On the Move

Imperia wasnt too far as she patrolled the surroundings, eyes cold, expressing nothing. She didnt expressed what she didn't have at all, no feelings, no feelings to reflect. She didnt need them, she didnt need anyone. Paced walk brought her to the gathering after hearing her cousin's calls, without a hint of interest she found her way, findig a few were there before her. But as usual from her, she made no motion to sit close to any of them, taking instead a distant seat, still at hearing range but away. And as quite as a tomb she would simply watch and wait. She couldn't wait for being able to kick the pirate's asses, to spill their guts and bathe in their blood for insulting and standing on their way.

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