coming up strong at the animal bar.

yves liked the newspaper club, it was fun and carefree. a time to relax during the day, if you will. although she enjoyed it, she agreed with most of the members, it...was a little empty. but still, every day they all met at 3.

the whopping four of them. who knows how they had even gotten the first few issues out. yves had practically written everything (she didn't sleep, after all). she rather enjoyed writing the articles. they were fun. especially when she finished-- right as the sun rose. it was...a feeling of accomplishment. something she didn't get often.

they had gotten a few complaints about the last few issues. who knows why. so now they needed some new blood. writers, photographers, whatever. it'd be nice to see some new faces.

yves hustled in, floating only an inch of the ground. she looked at thalia. wasn't she the one with the brother...? zack?

"hi." she said, revealing her presence. "i'm late..." she muttered, "sitting down" on her imaginary chair. really, she was just floating there. but it helped to add the visual. "sorry about that."

"i'd, um, shake your hand but."

zahir + thalia brand