Blame It On My ADD, Baby {Jup}

The phoenix would come, her stance one of authority, showing her power clear, though it appeared to be but the normal show one would give when approaching a loner at the borders. The woman was no less impressive then the day Arisu last saw her -- fought her. It is a day the red-brown girl remembers well, without fail. It is this woman who took her tongue from her, forever warping how she would speak, and yet, it is not out of anger that she shows her face at the borders of this woman’s territory. Not at all.

As she is addressed Arisu would dip her head deeply, respectfully, to the phoenix, her tail held at a respectful position. “Perhap’ ‘o.” The female would pause for a moment. “I came ‘o ‘ha’k you. For ope’ing my eyes. ‘o co’gradu’a’e you as we’.” Arisu’s acidic gaze would lift to the woman, not trying to hide how she spoke. Showing no shame. Her tail would give a small flick, ears lifting as a smirk finds it’s way to her face.

“I fou’d i’ righ’ ‘o owe you a favor... A’d 'ere I am. Fighting... Or even poisons. Such interesting little things. Just a small dose on an unsuspecting victim could slowly work through their system. Depending on what you wanted to do to them... Kill them... Or just make them suffer miserably. Yes... They were beautiful things. She would offer to do this service, or to fight, for the sake of the one who had earned her respect in the one way that truly showed strength -- through battle itself. She would wait to see if the phoenix wished to call upon the favor now, or, perhaps, to save it for a rainy day.