Ohai.

#~*Desdemona paused a moment before quietly knocking on Rozalyn's door. Her memory of Rozalyn stood out boldly in her mind... And so~? She had spent a good while trying to find this place... She succeeded. A black rose was still concealed in her mysterious cloak... her thoughts drifted towards it as she awaited an answer at the door.*~#

*The door cracked open, and Rozalyn would peek through. She remembered that face, that energy- Desdemona. The memories flowed back into her mind as she opened the door completely, greeting Desdemona. "Desdemona, I was wondering when you would arrive. At any rate, come in." Two crimson red cushioned chairs rested in front of Rozalyn's desk. She made her way to the seat behind the desk.*

#~*Desdemona bowed her head slightly as she stepped into the office, biting her lip a little nervously. Why was she nervous? Who knew; She was always nervous. She sat herself in one of the red chairs, and folded her hands in her lap, fiddling with the hem of her cloak. "..I-it's good to see you again, Rozalyn... I hope you've been well..." She murmured with a pathetic attempt at a smile.*~#

*Rozalyn took note of Desdemona's effort at starting a conversation. To keep these efforts from going to waste, she replied. " I'm living alright. How 'bout you?" She quickly remarked. "Or should I ask what brings you to my office."

#~*Desdemona muttered something quietly, turning her head and blushign nervously for a second, before facing Rozalyn once more. "I'm alive, and that's always good... But why am I here? Well..." She coughed a bit, not used to making requests of people. "I-I... was wondering if I could be a part of the lovely nation you've got here..." She murmured in a slurred fashion, bowing her head WHILST... biting her lip nervously.*~#

"You've got to learn to be more confident in what you say. Or else no one will take you seriously." Rozalyn would say followed by a lighthearted sigh. She looked up at Desdemona, smiling at her nervous expression. "Of course you can join my nation. I would enjoy having you stay here."

#~*Desdemona's eyes lit up, as she smiled a genuine smile. "R-really? T-thank you.." She scratched her neck a little nervously. "Confidence, eh... I... I'll work on that.." She said, with honestly evident in her voice. It was something she needed to do anyways.. why not start now?*~#

*She sensed the tension coming from Desdemona, but thought nothing of it. "So, what will you do now? Train? Try out for a higher rank, or possibly just live at your own pace. Either of the three have my consent."

#~*Desdemona paused for a moment, before carefully contemplating what she wanted to do. Truth be told, she didn't really think that much ahead. "... Going for a rank... Will probably come first. I.... I think that will help evaluate my weaknesses... and strengths... Or not... either way..." Shaking her head at herself, she got to her feet, feeling abruptly restless. "I suppose I shan't impose upon you anymore... Unless there's anything else that needs to be addressed?" She paused for a moment, thinking if there was anything else she meant to bring up... Nothing really came to mind, so she stood there, in a silent little daze for a second, before shaking herself out of it. Whoops.*~#

"Nuh uh. I said everything I had to say. I'll be watching to see whether you rank or not. Whichever one you do, its your choice and its within your power." She said balling her hand into a fist. She expected good things from Desdemona, Rozalyn just hoped Desdemona felt the same way.*