Single Guard Seeks Thief…

[conjuredskies]

...Wait, no, not that way.

Having been absent from his post for a couple of weeks or so, Felix is once again in Legion leathers and stationed outside the heavy rune-inscribed doors that mark ‘his’ portal. He’s sitting casually atop the desk draped with its red and black Imperial banner, turning something blue-white and glimmering over in his hand. A quill? A feather? Some sort of pin?

“How is it that when you want to find a particular sort of person, they’re nowhere to be found?” he asks, pushing his hood back. “Even when normally you’d be shaking them out of your pockets.”

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[onemorebounty]

*Better to know that now, than in a crisis.*

I'll wish you well.

[conjuredskies]

He bows to her, though out of curiosity he can't help asking, "You're sure you don't want to tell him yourself?"

[onemorebounty]

*A brief, wry smirk tugs at her lips.*

How do you see that conversation going? "Oh, by the way, I've killed enough people that the governments where I'm from rate me alongside planet-ending disasters. Got any enemies you'd like to point me toward?"

*She gives a slight shake of her head.*

Better to let him come to terms with it in his own time, not with me standing there waiting on a response and watching every expression he tries not to have.

[conjuredskies]

"That's not quite how it usually goes. But your way will go down far better with Stratos, I'll give you that." He considers. "And if it helps, he won't hold it against you for not telling him. Even if he questions it."