Walk towards the Light. [OPEN/Quincy Only]

The machinations of fate, mysterious and often misconstrued and unable to be understood. The leader of the vandenreich pondered as she looked over papers to see a particularly warming sight. Individuals who bridged the barrier the quincy often struggled with. blood and pride. However as her eyes narrowed she did nothing, but merely noted those who incited the bullying in the very beginning, she’d give them a soft reprimand later for the blatant disrespect of her own will. Yet, she also knew it’d take time, as time was the medicine that healed even the gravest of rifts.

The gentle tinkling of her earrings would be almost inaudible, her spiritual trace no greater than the powerless humans they originated from. Her eyes slanted as she studied them, listening to their exchange within a small corner shop that was rather inconspicuous on its own. Many thought the leader to be lofty, unreachable maybe, but it was just she often didn’t have the time to visit, paperwork was a never ending chore that left her many sleepless nights, and bleary eyed mornings.

Yet, it struck a chord in the leader, how the one time she had decided for a change of pace, of scenery, that she had stumbled upon one of the very sites she wished to see. Cooperation, understanding and a lack of difference. It was a trait she wished many of her leaders in the current vandenreich would emulate and strive to uphold. Yet she didn’t intervene as they discussed, instead she had pushed her papers to the side and propped her chin up within the cradle of her palm, her elbow resting comfortably against the table.

”..Hmm..”

She thought to herself as the scene unfolded itself. Her hearing subtly enhanced by her spiritual energy through her ability c the control. She had embedded the concept of sound within her ear, allowing for the subtle minute sounds to be enhanced to their maximum potential within the cradle of her inner ear.

Then, they seemed to be on the move, and the quincy leader subtly vanished from her current location, using her bird's eye view of the entire city of light to bridge a connection between reishi. Through it her appearance upon the rooftop was smooth and seemless, not a smidge of reishi leaking from her body that could be traced.

She also heard that the girl was looking for the executive branch and then from the other person that her branch was full of bullies. Now that made her choke down a soft chuckle. But it seemed there was the affinity of fate here, and that spurred the quincy leader herself into action. Her first foot left the edge of the rooftop, plummeting downwards her silver hair whipping above her head before she landed on a snow-flake shaped platform of energy, smoothly walking to the ground.

Her voice was smooth and serene. Her back poised and proper, and the soft inclination of her chin downwards to look at them as she descended showing her ancient pride. Soon her feed firmly pressed to the ground with a sharp click of her high heeled boots, her silver gaze, the color of faint gunmetal grey hues studying the two before her once more.

”..Are you two looking to for the application paperwork?”

She thought it’d be quaint to not outright ask them if joining was their intent, but rather see if they first knew who she was. She felt it was more interesting this way, she didn’t need to garner their respect from titles. Even if they knew who she was, her very airs would be gentle and kind, after all the younger generation was the backbone that would eventually exceed the previous generation, even old-timers like her could learn a thing or two from them eventually.

However for now, Niflheim paused and waited, a soft smile upon her lips and the emblem that marked her of the vandenreich organization glistening proudly in the light.