not be Helena's Wing...." she said extending her words as if she were guilty. She watched as Aria wandered down the stairs, "What do you mean you invited more people to my house?"

    After catching the hint of demon in the air, Tres finally saw a second red-head among the group. "Seems like I'm gonna have to dye my hair if I wanna be a real thief." she said laughing under her breath. Tres pushed herself up to get out of her chair and extended a hand to her new partner so-to-say. "I'm sure you will be. Hi, I'm Tres, it's very nice to meet you." she smiled as if about to explain something, "Yes, I was an angel... still am... it's complicated to say the least." she paused for a second, raising a finger in the air wandering over to sit back down with a cup of tea next to her from Aria "But I was of the Goddess Helena, so based on her intentions I'm not so sure that you can call me an angel." she laughed snarkily.

    She took a sip of the tea Aria set down next to her, and listened to her as she was about to start their meeting of sorts... But then she was caught off-guard by Aria's abrupt stop. She looked around the room and could tell that she sensed something... else. Until finally she announced that there was another person among them. "Oh for crying out loud, how many of you have to break into my home in one day?" she said exasperated.

[Roxanne]

Roxanne quirked an eyebrow at Aria's reply and chuckled, shaking her head at the irony. Of course Aria would think that an angel and a half demon would get along. Most people wouldn't, which is why it made sense coming from the short red head. Once the angel had introduced herself and explained that she used to work for Helena, Roxanne made a noise of understanding. "So that's why you thought we'd get along. We're a couple of misfits," she said, smiling.

Her nose started twitching about the same time as Aria's and her eyes took on a sharp glint as she looked to her current 'boss'. Her katana was already half drawn when Aria invited the intruder in. Tres didn't seem alarmed either, merely annoyed at having so many unwelcome visitors. "Hey, I didn't break in. I was invited, just because I'm a demon doesn't mean I can't have manners. I do so love surprises though.," she said, flashing a wicked grin. Roxanne considered that perhaps she was a bit jumpy but didn't relax her grip on the hilt as she kept her eyes on the door. "I wonder who has the balls to eavesdrop on Aria, a half demon, and one of Helena's old buddies?" she murmured, curious.

[Core Noru]

Core kept very silent while he stood motionlessly on the staircase. His body almost locking up in place in order not to make a sound as he listened. So far the conversation he could manage to hear seemed like just introductions, small talk and pleasantries. Perhaps a very first meeting of friends or acquaintances. Either way, Core kept quiet and kept his breathing to a minimum to try and keep himself hidden as long as possible. Having not practice hiding, scouting, and well….Living in almost over 1000 years, he was rather rustic.


Which was confirmed within a matter of minutes; Aria had called him out. Core froze, shocked that she had found him out so soon… That was until he looked down to where he heard Aria’s voice coming from. It was a tiny mouse of all things. His brow furrowed, giving a sigh and nudged the mouse off the step. He didn’t say a word, taking note how Aria said ‘stranger’ instead of his name. So perhaps his identity had not been compromised yet.


Core hesitantly took the first few steps forward and gradually made his way up the stairs and stopped. He looked around the room for a moment, his steps heavy as he no longer cared to keep himself properly hidden. His features hidden with the hood covering over his face, keeping his identity still a secret from the ladies within the room.


His gaze fixed on Aria the moment he entered the room. His eyes focused on her hand which was holding her wrist, most likely ready to stab him if he made any sudden movements that would seem...Funny to her. “ I say a hypocrite indeed. Last time I saw you, you were playing pretend in the castle. “ Core smirked, slowly holding his hands out to show he didn’t have a weapon in hand before reaching up to pull back the hood from over his head. The hood dropping back on his shoulders revealing the blue hair and face of the man who Aria would recognize. A large shit eating grin slowly growing on his fair, flesh colored features as he looked at all three red heads in the room. “ I’m sorry for intruding in your ladies ‘get together’, I hope that my company has not put off the evening. I perhaps should've knocked instead.” He smiled nervously, not sure who’s house he broke into.

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Aria’s eyes narrowed as Tres said it may be Helena’s wing….very fully meaning it was. ”You realize you just made yourself a major target; along with the possibility of myself getting dragged down with you. After all if she comes after you, you bear my mark.” Aria could smell a whole slew of trouble coming along with this choice. Seriously if Helena was even half as vindictive as the rest of them, this could only end badly. At least the situation lightened up slightly as Tres looked horrified that Aria would invite more people to her house; she didn’t receive an answer as she had gone to get roxy.

When they had come back Tres’s reaction sparked some amusement from Aria; she supposed red hair was just a coincidence. Wasn’t like she had planned it that way. Aria remained quiet as the two greeted each other. As the interruption occurred Aira did have to momentarily chuckle at Tres’s reaction and Roxy’s comment that fallowed. ”I plead guilty for breaking in; still have not quite mastered the concept of knocking.” Her eyebrow rose as Roxy made the comment about who had the balls to eavesdrop. Aria turned and looked at Roxy with a blank expression ”Love how the last two sounded somewhat menacing while I’m just Aria; speaks wonders to how you feel about me” She didn’t think she appeared ‘THAT’ scary.

Aria let her concentration on the mouse go as Core nudged it away. The footsteps up the stairs indicating he had indeed decided to join them. She forced herself to appear relaxed however she was ready to act if need be. Aria at the moment hadn’t a clue who the tall figure in the door way could be; his features were hidden by a hood. That was until he spoke; Aria’s face blanked for a second turning that to surprise…That voice. The unmistakable voice. Was it him? Or a trick? Then again what he said next not many people knew… ”Core?” Aria stood up; her features going from pure shock to excitement. {b]”CORE!”[/b] When he pulled his hood back she launched herself at him; throwing her arms around him in a tight hug. ”HOW!? WHEN?” Yep reduced to one word questions. She squeezed him tight once more before stepping back, completely baffled to what she was seeing in front of her.

Aria quickly regained her wits though as he addressed the other two. Her mind quickly going back to his first comment. ”I can’t say its pretend now…… plus; last time you saw me I was high as hell off of lunar flowers, and half dead. At that point I was still a prisoner.” Aria motioned for him to take her chair as she went to go get another cup for the tea. Clearly indicating he was more than welcome to stay. ”Girls this is Core; Core you know of Roxy, and the other one is Tres. You were with me when I dragged her off and threw a boot at fates face.” Aria placed the cup where she motioned for Core to take a seat and pulled out another chair for herself. ”Quick explanation for you Tres; Core was fated over with me and was living in a sword/my head for a VERY long time…..said sword was taken from me. Speaking of that, Core, how is the waffle twat?”

[Trésor de Lys]

    Tres watched as Aria traveled down the stairs, "I understood the risks, and I'm sorry if that puts a target on you..." she paused a moment "I wanted to be able to fly again." she muttered quietly.

    Tres laughed at Roxy following her demon assumption. "Oh please, I wouldn't be so quick to generalize all demons." she gestured towards Aria "Aria however does not know nor understand the purpose of a front door." she laughed. After listening to Aria honestly admit to her lack of door-knowledge. Following the acknowledgement of their unwanted visitor she mumbled, "Apparently neither does our visitor..." she grinned at Roxy's description of the Trio, but prepared herself for whatever may come.

    Tres stared intensely at the hooded figure who slowly emerged from the shadows of her stairwell corridor. The man then dropped his hood and revealed a striking visage. Tres arched an eyebrow as she was taken aback by the appearance of the man's striking blue hair and distinguishing features. He was as beautiful as he was striking.

    Tres heard him speak, and she let out a quick sigh, all with a slight smile on her face. After he claimed to have not known whose home he broke into, Tres quickly spoke Knocking would have been appreciated. she paused a moment until she caught his attention. "But as you can probably see, that's not a formality here." after speaking, she quickly jutted her head down, but then turning her focus onto Aria.

    Tres was thrown off-guard when as soon as he revealed himself, Aria's features appeared to soften and she jumped into his arms. Tres took a moment to process the "what the fuck" moment that just took place. She hadn't seen Aria that eager to jump into anyone's arms. In fact, the closest Aria had ever gotten to showing excitement towards her was when she had rolled around in her blood the first day she arrived in Nova.

    After providing context, Tres finally understood. "Ah yes, sorry I don't remember you. That whole day was... blurry to say the least." she offered a faint but friendly smile to Core as Aria retrieved another mug for him. Tres sat back in her seat and quickly sipped at her tea, trying not to stare at Core. Her head turned to face Aria as she explained ever so briefly how she knew Core. "Sounds like you have a very... personal... relationship.: she laughed.

    Tres then looked at Aria with wide eyes at her sudden mention of "twat waffle" ... all Tres could think was, pardon me?.    

[Roxanne]

Roxanne grinned as Aria voiced a complaint about her word choice, shaking her head. "You're scary enough on your own not to need a description," she insisted, as she kept an eye on the door. She could hear the faint creak of footsteps now as the third uninvited visitor made his way up the stairs.

When he entered the room she eyed him warily, watching Aria's reaction to judge her own. When he spoke, her eyes snapped to the hood, intrigued by sound of it. As his hood finally dropped, Roxanne's gaze turned appreciative. The man was as handsome as his voice suggested, his blue hair such a unique color. Aria jumped into the man's arms almost immediately and the half demon chuckled, finally relaxing. Her hand moved to her hip as she settled into a more casual stance and waited patiently.

Introductions and a brief explanation followed, as she expected. Roxanne looked at Core for a moment, a few pieces from her previous conversations with Aria falling into place. She grinned at him, giving him a playful wink. "You're the best looking sword I've ever seen. Welcome to our little group of misfits, or perhaps I should say, welcome back?" she laughed. Then she looked to Tres as the angel commented on the nature of the relationship, laughing again at the understatement.

When Aria mentioned the twat waffle, Roxanne snorted and rolled her eyes. "She's still got a bounty on her head that I intend to collect, that's how she is," the half demon muttered under her breath, half hissing the statement. Her lavender eyes rested curiously on Core though as she waited for his answers.