Wheeling Gull Isle mitexi

when maegi arrives reed perks up, only to find herself scowling as the girl goes over to a boy she's not met yet instead of saying hi to her. she slips closer to the pair, her expression cool as she says "hi, maegi," before turning to the boy and giving him a once over. "i'm reed," she says, deciding that if maegi is friends with this boy (and she must be, or why ignore her?) then reed should be as well. 

droman she greets with an indifferent nod, and then stockholm begins to speak -- ah, of course, it is a gathering for her. her expression brightens, a wide (and only slightly haughty) smile gracing her mouth. she likes the rank they're given. daggertooth feels weighty and sharp, well suited to her. and droman, she supposes (they are cut from the same cloth, after all). She draws herself up to her full height as Seelie addresses them, accepting her words graciously as she moves towards the feast, looking to Droman with delighted eyes. "lets," she agrees, for once genuine in her affection toward him as she embraces the moment -- and the wonderful meal undersea has provided for her. well deservedly.