The fiery miqo'te, Chiyo would gasp loudly, almost coughing even. It was clear that she was in utter shock, so much that it would almost seem like her eyes would fall off right then and there upon looking at the contents of the flyer. Those same amber eyes would twitch uncontrollably. Her expression practically frozen, a mixer of anger, sadness, and disbelief. "A-Arala?!" she blurted. It would seem like she was a friend of hers judging by her reaction alone.
Before the woman could make her leave, Chiyo would pull the woman's collar toward her, glaring at the elezen. The miqo'te's expression was now pure anger as she grinded her teeth. Faint, orange aura of aether would briefly appear around her from of her emotions. It was almost as if she was about to burst. "Who do ya think she is? Wha' has she done?"
Before the woman could make her leave, Chiyo would pull the woman's collar toward her, glaring at the elezen. The miqo'te's expression was now pure anger as she grinded her teeth. Faint, orange aura of aether would briefly appear around her from of her emotions. It was almost as if she was about to burst. "Who do ya think she is? Wha' has she done?"
