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Razekiel Lykoi · 07-26-2011, 10:12 PM

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Your table's stretching the board, sugar. Can you fix that up as soon as you can?

The life of a leader was what Jefferson had warned him, though to a much lesser degree in stress. Jefferson had ruled Phoenix Valley independently, with no underlings no co-leaders that could assist him in any way. Razekiel knew the old man had preferred it that way in order to stay on top of everything and always in the know. Razekiel, of course, was much less concerned of such things. He respected and acknowledged those in the tier above the Specialists, like Saul whom he had observed to be quite active in Ichika's first few weeks of business and activity. Nayru, of course, worked alongside the red-faced coyote, and did as fine as job at it as he had expected of her. Jefferson may have warned the coyote that leadership was not his style, but Razekiel had no problem with it. He was an advisor and a friend. That was all he wanted out of it — and to see his dream flourish, of course, and it was.

So despite Jefferson's warnings of constant leadership business and whatnot, the coyote found himself often idle and without many responsibilities needing immediate action. As before, the Seiryu spent much time by himself, either in his hut or by Lark's company. Faces came to visit, sometimes, but most of the pack still hardly knew him. He did not blame them for not stopping by, but knew they would come to know him soon enough.

Razekiel commonly went out of his way to meet them, but perhaps today was not one of those days. Docked at Naiades' Lighthouse was a float of tied wood and a makeshift oar beside; they had been pulled ashore and left there unwittingly, abandoned by the peaceloving idiot who had wandered over with their aid. For some time he had wandered the lighthouse, always in admiration of it, especially after the months' span since he had last visited, long before Ichika no Ho-en had been founded. The coyote, bursting with song, moved from the building's innards with a dance in his step and a joint in his teeth; influenced or not, he spied the Stormbringer at the shore and lit up visibly.

"Well!" he exclaimed, arms opening as he sauntered to the Hui'Ko's side, unshaken by the clouds of emotions he walked through as he drew near and plopped down beside him without second thought. "Even with your name, I did not think you could bring such storms to those eyes, man. You look real bummed, man, out of the groove."

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