Chel looked around the living area. It was nice. So far, everything she had seen walking through the hidden refuge reminded her of some tropical retreat. Billowing curtains framed the walkways, even where there weren't doors. Elegant tapestries graced the walls and the floors were made of some kind of wood that didn't creak or make her footsteps sound like she was walking. Instead, they emitted a very soft musical tune. She noticed that the curtains were draped in such a way that they continually brushed on the floor and made music.
It was like having your very own soundtrack when you walked. The tone changed depending on weight and how fast you walked. Chel amused herself for a moment, lightly brushing the toe of her sandal over a few planks. The gentle notes that emitted mingled with the sound of the curtains rustling in the breeze and the music they were emitting as the fringes brushed over the floor.
Chel smiled. She walked around a set of crates that were apparently waiting to be unpacked. There was an end table pushed up against a wall with a vase in it. Chel walked over it to see what the pretty gold and violet flower might smell like. It didn't look like any flower she had ever seen. She reached out to touch the vase, wondering if it was glass or something else.
"Hello, Chel." Chel looked up in surprise. She had not heard any footsteps.
Kane stood in one of the many doorways adjoining the rooms. A sardonic smirk twisted across her face. The look sent chills down Chel's spine. There was something unnatural about it.
"Kane…" Chel stated slowly. "Hi." She watched as Kane slowly walked toward her. There was a predatory sway to Kane's walk. The Rishan's fingers were curled tightly against her hips, nails digging into the cloth unnaturally. "Is something wrong?
"No." Kane smiled. "Everything's fine."
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Raxondr
Kane… Your eyes are a bit uneven. So much for your perfect disguise.