DORIAN
Mention of Rafael has a brief flicker of disdain darkening the blue of Dorian's eyes before it's wiped succinctly away; every family has their issues, even one as broad and otherworldly as this one, and Dorian is not without his methods of ensuring things run smoothly. "Then I'll see he has something to do." Offhandedly said, Dorian marks the Reaper's porcelain features. "A task for he and Vox, perhaps."
Unlike Dahlia, it is a rare thing for Dorian to allow himself to be touched in this form, so clumsy and rubbery as he finds it to be. Still, the thread of how the pair had once been is able to tug at his attention such that as he turns back toward her, there is a brief flicker of willingness that he's quick to tamp down. "Perhaps Pierce could watch over things while we work."
News of Ronin's intended interference isn't surprising, not with a moniker like The White Knight, but certainly he'd proven to be a thorn in their sides despite the loss of his Rapier. "Thanks to their tournament we've seen firsthand what it is he's able to do. Even were you to bait him into a fight he could teleport himself away or bring his lout of a husband to his side." Should Pierce partially claim Stormbreak of course his presence would nullify at least some of those variables, but only if he was stupid enough to allow himself to be pinned in place.
"His power is not unlimited.." Dorian muses thoughtfully. Placing two fingers upon Dahlia's desk and leaning slightly against it, a surge of something primal and Machiavellian sparks in the depths of his blue eyes. "...one of his children has already died. Why not the other? Perhaps so long as he stands against us, we force him to repeatedly bear the deaths of those he loves."
Unlike Dahlia, it is a rare thing for Dorian to allow himself to be touched in this form, so clumsy and rubbery as he finds it to be. Still, the thread of how the pair had once been is able to tug at his attention such that as he turns back toward her, there is a brief flicker of willingness that he's quick to tamp down. "Perhaps Pierce could watch over things while we work."
News of Ronin's intended interference isn't surprising, not with a moniker like The White Knight, but certainly he'd proven to be a thorn in their sides despite the loss of his Rapier. "Thanks to their tournament we've seen firsthand what it is he's able to do. Even were you to bait him into a fight he could teleport himself away or bring his lout of a husband to his side." Should Pierce partially claim Stormbreak of course his presence would nullify at least some of those variables, but only if he was stupid enough to allow himself to be pinned in place.
"His power is not unlimited.." Dorian muses thoughtfully. Placing two fingers upon Dahlia's desk and leaning slightly against it, a surge of something primal and Machiavellian sparks in the depths of his blue eyes. "...one of his children has already died. Why not the other? Perhaps so long as he stands against us, we force him to repeatedly bear the deaths of those he loves."
