InsaneJournal

Who: Shiloh and OTA
What: Her arrival
Where: near the library
When: evening
Rating: TBD


Shiloh watched Amber's press conference from afar. She didn't dare go near the crowd. Everyone either saw what happened at the opera or heard from someone else. Shiloh didn't want to deal with that mess. She hadn't found a decent place to live yet. Returning home after the opera was hard for her because too much of it filled her with too many conflicting emotions. Anger with her father for lying all these years--she found his area behind the fireplace where he kept his Repo uniform as well as a dead body proving it all real--sadness for the death of someone she loved, and worry for what the future will bring now that the company was in Amber's, clearly uncapable, hands. She did wonder though how hard Amber had to fight her brothers for that title. The title that technically should be going to her. But Shiloh didn't want it. She didn't want to have other's lives in her hands. To say yes or no to a human's death?

Shiloh shook her head at the thoughts trying to empty her mind of them. She looked up at Amber, that fake smile seemed stapled to her face. It was disgusting. Yes...more than her brothers'. One whose rage consumed him enough to kill for fun and the other who loved to wear other's faces. Not surgically but through stretching the skin and holding it down. Shiloh made a face at them. Clearly they learned nothing from their father's mess.

Not sure how much more she could take of listening to Amber's lies--though the bit about offering her fallen face to charity was interesting--Shiloh turned away to talk to find the Graverobber. She hadn't seen him since before the opera and wondered if he made it out of the mess alright. Perhaps he knew of someone who could help take her in. However when she turned down an alley the darkness consumed her and suddenly she found herself standing in a...library?

Wide-eyed and confused Shiloh stared at the many books around her. She began to approach a shelf when suddenly someone grabbed her, yelled, and threw her out of the building. She scrambled to her feet and tried to yell at the people who grabbed her, but they were gone. All that was left was a some sort of communicator. On edge, Shiloh picked it up, what had she gotten into now?