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Of course her break was brief, cut short by a directionless cousin. With a roll of her eyes, the young zodiac made sure she wouldn’t return to the dining hall without a sly remark. “Kei, some of us have a life, y'know. Not everyone wants to stick around for your family’s hard on for lectures.”

As she stepped on, the heel of her sneakers squeaking against the pristine floors, she gave the dragon a simple wave, “Bye, Jiā. Don’t miss me too much.”

The lady Rie always brought with her a sense of falsely stringed authority, almost akin to a child crying for the attention of her mother. Funnily enough, she too was quick to throw a tantrum like one with the way she put on a display of such commanding ire. The weight of her glance loomed above the Circle, so sharp, so cold, so.. To the point. Entertaining was never in her nature. It almost drawed out a chuckle from Feiyao. Of course, the little cat knew better than to laugh, yet the slight smirk that graced her lips could not be contained.

And now the God wanted their time, her time. So desperate, so fearful, so demanding. Even having the sheer gall to make such a lofty threat—“disturbing the natural order.” Rie could barely contain her own fury with the way she barked like a dog.

A quiet exhale escaped Feiyao’s lips. Like a child.

It didn’t take long for the young redhead’s drifiting attention to wander across the hall. She watched the way the members' faces contorted as the words of Rie hit their ears; some seemed unphased, others with hints of terror in their glance, some serious, some irritated. Some even noticed her lingering crimson stare, in which she always replied with a foxy grin.

When the God concluded her speech, Feiyao didn’t rise from her chair. Instead she quietly watched as the gathering devolved into whispers of mayhem, quick to organize themselves into their own flocks. Instead she turned her attention to the unfortunate soul who sat next to her, an invitation to begin conversation.

Her tone was nonchalant as her arms remained crossed on the table, one hand carrying a nearly empty wine glass while the other tapped the table in no particular fashion. “Disturbing the natural order… That’s a new one.” Feiyao’s voice trailed off, a hint of amusement in her eyes as she looked over to Keisuke. “Kind of wander if you’re the one who put that idea in her head, I mean..” She chuckled quietly, “...with the way you tip-toe around her.”

Whatever the Boar grumbled back was promptly ignored as she took another sip from the glass, “No need for the theatrics. But I guess it runs in the family.” Feiyao quipped, “I guess.”

Feiyao Lin ✽

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