10-28-2009, 10:26 PM
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 » lol, my bad. ): -mixed this up with a different thread kinda.- >>; It seemed he had struck a sour note with the woman and he watched with mild disappointment as her form retreated towards the horizon. Her haughty gait was still very appealing and it was a shame he'd offended her so greatly that she'd turned back on her offer, but the whole meeting would prove to be inconsequential--regardless of what she said, Anselm was very aware of the leadership in Dahlia. Cercelee was an enigmatic figurehead who mostly let Haku run amok while Cwmfen undoubtedly mediated and served as a glue of sorts when it came to holding the pack together. Regardless of whether his interpretation was correct, their identities were. From his sleuthing he knew the next two highest members in rank were a male and a female--furthermore, he was fairly confident Tokyo wasn't the latter. The rest just formed 'the masses'--nobody noteworthy or likely very important when it came to political relations. Perhaps his word choice had been rather arrogant (and indeed his whole way of viewing the situation), but it had only cost him getting his dick wet for the night. At least their border was secure. Using his foot to flip the skull up into the air, he carefully repositioned it back on the original pike. He'd subconsciously rotated it such that its empty eye-holes could watch the chocolate and crème female go, though he was rather aware of what he was doing as he shrugged and took a good, long leak over her trail and near the base of the pike. Trespassers zero, Anselm two since his return. Things were falling into place so nicely--as he moved at an easy pace around the border, his mind drifted to his next priority: locating his daughter. It shouldn't have been particularly difficult, he supposed, seeing as she was now Inferni's second in command. |