Snippet #1373681

Arcadia decided to stay standing, her azure eyes resting on the girl with the coffee colored hair. Arcadia was already annoyed with everyone in the room, besides Axel. Not because she immediately hated them for where they came from, but because they hated each other because of where they came from. The girl was staring at her with murder in her eyes, but Arcadia wasn't interested. The girl seemed to hate vampires, shown by the wooden stake hanging from her neck. She shouldn't be surprised that other's hated them for various reasons, since most of the royals were arrogant. That was one thing she was not. She was anything but that, because she had been raised differently.

She sighed softly and stayed back, watching as the girl turned her nose up at everyone who came in. Whether it was the siren boy or the shaman one who had just entered. Arcadia's calm gaze flicked over each face, taking in their appearance. Of course, everyone here would be wildly stunning. That's just the way things were. Chev sat at her side, both his blue eye and his green eye fixed on the cat that sat upon one of the men's shoulders. She noted he was probably from Ténèbres, as well as the girl who already seemed to hate her without knowing her name. She returned his slight nod with one of her own, but her expression remained the same. Practically emotionless, save the small spark of amusement that glinted in her heavily lashed blue eyes.

She walked over to the large window at the end of the room and looked out at the view, crossing her arms over her flat stomach. The scenery was amazing, and she decided she could get used to this place. Not because the people in it, but because it was going to be great to capture on paper. Her fingers were already aching from the desire to sketch, and she suddenly wished she had her pad and a pencil with her. There was a small window seat built into the wall next to the window and she took a seat, leaning back against the wall. She drew her slender legs up to her chest and sighed softly as Chev sat next to the seat. She stroked his soft fur and scratched behind his ears gently, letting her mind wander. She briefly wondered which man in the room she was supposed to be betrothed to. She then wished she could just get out of this hate-filled room and explore the place for a bit.

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Axel watched silently as the scene unfolded before him. A few people had walked in since he had been here, and no one had really spoken back to either of them. He could already tell the girl with the coffee hair hated he and his sister, and well, everyone else that happened to enter the room, save the guy with the cat. The only reason she probably didn't hate his was because he was the girl's brother. At that moment, Axel felt bad for the guy, having to be related to someone so outwardly judging and prejudice.

"Does anyone in here speak?" One of the guys, Zelekos, asked as he took a seat a little ways down from the girl who had refused to respond to him. He seemed to be the Siren prince, and pretty outgoing. Normally, Axel would just remain silent until directly spoken to, just because that was the way he was. He wasn't a big conversationalist in meeting someone new. But, they were all to be living with each other for who knows how long, so he decided to suck it up.

"Axel Nyx. That's my sister, Arcadia." He introduced himself and his sister, making a gesture towards her as she turned and waved politely. "It seems like everyone here is to good to be talking to someone out of their race." He added, but didn't flick a glance in anyone's direction. He stayed where he was, his stormy eyes rested on Zelekos.