For the better part of the week Lacroix had been carrying own his own plans amid the usual background buzz of tasks around Castle Styles, as some things just couldn't be done under the watchful eye of his mentor. Thankfully that had been made easier by the fact that Hector had been hiding away in his room even more so than usual, sneaking around ( Read more... )

You alive? Just wondering. Sorta worried since you've been hiding out so much.

So, your creepy buddy Zander made me think of something; want to talk to you. Here or else I'm hanging out on the couch watching the news. Since I'm sure you're hiding somewhere in a dark corner and the last time I tried yelling to find you...yeah, we both know how that one ended.

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While most people might have considered him far too direct and his focus a bit too short to work out anything remotely scheming, Lacroix had come from a long line of questionable sorts in his family tree. Maybe it was the type of thing that was genetic in a way, because if need be he had the capacity to be sly; it was just in short bursts and ( Read more... )