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Post by Honeystorm on May 29, 2020 23:31:41 GMT -5
( Creating a bunch of open threads and pinging users in them! Feel free to reply regardless of if you're the one tagged to jump in or not, and even if you're tagged, obviously this is an optional rp. Spot here's your thread. c; )
The ex-Spy probably wasn't supposed to be on Regime land. Or, well, she supposed Sean wouldn't mind, but Zakiyyah certainly didn't feel quite comfortable with it. Which was funny, she had no issues with it when she hadn't reconciled with her father, but now that she had, and had chosen to have some sort of meaningful relationship with him again, this all felt incredibly strange. She could turn around, but the Enforcer had never been the type to shy away from things before, and she really shouldn't start now.
Of course, it was rather cramped, wasn't it? Not the main tunnels, of course, the ones most likely to have actual patches of greenery that the surface didn't, but the further from them you went, the shorter, older tunnels were hard for her to stand upright in. She was exceptionally tall, taller than Sean, taller than Senescence and Lucistic. Topside did have certain benefits, and not feeling at all cramped was one of them.
"Hey! What are you doing here?" Came a warning voice but not quite hostile. A brown tabby tom with long fur approached. His green eyes bored into Zakiyyah. "You are no longer a Regime member. State your business."
Funny, she wondered if someone had put up 'stop on sight' posters about her. Not that it was surprising. Zakiyyah might be Shule's daughter, but there were rumors circulating of her betraying the Regime not too long after Kotori, though there was no proof of such, so anything a cat said might, or might not, be true. "Oh? I didn't realize the Regime stopped relatives of the Commander or her mate from strutting about where they wished." She mused, whiskers twitching slightly. It was hard not to look anything but unaffected, face tilting down to have china doll blue eyes, too innocent, but too piercing and knowing at the same time, returning his gaze with ease.
"Usually, no. However, tales of you and your brother's betrayal has spread through the Regime. As far as I'm concerned, neither of you are welcomed here." He spoke confidently and sternly though his green eyes were kind. "If you wish to see them, I will gladly pass on the message.'
"And what if I don't leave?" Zakiyyah could, at any point, tell the tom that she'd already spoken with her father, Sean, and that he'd invited her to come and visit, but where was the fun in that? She was here, and she really didn't intend to go anywhere. The feline's expression was schooled into being about as unreadable as it could get, a vaguely mischievous, knowing smile whispering across her lips as she spoke.
