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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]It was nostalgic; the earth under her light and dainty figure and the memories that flashed past her optics. The lioness felt old; no, no she felt weariness that came with the history upon setting her eyes on new faces, yet it quickly vanished as soon as she gathered her thoughts — which was a result of months of contemplation — because it was only the beginning of the journey she had experienced many times, of course, with new faces and new places.

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Syrena Arryn. Now it was a stranger's name that echoed in her head; so unfamiliar that she had thrown it to a corner in her mind. How tragic that she had used to know the female, a bright, gentle albino and a mind with wonders and a true democrat. Then again, Syrena had been her. Calliope, before she had decided to disappear and change her identity; she had been a proud Arryn Heir and she had had so many friends and... Apparently, she had felt pushed to abandon. Leaving her metaphorical treasure behind, she had chosen to introduce herself as a Tyrell, residing in High Garden. Since then, she had been keeping herself away from the crowd's eyes, afraid that she hadn't been courageous enough to let go of the regretful past and afraid that she wouldn't be convincing in her role.

She could not be Syrena anymore. It was certain that the lioness had been receiving updates with the help of a servant, but it had been become obvious that she could not rot in her room. Syrena or Calliope, she would be back, back to where the game was played with a mind and a heart set on specific goals and with a mind stronger than ever. Syrena's traits were replaced and Calliope was finally born.

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The strikingly beautiful lioness, with a green hood over her head which had the house sigil attached and concealing her face under the shadow, she walked past the market with a stoic expression that froze her sharp features, and the Tyrell only stopped on her tracks when her aqua eyes caught the stand with jewelry. Taking her hood off, a reserved smile was fixed on her maw, and the Tyrell breathed the fresh air which was definitely different in King's Landing as the air was aromatic in High Garden.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; height: 195px; background: url(http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m60s7zNvyT1rqkf12.gif); background-position: center;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; a: hover; font-family: georgia; font-style: bold; font-size: 20px; color: #FFFFFF; width: 470px; height; 10px]C A L L I O P E[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; width: 470px; height; 10px; borderwidth=0px;][size=7pt]female - 11 months - straight - regular lioness - shapeshifts into a lioness with gills and a fish tail in water -[abbr=NPC x NPC, westeros, mutations]other tags[/abbr] - attack in white[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]Joining the Tyrells was the easiset part, considering it was just as simple as one, two, three to hop into another body — the color of her eyes strangely remained the same, aquatic orbs and it was impossible to get rid of the idiosyncratic scent considering she did not own a scent manipulation — although she had been reckoned to be powerless except her merlioness genes which only happened to be revealed in contact with water. House Tyrell was not even the most popular House, in fact, it was long buried in the past with a stain on their name, she had researched its history once, and since her arrival to the rich land, she had sort of become a significant member as Calliope happened to take care most of the business and affairs there.

What had come as a hardship was to get used to carrying a House Sigil that was not the Arryns'; she did not feel even the least of familarity — but still, the rose with thorns did suit her tale of life. She was growing strong, indeed, and luckily she would attract members to the House so it could get bigger soon.

Alerted by the voices she was not very familiar with — she had been away for a long time now, of course she had missed Blindkit's growth, she was Blindlove now — the graceful lioness, reasonably young and at her primes glanced at the blind Arryn and Oliver. Blindness, the merciless deformation of the vision rang a bell and the Tyrell quickly recalled that specific someone who was the only blind relative she had known. Blindkit. Could it be, possibly? It certainly was, she knew that someone named Blindlove had become the Hand, but she hadn't thought of the possiblity that it could be Blindkit then. Out of courtesy, the lioness would dip her head which hopefully could be sensed by the girl across her, and she could not help but flash a crooked smile of nostalgia, and offering a gentle one to the male. "I don't think we have, personally. I don't wander around much, not to mention the disappointing number of Tyrells around. " Her conscience bothered the lioness greatly, but it was true — as Calliope, they hadn't met yet. "Calliope Tyrell. Pleasure to meet you both." Her smile turned into a toothy one as her aqua blues fell on the stall once more. Her cover would be blown if Blindkit was to remember her, but considering Syrena was probably only a childhood memory for the younger femme, Calliope avoided digging it. Perhaps, her melodic tone also gave away hints, but for now, she was Calliope from House Tyrell.

For a good while, she would keep her identity. "Lovely morning isn't it? It's always sunnier there in High Garden, I recommend both of you to visit. King's Landing, too, has the warm weather, but I am definitely not suitable for the North, that's for sure." It was better to converse anyways.

//HEY GUYS <333
YES SYRENA/CALLIOPE IS BACK AND SHE WILL DROP HINTS ABOUT HER PAST IDENTITY
IDK MAYBE SOMEONE CAN REALLY DISCOVER A BIG THING ABOUT HER BEING SYRENA LATER
YES BC I WANT SYRENA TO COME BACK FULLY

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