During the day, Trixie played guard-dog to the Sanctuary, since mornings weren't her thing and since the afternoon wasn't prime time to be out and about. So, of course, she was the one to answer the door...

Her bare feet pitter-pattering against the floor, the mutt made it over to the grand entrance-way and swung the door open, picking a particularly casual lean in the doorway as her pose. Her legs were bare up to the plaid boxers, and above that, she'd only thought to wear a black wife-beater. Comfy clothes equaled bliss for the blonde.

She focused her emerald eyes on the young woman and tilted her chin enough to get a sniff in. In the process of doing this, she just happened to spot those blue tattoos and the red sash the chick had come equipped with. Bingo.

"What up, sis" I take it 'chur a new-blood?" McElder McAllister asked through a grin.

She watched as the blonde approached the door and opened it wide. Her lips curl into a grin at the selected items of clothing, why not be comfortable" She chuckles slightly. "Ahh, I guess you can say that. I have been..." She stops mid-sentence, and looks over her shoulder to see another call her name. Eh' She squints slightly, before her grin grew wider at the image of Mirage. She was here" Oh this was going to be good.

She waited until Mirage joined them before finishing her sentence. "I have been at a Sanctuary in the Outlands, for a few years, and have decided to come to Rhy'Din because of...other matters." She was sure that they understood what she was talking about. No need to bring it up now, right?

"Mirage, it's so good to see you! You look...well." Another sly grin, glad for a familiar face, before looking towards the blonde. "I'm Mari...or Janet, whichever you shall prefer." A slight shift of weight from one leg to the other. Her amber eyes takes a quick look inside, before back to her two sisters, the grin remaining on her face. If Mirage was here, things were definitely going to pan out.

Eddie was heading out, pulling her black hoodie over her head, when she heard the front door bell ring. She changed direction (she was heading for the side door), and padded to the front door, coming up right behind Issy, hip-checking her Elder as she passed her, then stopping to check out the visitor. The woman was obviously Scathachian, and Mirage seemed to know her well. Eddie didn't recognize her, but she trusted her Sister's judgement, and took up a lean against Issy, smiling as she saw her Elder smile.

"It's good more are coming here, right?"

She chuckled warm and soft, seeming to have confused the blonde with her name. No worries though. "Miss Jackson will work just the same." She then looks over to Serena with a nod. "Yes, we trained together for some time before Serena left the Island..." When Trixie opened the door, her amber eyes spotted the two others waiting for her.

She offered a nod to each of them, not recognizing either, but something about the taller one made her think. She had heard word of the one in the black leather, almost as a leotard. She was praised continuously by the Elder back at the Outlands. She would wait though, before speaking of such things.

She decided to step through the door as it was opened, rather than having everyone else come to the door. She then offered a wolfish grin at the comment that Trixie made about, fine flatware, assuming she meant eating utensils.

She remained quiet, amber eyes switching from person to person. When Issy held hand out to her, she took it, a small smile appearing as she heard the words. The beautiful words that were uttered to her once ago. She also had a sense of peace, she had finally made it, and was now united with a new set of sisters. The sense of home and security were in full. At the mention of other sisters, she made a mental note of how many were there already, and was pleased to know that this was a full, active and running Sanctuary.

At the words of resting, and home, her smile grew, something genuine and rare. "Thank you, Illea. I am Mari, from the Sanctuary in the Outlands. May Sisters come in the time of need."

Ah. The "Get outta my way, I'm eating right here and right now" mentality. You'd think they taught that on the Island too, considering how many of the girls seemed to follow it. Trixie had already settled into her spot and was gnawing away on a piece of chicken as she listened to the banter fly around her.

Of course, she nearly choked when Reeni exhibited her darling table manners. Since Trixie was a terrible culprit of talking with her mouth full, it tickled her pink to see others do it. And man, the icing on the cake was when that piece of pasta flew out and almost pegged her. She fell intoa series of cackles as she smacked the tabletop in sheer delight.

"Go on, Mari!" She shouted over her own laughter. "Tell us about you, now. Table's yours!"

And a potato chucked at Reeni for good measure. She was always looking to start a food fight.

Usually Eddie started patrol just before dinner, but tonight she decided to eat with her Sisters. She had a little plate of pasta before her, of which she had eaten maybe half, listening to Mari's tale. She kept quiet, memorizing all she heard, as her Elders ate and talked at the same time. When she saw Trix toss a potato towrds Reeni, Eddie sneakily aimed a forkful of pasta towards Trixie, having it seem like it came from Reeni's direction. She kept a perfectly straight face as she kept eating, or she tried to - the giggles were starting.

Mirage listened carefully to everything that Mari had said. As they sat there, talking and eating their dinner, Serena fondly remembered personally meeting Janet for the first time in the archery fields on the Island of Shadow. They both excelled with the bow and arrow; nailing shots deemed impossible by most of the other Sisters. Mirage also remembered that Mari grew to be an even better shot than she was, and in a relatively short period of time. How it happened so quickly, she still didn't know, but it was a staunch reality that Janet was a true natural with that weapon. A lightening bolt unleashed.

As their friendship grew and Mirage learned more about Janet's history, she had always admired Mari's very strenuous childhood and the niche that she managed to carve for herself with very little help. Both mentally and physically dominant, Janet personified a Scathachian warrior. She had often thought about Mari while she was away on different assignments for the Sanctuary. Indeed, Mirage had faithfully missed her strong, aggressive friend from the archery fields. It was beyond good to see her again.

All of this today was quite nice, she thought. Most of the sisters in RhyDin were finally gathering for dinner....together. A rarity these days with all of the chaos in the West End now spilling forth into the homes of true innocents like the Windom Family. Surely, there several other Sisters who were handling some personal business this day which had to be addressed, so their circle was not complete. They were sadly missed and remembered in prayer.

Nonetheless, tonight there was fellowship, laughter and a stable peace. A new Sister had come home. Yet another set of eyes and ears, and another ass-kicking female warrior who would help to eradicate the murderous disarray which was carefully being executed beyond their hallowed doors.

Mirage glanced over to Trixie, who was always an awesome site to behold. In fact, it always seemed comical to Serena when she saw Trixie engaging in tomfoolery with all of them, due to her vicious darkside. Trixie was extremely fun, but to cross her was to feel a force which was undeniably both raw and exceedingly powerful.

Issy, obviously, was always a vision of pure mastery. So incredibly strong, and yet truly elegant in all of her motions. Serena smiled softly at her as they talked. Illea was a natural leader and a very dear friend. Her greatness could be felt even here at this table.

Reeni. Well, what could be said except "Powerhouse". Mirage always maintained quite a playful relationship with Winifred, since their days together on the Island. And seeing Reeni hungrily fill her face now at the dinner table would only add to the "Fatass" and "Cow" insults she would hurl at her later. Despite Mirage's teasing however, if Reeni had any extra fat on her at all it was completely undetectable. Fact was, that girl was a sculpted, muscular titan. Period.

Her dark eyes continued to roam the table. Eddie was an absolute doll. Serena loved her little Sister tremendously. Since arriving in RhyDin, it was like getting to know Diana all over again, as she was quite young when Serena first departed. Eddie was being molded into a fine Judge and an even finer woman. She would truly become a force to be reckoned with.

Mirage sipped the red wine from her goblet and smiled at Janet. "It's good to have you here with us Mari. I for one have missed you terribly. Your arrival here was directly from Mother Scathach herself." She then set her pewter goblet down and continued on, "I hope you came here ready to fight....we are definitely going to need you Sister.?

Her mouth fell open in shock as the potato bounced off her chest to land on the table beside her plate. A few moments later, a hand flew up to cover her mouth, and the contents. And then there was spaghetti! Flying at Trixie! That hadn't come from her! Ears located the source of giggles, and she brandished a fork at Eddie with a laugh. "Good job!" Oops, was that a few strands of spaghetti flying her way' It really had been an accident! And she was listening to the more serious conversation at hand, just, her visual attention was focused elsewhere at the moment. Then that potato was retrieved and tossed at Trixie's forehead. "You can have it back." It seemed everyone was targeting Trixie, because another bit of pasta flew by! Then a round of her own giggling ensued. This was definitely how dinner should be! Not the formal, quiet affairs that contained only polite small talk that she'd grown up with and been expected to continue at the tender age of 18 as a housewife/slave. "Really, it's good to have another Sister here! We get all too serious sometimes." Although you wouldn't know it by the way they were behaving at dinner that moment.

She was listening to Mari's tale, even as she ducked the spaghetti flying her way, one stray noodle sticking in her strawberry hair. Then, giggles got the best of the youngest Sister as she caught Reeni's look, and she aimed another forkful of pasta straight at Reeni, and another towards Mari, and one to Trixie, all with the deadly aim she honed with the chakrams. The cloud hanging over the Sanctuary seemed to lift as the majority of the Sisters ate, and goofed around with each other. Whatever else happened, whatever evils lurked around the bend, Eddie knew nothing could ever break the bonds they all shared - bonds she was finally beginning to feel. No longer was she treated as a child, she was indeed a Judge, an equal, and she took delight in that knowledge, even as she whipped another forkful of pasta towards Reeni.