seems like this made texas remember, not everyone has been here that long and has just arrived. her luck turned into this being a new girl, but that's nothing bad. her stoicism might be a bit tricky to work with, but the truth is that she's used to more chaos than some may have expected. cellinia is good at hiding her thoughts and feelings. that's a fact, by no means is it against others while that tail of hers rests calmly at her side. her ears are relaxed over being up and cautious, meaning alice by all counts is fine in her eyes.
she may not wag her tail or move said ears, it did not mean that she was openly hostile towards strangers. or in this case, a woman who seems to not realize what they're dealing with. which means....texas considers that she ought to take this on herself to help again. that's what she's always been doing when she runs into newbies with what little she could do for them. "Five months. I know people who have been here for a year or slightly less than that." this of course was spoken while texas drinks some water herself, much better. she can feel her head easing up from being dehydrated thanks to the sheer amount of days spent nonstop partying. sneaking up into the high rollers lounge could only get texas so far with some rest. she hadn't bothered with twig, but she did reach into her discarded slacks for what looks to be a lighter and a cigarette case with wolves engraved into it.
thankfully they left her an ashtray, staff had realized she was a smoker whenever she was buying cartons of them on occasion. it's a habit that she has yet to break fully, but there are some things that always would be a struggle in her life. while she knows not of wonderland (not the wonderland alice would speak of or anyone of a similar nature might) that didn't mean texas would be judgy about experiences. she has a lot of her own problems that can be attention grabbing in a more terrible sense of the word. siracusa's law of the jungle was twisted, vile. corruption ran deep and the only rule was to not kill without the word of the signora the other heads of the wolves, the familiga there.
"Mm, I'll take some by the way first. Thanks." the bacon which she takes from alice's hand did smell good, she's at her core still a predator from the scent of meat and most things like that being more bound to draw her attention. after popping the bacon in her mouth, texas chews the first thing of real food she's had in a bit after avoiding the buffet save for what seemed to be fine. that worked out for her, somehow. "Home itself is complicated. Depending on which one of my homes you mean, I've had three. The third isn't so bad, the first two are...."
her voice trails off, should she really talk about it? the mafiosi, how tiring it was? maybe she's considering that to be a bad move, while she takes her own share of the eggs and bacon. though the more texas talks, the more it might become clear that she's easier to get along with than she comes off as from her stoicism. she's quiet by nature, but she's fairly easy to talk to despite it. attentive from how amber eyes seem to be paying attention to alice while also chewing on some egg next; they're going to be here for quite some time. she might as well make the most of it.
"The first two of my homes varied more, one was considered a land of progress. People moved there with big dreams, but they all were being used in the name of that. The second....law of the jungle, if that says anything."
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she may not wag her tail or move said ears, it did not mean that she was openly hostile towards strangers. or in this case, a woman who seems to not realize what they're dealing with. which means....texas considers that she ought to take this on herself to help again. that's what she's always been doing when she runs into newbies with what little she could do for them. "Five months. I know people who have been here for a year or slightly less than that." this of course was spoken while texas drinks some water herself, much better. she can feel her head easing up from being dehydrated thanks to the sheer amount of days spent nonstop partying. sneaking up into the high rollers lounge could only get texas so far with some rest. she hadn't bothered with twig, but she did reach into her discarded slacks for what looks to be a lighter and a cigarette case with wolves engraved into it.
thankfully they left her an ashtray, staff had realized she was a smoker whenever she was buying cartons of them on occasion. it's a habit that she has yet to break fully, but there are some things that always would be a struggle in her life. while she knows not of wonderland (not the wonderland alice would speak of or anyone of a similar nature might) that didn't mean texas would be judgy about experiences. she has a lot of her own problems that can be attention grabbing in a more terrible sense of the word. siracusa's law of the jungle was twisted, vile. corruption ran deep and the only rule was to not kill without the word of the signora the other heads of the wolves, the familiga there.
"Mm, I'll take some by the way first. Thanks." the bacon which she takes from alice's hand did smell good, she's at her core still a predator from the scent of meat and most things like that being more bound to draw her attention. after popping the bacon in her mouth, texas chews the first thing of real food she's had in a bit after avoiding the buffet save for what seemed to be fine. that worked out for her, somehow. "Home itself is complicated. Depending on which one of my homes you mean, I've had three. The third isn't so bad, the first two are...."
her voice trails off, should she really talk about it? the mafiosi, how tiring it was? maybe she's considering that to be a bad move, while she takes her own share of the eggs and bacon. though the more texas talks, the more it might become clear that she's easier to get along with than she comes off as from her stoicism. she's quiet by nature, but she's fairly easy to talk to despite it. attentive from how amber eyes seem to be paying attention to alice while also chewing on some egg next; they're going to be here for quite some time. she might as well make the most of it.
"The first two of my homes varied more, one was considered a land of progress. People moved there with big dreams, but they all were being used in the name of that. The second....law of the jungle, if that says anything."