[If it were Septimus, he'd have the center of power concentrated either in a private study or the throne room. He didn't know the palace well enough to find wherever Eshai did her private work, of course--
But the throne room, that he knew. He's a bare step behind Aya, though he'd not entirely intended to be working with anyone specific. But if he can gauge how tough a fight Malicant is personally... oh yes, he'd like that.
At the question, he pulls off his helmet. Because yes, full Roman armor is the order of the day.] The hall leading to the antechamber and the throne room, he means.
Yes, it is. [His green eyes are bright. It's not eagerness, it's not anticipation, it's not just battle adrenaline. But he's got a goal.] We're dealing with an egotist. I'd guess the chances are high he's making himself comfortable on that throne.
[Let's go change that, shall we? says his tone. Too fearless and over-confident? Oh yes. In spades.]
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But the throne room, that he knew. He's a bare step behind Aya, though he'd not entirely intended to be working with anyone specific. But if he can gauge how tough a fight Malicant is personally... oh yes, he'd like that.
At the question, he pulls off his helmet. Because yes, full Roman armor is the order of the day.] The hall leading to the antechamber and the throne room, he means.
Yes, it is. [His green eyes are bright. It's not eagerness, it's not anticipation, it's not just battle adrenaline. But he's got a goal.] We're dealing with an egotist. I'd guess the chances are high he's making himself comfortable on that throne.
[Let's go change that, shall we? says his tone. Too fearless and over-confident? Oh yes. In spades.]