A Little Head Clearing

[Thalia]

Curiosity sparked a fire when she got the call from Carmen suggesting Kallisti might reopen its doors, especially on the heels of last night. Family begged a favour Amaya was happy to give; she loved this place, with its divine overindulgence and unabashed flamboyance. Such a far cry from her roots, but that was undoubtedly part of the draw. Her eyes took a moment to adjust from the sun outside to Kallisti’s dark caverns. She wove a path through the tables, trailing her fingers over the sumptuous velvet with a smile. Amaya assumed to find the new boy in the theatre, so that was where she headed. She lingered in the shadows of the doorway and watched him a while before she announced herself, though she doubted he was truly unaware she was there. “So you must be Nox.”

A smile greeted. Her hair was pulled into a loose bun atop her head, her clothes the sort she used for practise, and a bag was looped over her shoulder. She’d cut training short to be here, though by her expression she didn’t mind in the slightest. Grace wrapped her movements without trying as she dumped the bag in one of the seats. “I’m Amaya. We almost met last night, but I was a little preoccupied with getting the hell out.” Her lips quirked a smile, though she didn't elaborate; he'd been there after all.