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The thud of a cane against the marble floors of the foyer forewarned Argus that someone was coming long before the doors opened up. Ethram walked through, and despite the short four years that Argus had been gone, the man before him had drastically changed. He had never been a particularly physically imposing man, but now he looked brittle, and the cane had not been needed when the swashbuckler left.
Ethram slowly made his way to the chair opposite Argus and sat, and eyed the boy for a few moments as the butler followed in quietly behind and took position behind his master.
"...So." Ethram finally said with a small cough. "I see you've finally decided to come home."
@Ringmaster
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Ethram slowly made his way to the chair opposite Argus and sat, and eyed the boy for a few moments as the butler followed in quietly behind and took position behind his master.
"...So." Ethram finally said with a small cough. "I see you've finally decided to come home."
@Ringmaster
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That's not something she would contest (even with her own issues with her family), but she would refrain from saying that out loud as she nodded. "Glad to hear. It's just that... it's not entirely the reason I came here."
She contemplated whether to continue... pushed that aside as she spoke in a more assertive force. "There's nothing more that I would like than to give you your space, but things are more dire than we thought. We found his diary in the glassworks. Turns out he has an accomplish, and if what he has written is true, they may have a lot more than just a bunch of goblins on their side. We have people interrogating him, but there's no guarantee they can get information out of him. So if there's anything that you remembered that may help us find where the goblins are meeting, then we would greatly appreciate it."
"..."
Ameiko sighed and shook her head. "...no. Not really. If you've found his journal, you probably know better what was going through his head than I was." She said as she put aside the spoon she was using to mix and rested her hands on the counter. "All I know is that I showed up to see that... my father like that, and Tsuto telling me that the town was going to be destroyed. And that I could join him and his 'love' or... well there wasn't actually an or. As far as he was concerned, I was going with him. Thats all I know. Happy?" She said with a glance over at Destinie.
Ameiko sighed and shook her head. "...no. Not really. If you've found his journal, you probably know better what was going through his head than I was." She said as she put aside the spoon she was using to mix and rested her hands on the counter. "All I know is that I showed up to see that... my father like that, and Tsuto telling me that the town was going to be destroyed. And that I could join him and his 'love' or... well there wasn't actually an or. As far as he was concerned, I was going with him. Thats all I know. Happy?" She said with a glance over at Destinie.
"Can ya blame me? You didn't even wash your hands first," The gunslinger drawled about the cooking in quippy fashion, kicking a foot out to prop her boot up against the floor by the heel and bending over slightly to examine the tip of the shoe idly. She didn't seem pushed to argue her point, though, instead putting a hand on her jacket and seeming to mull something over. Her mouth opened a moment later to say something else, but when Destinie spoke up again her gaze instead tilted towards her as brown eyes gave her a long sideways glance.
"Oh. Well. That actually was the entire reason I came here. Just so you know..."
@Schnee Corp Lawyer @Patrickthekid
"Don't worry, I took like two baths before I came down here" She drawled as she snatched the spoon back up and went back to work
@Patrickthekid @OrlandoBloomers
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@Patrickthekid @OrlandoBloomers
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"Mister Tsuto, your idea of a sarcastic comment does not amuse me," Mathias replied with a slight frown as he glanced up at the man. His writing utensil slipped back into his pocket to be replaced with a magical glow around the tiefling's hand, one that seemed almost like fire as it blazed, "I wish to know their names and races, if at all possible, I wish to know more about your life, Tsuto, and I wish to know by any means necessary."
@york @Schnee Corp Lawyer
(Going to roll Intimidate here in a second.)
Tsuto's smile faded and his eyes widened, but after a few moments he looked up and... spat as close to Mathias as he could from that distance. He sneered as he glared right back at Mathias and said "Fine, You want to know? My mother decided 'father' didn't know how to use his sword, and found a nice elf who did. Father didn't take kindly to that when I was born with pointed ears and shipped me off to a monastery. Congratulations, you know my life story. Now what?"
@The Myrmidon @york