She wasn't cheery, in fact, she felt sick but she'd be damned if she let any of them know it. "I am the definition of cheery," she said before retaking her seat and flicked the magazine open, "have you...gotten any further with your....aspiring dream of actually thinking up a plan."
She didn't react to the lack of interest but she could have hit him. Despite everyone's words, Elle didn't really believe the boy cared. He certainly didn't care that she'd been gone for an hour or so without telling anyone. Why did she tell him anything? He didn't really care. Raising her chin at him, she turned to address everyone and pulled out two tickets. "There's a ball tomorrow, Katherine's going to be there," she said with a sniff, "only four of us can go. I'm going. Eliza and Liam can't as Katherine knows their faces."
He frowned at Roger before looking at Elle, "are you sure? I can blend into the background. I can deal with Katherine, maybe I could try and manipulate her. Make her think I'm joining her and then stab her in the gut."
"Liam, I think it's best if you and me for sure stay behind. We don't want to give away the rest of our group." I say, crossing my arms and trying not to think about the talk Katherine and I had the other night.
Her chest burned and she crossed her arms tightly over her chest, narrowing her eyes at the two royals. "I suppose you two would be the...reasonable choice," she said before glancing at Erraline, studying her for a moment before a light sparked in her eyes and her lips turned from a scowl into a smile, "actually, you two would be great."
Erraline looked at Julian, and smiled at him. "Sure." Then she turned to look at Elle, when she was able to catch her quick scowl. Knowing that Elle did not like her, she didn't really care. "I might as well do something since the last thing I did was shoot up a bunch of cult members."
She eyed him with a frown, not bothered by his expression, "I do," she stated with a shrug, "but no matter, what you know is what you know." She waved her hand, "now if we're done here..." she trailed off as she stood up.
She rolled her eyes, "no, it's fine, you can stay," she said before pausing, "no, it's probably best that you do stay." She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, "formal wear. All of you. Formal. Nothing less, nothing more. Faux formal will make me hit you."
She rolled her eyes and stood up, "if t makes you feel better, Eliza, you can check us at the door. It won't be our clothes which will draw attention, it'll be the way we act. Now if that's all..." with that, she began her journey to the door.
"Well, I trust all of you will know the spectrum anyways. Besides, I've got some hacking to do." I pull out my laptop, all snuggled onto the couch as I start looking into the security where the ball was being held.