Kata Cantori

+ How was she supposed to be any semblance of calm. Fuck, she should’ve been there! She should’ve come to see Ivy. Tell her how wonderful she looked and how perfect she was doing. Then maybe she wouldn’t have— a sharp breath in.

Whoever kidnapped her had TWO Houses after them. Maker be damned.

Coming back from the opera house, her mind was running wild, too much just happened. She went there to support her lovely Ivy. Her beautiful voice and her face was the cover of the opera. Yet here she was now pacing and biting her lip. Gone, kidnapped. Disappeared. Only a wrestle to show a sign.

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Blinking, she looked confused and stared at the new actress. Then at the door where it led to the main hall, quietly leaving. Something about this felt wrong. Like something was going on. She began to head for the back, the back of her hair raised on end.

Kata was entranced both by Ivy and by the other actors, she was surprised by the turns it had but got up, humming as she went to go get a snack before sitting back down.

Her eyes widened and she blushed as she looked at Ivy. She was so beautiful, she hid her face in her hand with a soft expression on her face.

This was amazing, even if the story was oddly inaccurate, she loved it.

Waiting happily, Kata leaned on one side in her seat and looked excited. A musical, Kata hadn’t been to one before so this was exciting.

Hums as she is in a good rows that aren’t too close to the opera, holding flowers. She was so proud of Ivy.

*Chuckles,* that it does.

Cantori’s are known for hospitality.

Good to see you.

Oh— hello

I… don’t know about that.

Any color suits you, dear.

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"I better be able to." Kata chuckled and smiled softly, stroking the back of her hand.

Chuckling, she closed her eyes and leaned down. Not minding that she was given a kiss.

Frowning, she stared at Ivy’s hand and nodded as she softly stroked her palm. "Right, you are… so strong, sweetheart." She smiled

"He never asks for help either, making it quite difficult to understand his motives too… Viago truly had his work cut out for him." Soft sigh in agreement and kisses her palm again.

Leans into his touch, "just because he’s trying doesn’t mean he should be given levity to burn down anything…" she mumbled and softly kissed her palm.

Frowning, she looked carefully at the arm and took it gently. Kissing her hand, Kata grumbled. "That pendejo…. It seems he is only good at killing people and nothing else." She stroked her hand.

"That— Mierda," Carefully, Kata gently put her coat around Ivy. "Sweetheart— how bad is your arm?" She leaned down a little and put her hand out for Ivy’s bad arm.

A soft hand moved onto her shoulder, she noticed the bandages immediately. "Sweetheart, what happened to your arm." She looked concerned, searching Ivy’s face for any hurt.

Glitter pens…?

*Hums quietly while sipping her own coffee.* And I love you both dearly as well. *She chuckled,* though I do believe that none of us have great skills at taking care our ourselves~. It is why we have each other.

Wine dehydrates you, dear. *coffee for the morning*

Indulging for a wedding. I believe everyone was. *Smirks.*

*Nodding, she shyly smiled. She would love a sketch of the three of them.*

A gentle and easy smile, she softly put a hand around Ivy and Illario. Her eyes showing her love.

She smiled sweetly and hummed happily.