Diabolique frowned as she looked over towards the nearing footsteps. She couldn't help but wince upon seeing the tall, burly, stocky man; the guard who had 'trained' her some time ago. She had begun to name him 'Grim' - it seemed to suit the guy for he never had a good word to say and looked like he was chewing a wasp to boot!
Sighing, she glanced at the peace and quiet of the red sea as it danced almost teasingly with the golden sand, the twin suns lazily gliding along the purple sunset sky as the few planets that were seen through the sky admired the view.
"Earthling, he wants you," Grim demanded as he stood a few feet away, looking up at the child sitting on the upper most rock of the triplets. Diabolique sighed before huffing and turned slightly to glare at Grim. It worked, it seemed, as the man took two steps back in fear as he met the red fire if her eyes.
"Fine," she barked out as she leapt down from the rocks to the sand in bare feet, picking up her shoes as she ran towards Haven leaving Grim reeling with unkempt anger. Though this time, the anger was directed at himself for being scared of some little brat with an attitude.
Diabolique panted slightly as she entered the kitchens, placing an encouraging smile upon her face she smiled at Mia and Tolan who seemed to be discussing some silly adult thing.
"He wants to see me," she spoke as she peered up over the large kitchen table. She heard Tolan sigh heavily as well as Mia. It seemed everyone was sighing today, she idly noted.
"Be careful, show respect even when none is due, say nothing and let him speak then get out as fast as you can and find me. Clear?" Tolan ordered and questioned with a note of anxiety and worry.
"Crystal. Don't wall him a wanker or a tosser and run for it!" Diabolique grinned as she ducked out of the reach of two hands heading towards her hair with twin shouts of "language child!" Laughing softly, she ran up the steps in bare feet upon cold stone.
"Enter."
Diabolique winced at the shrill voice of her so called 'master' pushing the large wooden door. She allowed a stony, uncaring look to cross her red eyes.
"You wished to see me?" the almost-twelve-year-old asked as she watched the shadowy figure of Karl emerge from the darkened windows.
"Ah yes. It's finally time to inform you of your next steps into serving me."
Diabolique winced softly as her stomach seemingly wished to empty itself upon the golden style floor.