xavier’s Comments (group member since Jun 20, 2021)

Adara's gaze flickered towards the pale bag in his hand, shifting her body slightly to hide the bottle sticking out of her crossbody bag though there was no point. They both knew what it was. "Don't worry Callie, this never happened." She teased, raising an eyebrow with a smirk. "So, just 'cause it's like midnight and sneaking past guards has now become boring and it's not like I have anything better to do right now, what's in the bag little bro?" she asked, the taunting tone present as always. Her knuckles were wrapped by white bandages and as her makeup wore off, you could see the ghosts of bruises and scratches scattered across her skin.

"Obviously." She huffed, smoothing her raven-wing-black hair down after getting over her surprise. "And you? I don't normally see you after mother forces us to the dining hall for dinner." She commented, not an accusation... but not not an accusation. It was a very hypocritical one anyways. As anti-social as Cal was, Aera was just as bad, staying away from her family as much as possible. She kicked her pointed black leather boot against a rock on the ground, fidgeting as she kept an eye out for guards or anyone in general. She was borderline obsessed with it honestly, black leather accessories and green things too. Well, you're not a rich kid until you spend outrageous amount of money on addictions, at least her main ones were fashion-related instead of drugs or things like that.

Aera landed on the ground with both feet a brief puff of dust when she hit it, carefully taking the saddle off of Lexie's back and placing more water and his very fancy food in the trough. She pet his face and planted a kiss on his head to a noise made to show her that she was annoying him and must go to sleep or he'd ram her out of his area. She laughed and stepped out, ready to sneak back through the window of her chambers, only to jump like 2 solid feet when she saw her brother standing there. Were the neighs of Blizzard quiet? No. But as they were in the stables, she hadn't thought that anything was out of the ordinary even after the added sounds... she really wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed was she? Anywho, she let out a "FUCK" in a whisper-yell when she saw the shadowy figure in the dark of midnight, taking her hand off of the dagger in her pocket once she realized that it was her brother.