[Closed] Toast and Unfinished business
Who: Noah fon Ronsenburg, and his liege, Emperor Larsa Ferrinas Solidor
What: Toast and questions about a certain missing Solidor...
When: Earlier this morning
Where: Larsa's Pad
Warnings: Odd silences, a sad little emperor, and mixed-feelings from one confuddled Judge Magister
[When Noah was on his third thermos of coffee, the staple and sole necessary part of any Judge Magister's diet, he'd finally decided upon a course of action. He had been busy, and in that work-and avoidance/naturally succumbing to his brother's (in his opinion) overbearingly worried fussing-had neglected to check up on his Lord for some time now. Both of them, actually. It was terribly remiss of him.
Browsing the guide hadn't been all that helpful, either, as Lord Vayne had not made an appearance for some time. So now, Noah is checking up on one, in hopes that he may also learn about the other, for who better to tell him Vayne's whereabouts than his younger brother? He's also feeling a bit bored and guilty for neglecting Larsa and would love some company
He raps on the door to Lara's apartment lightly, easily balancing a tray with toast, orange juice, and some odd (but reputedly healthy) fruit-like piece of vegetation, as well as his own large coffee thermos. Noah's breakfast? What breakfast?]
"Lord Larsa?"
What: Toast and questions about a certain missing Solidor...
When: Earlier this morning
Where: Larsa's Pad
Warnings: Odd silences, a sad little emperor, and mixed-feelings from one confuddled Judge Magister
[When Noah was on his third thermos of coffee, the staple and sole necessary part of any Judge Magister's diet, he'd finally decided upon a course of action. He had been busy, and in that work-and avoidance/naturally succumbing to his brother's (in his opinion) overbearingly worried fussing-had neglected to check up on his Lord for some time now. Both of them, actually. It was terribly remiss of him.
Browsing the guide hadn't been all that helpful, either, as Lord Vayne had not made an appearance for some time. So now, Noah is checking up on one, in hopes that he may also learn about the other, for who better to tell him Vayne's whereabouts than his younger brother? He's also feeling a bit bored and guilty for neglecting Larsa and would love some company
He raps on the door to Lara's apartment lightly, easily balancing a tray with toast, orange juice, and some odd (but reputedly healthy) fruit-like piece of vegetation, as well as his own large coffee thermos. Noah's breakfast? What breakfast?]
"Lord Larsa?"