As she drew nearer to the palace she could tell that it was very elegant, heavily decorated kin of place. She made her way to the gate and the guards proceeded to allow her inside and she walked to the entrance and walked inside. The inside was even more magical feeling, almost like she had entered another world. She looked about the main room, moving her hands along the furniture. This made her glad she had taken the warrior job for this Lord, though she had no even met or conversated with the Northern Lord, she didn't know if that Lord would have such a beautiful place.
Lady Odette had been up most of the night as she usually was, sitting on the roof top and trailing about in her never ending unpleasant thoughts. She wanted this little spat to be done and over with so she could get on with her life, or be done with it, which ever came first; sometimes she wondered...But that was besides the point. She let her hair hang loose around her shoulders, her dark hair almost hitting the floor, but just short enough to not do so. She didn't care to look at herself in the small mirror she had placed in her chambers, as she almost never looked into it, usually keeping it covered up.
She had been staring at the ceiling above her person almost the entire nights stay on the land, her mind traveling through the events ahead of her today. She wasn't sure if she would show them the planned out map today, she wanted her new guests to become comfortable before she did so.
Lady Odette stepped down the overly large staircase and made her way to Soki with an expressionless look on her face, which was not very unusual for her. "Hello my dear," she said in a not so loving way as she touched the top of his head in acknowledgement of his presence, "Have my warriors arrived? I would like to become acquainted with them and their powers." A twinge of a smirk made its way across her neutral face, put disappeared before it could even become obvious to the naked eye. Her sad empty orbs of eyes just looked at him, awaiting an answer, the stare emitting a strange almost unwelcoming feeling in the air between them.
Sylar hadn't been paying much attention to how much time he had spent traveling to get to his new 'job', he had been paying too much attention to Sister's antics to care about such a simple thing as time span. She had been attempting to make him laugh, for some reason she found his laugh comforting, and her nerves were a bit shot on that day for reasons neither of them could explain. Thus, she had been doing flips and wrestling with rocks the entire traveling period of the day, making him laugh quite a few times; every time she would come up to one of his horns and spin on it, making a rather cute squeaking sound as she did so. Though, as they got closer, she seemed to stop and just stayed on his shoulder, her face cuddling up to the side of his neck as her large purple eyes stared ahead and she continued to transmit sound to him.
He saw the place and notice a female walking in, though he ignored her for the time being, not really caring who else was going to be there besides the Lord himself. He was hungry, he wanted to get the talking over with, eat, and go to whatever chambers the Lord chose to give him. He stepped into the building, Sister digging her small little claws into his shoulder as he did so, she always expected the worst, which was good, considering she was his ears and he never really thought much about what bad could happen.
He did however squirm alittle at the feeling in the air, he had stayed in his normal outfit not really feeling up to wearing the outfit she choose out for him, at least not right now though if she brought it up he'd have no choice. He looked to the side thinking on what he could do, "My Lady should I fetch you something to eat while you await them?" He asked with a curious expression. This he could do, at least it'd be better then standing around doing nothing awaiting the entry of three new strangers. He placed his hands behind his back standing up straight waiting for her commands, as it was, he brushed a hand through his black bangs trying to get them out of his face, he didn't like having only one eye visible, losing depth perception wasn't the greatest thing in the world specially when you were already a klutz (Then again he was only a klutz when she made him wear "Those" outfits) He shivered as the thought of having to wear one entered his head. He shifted uncomfortably at these thoughts, but returning to reality and the fact he was still in the presence of his lady he straightened himself out once more awaiting the commands of what she wanted from him during their wait.
Taking a few steps out of her comfortable shadows, Zira bows to her master. "M'Lord, is there anything I can do for you at this moment?"