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[color=black]W Y S T A N  B L A C K M A N E[/color]
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[center][color=white]WEAPON SCREENING[/color]
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CURRENTLY STATIONED: royal estate tea party   
INTERACTIONS: tea party guests
MENTIONS: Prince Auguste[@Inertia] [/color] 
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[indent]Wystan, the second prince’s watchdog, had finally arrived at the tea party. He hushed his greetings with the previous guard, taking over his place swiftly. After exchanging more pleasantries and understanding that none of the guests thus far posed a problem, he felt more at ease. Today was the day he had to make sure that the new weapon-screening procedure was done properly and efficiently. Perhaps it would go smoothly.

Though attending the tea party had not been part of his agenda, he had been advised by the second prince to keep watch of the royal gathering until his arrival later in the day. Of course, due to the events that transpired recently, it was understandable for the prince to have to deal with an insurmountable amount of paperwork, so this was the least he could do while Auguste himself was busy.

[color=85aabd]”My apologies, Sirs, Madams.”[/color] He spoke with no signs of an apology in his voice. After the disastrous evening just the day before, this was naturally protocol. And so the watchdog was careful in his inspection of the guests, making sure that they didn’t harbor any weapons... but not many took too lightly to the sense of possible distrust, it seemed. 

[color=85aabd]”As esteemed visitors of the royal estate, it is our duty to ensure that your safety is prioritized first and foremost.”[/color] He reminded the people in line, to which many were disgruntled. This puzzled the bodyguard– was peace of mind not something people desired these days?

“Tch…” The nobleman rolled his eyes before raising his arms to allow the bodyguard to do a thorough pat-down. Wystan was silently pleased and paid the man’s grumpiness no heed, for he would simply not be having daggers flung about this day. Anyway, such was a normal attitude that cropped up on a daily basis. 

[color=85aabd]”Thank you, please go on and have a seat.”[/color] He extended a hand to guide the man in the royal gardens’ direction. Truly, what mattered was that they cooperated in the end and did their best to not act as hindrances to the proceedings of what was supposed to be a casual event. 

[color=85aabd]”Next in line, please.”[/color][/indent]