<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Mia (Winter), 37 81380</td></tr></table> <span style='color:purple'>"I reject your proposition...She must come talk to me in person for any of this discussion to continue..."</span> Kaieta tapped her claws impatiently on her golden throne. She seemed rather tired with the one she was talking to, the feme before her was oviously a half-breed anubi. Kaieta's muscular frame was an imposing sight, the chain on her tail jangled as it swished side to side in her perpetual bordom. <span style='color:red'>"You know as well as I the Lady will not talk in person except on her home ground..."</span> <span style='color:purple'>"Well then she better make an exception if she wishes this discussion to continue further...Now be off with you! I have no need to talk to a half-breed vampire anymore then I have to.</span> The other dragon turned and grumbled as she walked away. Her red and black kimono trailing behind her. Kaieta was not one to be trifled with, she was stubborn and hardened. She did not care for others unless they hightened her power. She was a Takula after all, a very old and powerful one at that. Her eyes were blood red, said to have been stained because of years of blood-shed. She leaned back in her seat and awaited the next person to approch her. This is what went on everyday in the Court of Kaieta Ultima. She may kill some of them if they pester her enough...but mainly they were left intact and alive...for awhile at least. She was suspicious of everyone and everything, it was just her nature. She was a Leader after all of a very unruly tribe...
