neron
Neron has enjoyed this little get together, finding it easier to commit to Ascended matters now that he doesn’t have to worry about, you know, ruling Halo. So he’s content to dawdle after the meeting is over, having poured himself a glass of wine (it’s white wine, and he wasn’t a fan when he could taste, but that’s hardly a problem now). Still, Bastien will find him peering into he glass, leaning against one of the walls to watch the room.
He sees the man coming, having never met or spoken to him before, and so the degree of familiarity is a little bemusing. Nonetheless, Neron bites. Not literally though... you get it. ”Bastien, was it?”” He tilts his head. ”It sounds like quite the favour. Go ahead, let’s see if I can do anything to help.”
He sees the man coming, having never met or spoken to him before, and so the degree of familiarity is a little bemusing. Nonetheless, Neron bites. Not literally though... you get it. ”Bastien, was it?”” He tilts his head. ”It sounds like quite the favour. Go ahead, let’s see if I can do anything to help.”
you're so cold, put your hand in mine
