Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26210095-20161022213310/@comment-26444332-20161101222604

Kiyo stands, and her pale child-like form suddenly feels far more intimidating than it looks. Two black feathered wings snap out from her back, sending a shock of wind through the room that flutters her dark hair. Her dark blue eyes study them intently.

'I assume you're not just dropping in for tea?' she asks, picking up a red-hilted katana leaning against her throne and drawing it, tossing away the sheath. The golden tsuba glints in the shadows, and the silver steel blade sends shivers through all four of the angels for no reason.

She settles into a stance, Ko Gasumi no Kamae, and smiles thinly.

'Oh, Hana? Go tell Gilgamesh and Camael that I'm having a spot of bother,' she calls, and a small red bird flutters out the window. She exhales slightly.

'So, to what do I owe the pleasure?'