another-hellspawn said: "Hey, I need your help." Victor said, looking at Emerald. "Cinder and myself have become...distant...has she said anything about me lately? Is she mad at me?" He asked. //*Worried Hellspawn noises*//
Emerald didn’t even look to Victor as she kept her focus trained on the city below them. Victor was secretive; always wanting to hide what he was but all the while wanted to be comfortable. So when Victor had asked to meet up, Emerald gave the time and location to him with this in mind.
She sat at the edge of the building they took presence of, the night shrouding the misfits of Vale quite easily. The wind blew amongst them, as if speaking for Emerald herself. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear before speaking up again.
“Cinder has a lot of things on top of her. Phase Two, schooling, image, missions and otherwise...” Her head looked up to Victor’s direction, her ruby vision offering a simple glance. “It’s natural that she wouldn’t have the time to dabble with affairs, not when things are crucial as is.”









