Ver had not exactly kept tabs on the Cartel, she had no need to bother them anymore what happened was in the past and they were once again not inhabited by child maimers and were simply living alone in a world that was quickly going wild around them. She's curious how affected they are from what she'd did, or more correctly what their former members had done. She'd told them she'd leave them alone and she had, the Ruins followed suit even if she'd said no words against them. It was as if once again they'd fallen victim to themselves, to their business which was dying.
But her ears had caught some words of the peninsula from the maw of a seller from the trade center, telling of hosts; prostitutes something Ver would've ignore and pushed passed just to get to what she needed (wrappings for Sangria's sword and some diamonds to line a crown) it was when he spoke a name; Yuuka's name that her blood ran cold and that her heart burst from her chest. She still remember them as she'd last seen them, head splattered and body hanging from branches smelling of a foreign man she had yet to tear the throat out of. She still brought flowers to the grave, remembered the former Veiler with fondness, she missed her dearly same with Lucien. Her first friends in the Veil, treasured and adored by her. She misses those easy days where she just had Yuuka's "lover" to chase after and hurt and not dozens and dozens of men and enemies to keep away from the pines.
She had been calm when she inquired, didn't let her voice warble and didn't get to excited. She couldn't be sure, didn't want to get her hopes up to be met with someone who didn't have their plush gray fur and always bubbly smile. She'd handed over her gold in payment early and was told of a place to meet, she'd made sure to make it clear she wasn't in any need of "fun times" other than someone to talk to (the man had looked at her strangely for that a "uh-huh" passing through his lips).
And so she came to the beaches of the Cartel sitting and waiting eyes looking out over the coast wondering how long it had truly been and why it'd felt like yesterday when she gave Yuuka their first bouquet.
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