Multipup post because I've been MIA for a while.
In a rare moment of whim, Lexaeus is downstairs. He has a plate of roast in front of him, a beer next to his gloved hand, and his eye scanning the bar. It's obvious that he's considering something, though what is hard to say.
Carlos, on the other hand, is at the bar itself and he's very much not looking out. Perhaps he's here because he feels as if he hasn't done enough security work, but his focus is very much on one spot, the door, which doesn't seem to be providing him any pleasure at the moment. He has no food, but it's hard to say if he'd eat anything even if he did.
Meanwhile, the Rivan King has taken up a booth in the corner. He's got a massive amount of paper on the table and all around him but for once he's not signing any of it. Instead, he's looking over a number of large, rough drawings and consulting a few different tables and charts written on other sheets.
[specify who you'd like or randomized][tag: lexaeus]
Carlos, on the other hand, is at the bar itself and he's very much not looking out. Perhaps he's here because he feels as if he hasn't done enough security work, but his focus is very much on one spot, the door, which doesn't seem to be providing him any pleasure at the moment. He has no food, but it's hard to say if he'd eat anything even if he did.
Meanwhile, the Rivan King has taken up a booth in the corner. He's got a massive amount of paper on the table and all around him but for once he's not signing any of it. Instead, he's looking over a number of large, rough drawings and consulting a few different tables and charts written on other sheets.
[specify who you'd like or randomized][tag: lexaeus]