#isa;

"it could've been worse." isa protested as the other pressed a cold washcloth into their wound. they had a match earlier in the day and ended up face-down on the floor with a few scrapes on their face. "i'm just annoyed about my shift at the bar tonight. i need my pretty face to make all my tips."

It was late, later than Isa usually stayed awake for. But Benedict had gone missing and the Founder was ready to tear apart every inch of her world to find her. She had already searched the city thoroughly. Much to the annoyance of her co-leader, who probably thought she was accusing him of something. The only place left to look was outside, and the thought of her precious Benedict wandering out on her own had given her nothing but the feeling of dread.

It wasn’t until a little while later that she noticed a stranger wandering about. A woman who’s current defining characteristic was the fact that she dressed in red. Isa wasn’t sure if they were friend or foe, but wandering around at night was far too dangerous for any human. By instinct, she knew she had to get them to safety. She slinks closer, trying to remain undetected, before yanking her wrist and dragging her into a cave.

Benedict huffed at Isa, who was absentmindedly brushing her mane. It was a long day with nothing but battle and travel. Her return to the extra-dimensional fortress was supposed to be a welcome respite. But due to the situation at hand she was forced to stay awake for a little while longer.

The queen doubted she could rest even if she was allowed to, given the circumstances.

She found her nephew, who in turn didn't recognize her at all. There was a battle, and Jesse didn't want to fight either side. Next thing she knows; she's working with the kingdom that 'accidentally' kidnapped her brother's child. The same child that thought it'd be hilarious if she placed things as awkwardly as she possibly can.

Isa sighed, and took a look at Benedict's appearance. The sound of footsteps quickly grabbed her attention. Fortunately, the culprit was a familiar face. She smiled as warmly as she could to greet her.