[center][h2]Tango Down[/h2][/center]
[center]Megelis[/center]
[center]Day 1, Morning.[/center]

As the elevator stopped on his floor Megelis looked up from the glass tablet he was carrying. It seemed Shard had skipped out on sparring in the morning so it was on to the next thing. Senechal more or less had the whole wedding settled down and was running down the details. “Can you pull the footage from auxillary room 36a?” The A.I. chimed in his ear. [i]spying on Mistress Zalthrim are we?[/i] Megelis rolled his eyes at the A.I. for whatever reason Senechal had been programmed with attitude; Shard never seemed to have an A.I. but everyone else always seemed to have a story about how Senechal had sassed them or done something purposefully to the letter of the order causing it to not quite work out as intended. Archive and Sentinel never did anything like that but it was probably Shard’s fault for programming Senechal with more personality.

The footage in question appeared on his tablet as he stepped into the elevator not really noticing the occupants. It was a horror film. While Ris had always been picky she’d been a fit from the word go and Senechal had not made it better. Wincing as she threw the tablet at the A.I. he closed out of the footage. That was one thing he was going to have to fix today. Ever since Blackgate prison Ris had been giving him the cold shoulder. It was now very apparent she was pissed at him about something; given her explosive expletives with Senechal and the childlike tantrum. 

Looking up it finally dawned on the Master of Blade that he wasn’t alone in the elevator. Taking in the mech pilot, Bunny, the rather eccentric mechanic Shard had taken on a while back, and the rather blank looking Hellspawn; Megelis cocked an eyebrow as he surveyed the odd group.             

“Mornin”

[center][i][@BeastofDestiny], [@lovely complex], [@Viciousmarrow][/i][/center]