Rose wasn't paying that much attention to the conversation at the moment. It was Mr Skovasja's decision after all if he wanted to join in or not. She just kept an eye on Raphael to make sure her friend didn't get hurt.
Then her nose caught a scent and she frowned. She knew that scent, knew who it belonged to, but that man wasn't in the room. Was he? Could he hide like Belial? Or had she just missed him enter?
She slowly turned around once, looking at everyone in the room. No, that man wasn't here. But his scent was. And his scent couldn't walk in without him.
The next moment her ears twitched minutely and she could have sworn she'd heard a very quiet noise, a rustling like someone turning a page in a book.
She looked around again, kept her eyes on every single person in the room long enough to ascertain that none of them was reading a book. Her hackles rose. Something most definitely wasn't right here and her shoulders tensed.
And yet she couldn't alert anyone to the situation without giving away her secret. If she and Raphael had been alone in here she would have whispered into his ear what she had smelled and heard, but she couldn't do anything here and now. She could only wait what would happen...
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Date: Monday, 7 February 2011 22:45 (UTC)Then her nose caught a scent and she frowned. She knew that scent, knew who it belonged to, but that man wasn't in the room. Was he? Could he hide like Belial? Or had she just missed him enter?
She slowly turned around once, looking at everyone in the room. No, that man wasn't here. But his scent was. And his scent couldn't walk in without him.
The next moment her ears twitched minutely and she could have sworn she'd heard a very quiet noise, a rustling like someone turning a page in a book.
She looked around again, kept her eyes on every single person in the room long enough to ascertain that none of them was reading a book. Her hackles rose. Something most definitely wasn't right here and her shoulders tensed.
And yet she couldn't alert anyone to the situation without giving away her secret. If she and Raphael had been alone in here she would have whispered into his ear what she had smelled and heard, but she couldn't do anything here and now. She could only wait what would happen...