a house divided | MEETING 8/27

[align=center][div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; width: 60%; text-align: justify;"]Had anyone else but Yes Man given the call for a meeting, there is a considerable chance that Melantha would not have arrived. But she respects the Ardent (and he is among the few who can claim as much), so she arrives in spite of her obvious distaste for large gatherings. Tawny golden fur shines in the sunlight as the powerful predator approaches on muscular limbs, carefully navigating through the crowd as if brushing against any of them would cause her to contract some sort of terrible disease. Their craziness, perhaps. Sometimes Melantha thinks that she is the only one among the masses who is not someone with a penchant for murder and tendency to be a massive dick. Although she cannot remember much of her life prior to the Pitt, Mel knows deep down that she has always been the way she is now. Everyone else must have a couple screws loose, or something.

The young female takes a seat beside Esklav, wordlessly nodding to him in greeting. Let's just get this over with, she thinks sullenly.