Thread: Forbidden

Raven Derick Raven didn't even bother trying to suppress her sigh of relief at the verdict. This was better. She was already being dragged along as it was ... this only gave her father a better reason and her less ways to question it. Advice she didn't mind giving out nearly as much as the concept of taking over completely. Her head bowed, forgetting the verdict had been delivered via telepathy for a bit. As her head looked up, she saw Jacob along with a few others helping guide him. The trip back was deathly silent. For various reasons, both Derick and Raven were still irked, though depending on whom one was referring to would determine the exact motives to begin with. Leading Jacob and Raven into what was usually the 'Gathering Room' of sorts, with a long table and more than enough chairs, he gestured for Jacob and everyone else to sit. He himself sat at what was assumed to be where the Leader always sat. Before Raven could get in a chair too far away, his head shook no. You heard the results. Here... He patted the chair beside him. Admittingly, he had been thinking on how to go about a new second-in-command after his former one got too rash and bit more than he could chew, as it were. So it'd been empty for a while. It was an interesting sight, no doubt father and daughter beside one another and knowing they were more than that now. Now the two were Leader and Second-in-Command, respectively. Very slowly - almost reluctantly - Raven nodded as she accepted the seat. Her hands went in her lap, her cheek still a bit crimson and stinging from the slap she'd gotten not too long ago whilst waiting in the foyer. First and foremost ... you do realize we only saw the aftermath of what even happened? That being said, you already know more than myself for now on whom it could have been. Did you happen to get a glimpse of the assailants? Hair color, anything that would suggest their gender, anything for that matter? I don't want to immediately assume it only to be men though it is more likely to be that. Still, any and all leads would be appreciated to begin dwindling this down easier. While waiting to allow his first questions to sink in, Derick finally gazed over to Raven. Well? Thoughts? Suggestions? It took nothing less than her own will power to avoid glaring at him in front of everyone. Really ... why did she have to get dragged into all of this right away? Glancing away from her father to the others, she rested her chin upon her hands. She stayed silent before nodding and finally beginning to speak. The easiest motives seem to be a coup d'etat. However ... it's been pursued in a rather unorthodox manner of sorts. Rather than going after Derick personally, it seems more like incidents such as yesterday are being caused in hopes that the Council will remove him. But ... it's only a guess when all is said and done. All of this will be much easier to even begin to figure out when - for one - we know exactly whom we're looking for. It was faint ... but out of the corner of her crimson eyes, she could catch a slight hint of a smile from her father. But there was the usually stoic face he would always have, keeping it hidden away to the others.