⊹ 《30TH MAY, NIGHT》
It hadn't even been five days since her return.
Already something new was stirring.
"This should be alright." Kiaravell muttered quietly to herself after having sorted out her new room as best as she could, given her troubled mind. She was quite content with it, actually. Unlike her past home, this one had a roof.
Demetri had kindly allowed her to stay while working at the Chez Tzaz-- his own restaurant-- as a live performer and/or whatever else he may need her to be. Kiaravell was elated. It seemed as though all was right with the world (as right as it could be, anyway) for a short while. Until someone came in and told them that Archer was missing, of course.
Sighing heavily, Kiaravell let herself collapse onto her makeshift bed, the one made out of feathers and other soft items. It looked more like a birds' nest than anything, but it was the one she'd been using for so many years. She didn't have the heart to part with it. She only hoped Demetri wouldn't mind...
"It's always something, isn't it?" The question wasn't directed at anyone. Turning onto her non-injured side, Kiaravell let her wings curl around herself. The details of today's mystery struck Kiaravell hard. Especially after Baku had said... but it wasn't. It couldn't be. Even Demetri said so.
"For once, let it be nothing."
