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The [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/a1/e3/bd/a1e3bd78242f54bcde699e3a7bb1ec26.jpg]man[/url] was sitting at his desk while looking at the files of the individuals who were supposed to be in court that day — Roach Vexler, Pilka the burrower, and Kara Voss. A part of him wondered how an intelligent and promising woman in her twenties could get wrapped up in such a mess. His fingers glided down her pictures. It was honestly disappointing, since the majority of Dominions were against burrowers. He had strong opinions but he had strong opinions against the ones that would attack the burrow bulbs and the miners in Khia. He knew they weren’t all bad… at least he wanted to think that at times. 

Closing the file, he sighed, and looked out the window into the city. He had a penthouse in the upper cavern located in Slia. His home practically looked down on everyone else’s, ‘[color=white]What a disappointing day,[/color]’ he murmured to himself. 

That was when he reached for the landline and dialed a number. Listening to the tone of the ringer as he waited, patiently, and his thoughts went on while he waited. Would it be the right thing to do to inform her more about Councilor Geode’s activities? It would throw him under the bus as well but nothing that he could get in trouble for — possibly lose his position if anything. Which wasn’t upsetting, he had been a counselor for roughly ten years now. One had to retire sooner or later, right? 

Yet… he had no plans to bend over for the misfortune that was happening. 
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[b]Attempting to contact Isolde [@PatientBean] through landline[/b]