The Deava had been pulling some research out of the archives prior to the meeting with the Ventrue Bishop. They were necessary and should questions arise, she would have it at a moments notice. Her suit was something different, perhaps a spring flair, or something she was testing out. Either way, she wore it with pizzazz and her gloves were purple to match the blouse.
When the knock came on the door, her Beast wasn't particularly fond of the one on the other side. She barely knew him, but dropping a box of files on the floor felt refreshing and seemed to keep the beast at bay for now.
"Please come in." The Daeva called with a ring in her voice.
When the Bishop would enter, she offered with a friendly gesture and a smile. "Have a seat if you wish."
My sincerest apologies. My son graduates this weekend and I am trying to keep up with *everything* haha