Something is rotten in Denmark

Vigilante Haskel · 07-14-2012, 01:38 PM

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Being in the house near the hotel had proven much more informative than living in a house off in Lunenburg, certainly. The proximity had allowed him to witness much of the Dauphin's behavior, his falling from his mental seat. Though he had noticed, the King had yet to approach him about it. Perhaps it was cowardly of him to think that way, but he could not help but hope that this would pass, as everything else did. He did not want to have to discuss the flamboyant man's improper behavior any more than he expected Strelein did. This was not what he had pictured when he had asked the tailor to step into a leadership role.

Briefly, he wondered if it was not the leadership role that had done this to him in the first place. Though he knew little of the man's personal business, Vigilante had noticed that the man's mate had been gone for quite some time. It was likely that this factor played a part, though he would not broach the subject willingly yet. The loss of a mate was hard—he'd be devastated to lose Ayita—but it was no excuse for the binge drinking and the lax view of his responsibilities. Vigilante cared for Strelein, much the same way he cared for the other loyal members of his pack, and so he was hesitant to bring it to his attention.

Dark ears turned forward at the sound of his name being spoken outside, and the secui dog nudged the front door open, stepping out onto the porch. Silvano was there, and though he had not seen him or his mate much since they arrived, Vigilante assumed they had settled in nicely. "Hello, Silvano," he said, curious about the nature of this visit, unexpected as it was.

Vigilante by Nat; table code from the mentors!

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