Haakon J. Elvsgaard
Location:Grand Continetal Hotel
Haakon to give it to her, she was indeed a friend he needed. He hadn't expected Josephine to throw herself into the argument, not the least having her commence her vocal defence of his honour and actions. While she didn't sound as diplomatic, she was direct in tackling the accucations directed towards him. Haakon gave her a brief look and a smile, thanking her with soundless thoughts before looking at Peter. Whatever the young Keystone said of him now, he was determined not to be thrown off guard anymore.
Which was why he was indeed taken off guard in such a violent way; he had not expected it to be the Lord Major raising the volume ten-fold.
Put in danger by his very inquistorial nature? While Peter had implied his dislike for Haakon's occupation, or simply his questioning behavior, Haakon had resolved to not push upon the matter, even for his temper to rise like a cooking kettle. The way the Lord Major put it however, well that was really getting to him. Haakon thought about what to say, or better yet, what to yell at the old man who clearly was holding in a ton worth of frustration from what old men ususally got mad about. Nobody insulted journalism, him or Josephine and got away with it! The response would be sharp, precise and solid enough for the so-called Lord Major to keep his over-priviliged mouth shut tight and...
The voice of Peter throwing in his figurative two cents made Haakon stop his now boiling-hot train of thought. He wasn't having high hopes for whatever the younger Keystone was going to say. Surely the continuation of insults, generalization and patronizing talk would continue from him. Whatever he said, it wasn't helping that his voice was calm - compared to the Lord Major -, as if he thought he was talking with a child.
But did Haakon hear it right? A truce? And most importantly, a scoop? The scoop of the decade about Peter Keystone's time in Germany? So he was right, there was something fishy about his story! The anger that had built up inside of Haakon slowly began to subside as the thought of a scoop, HIS scoop being mere inches away from him. Finally he would get it! But his eye caught the sight of Josephine, and his eagerness subsided as well. He couldn't imagine her being in a good mood now, and he wasn't about to forget about what had just happened. With a deep breath, Haakon turned towards Peter and looked him straight in the eyes.
"You do, but only if I may add one condition myself. You may have forgotten it, or simply be aware of the simple fact that it was Miss Clark and I who first spotted that filth of a man; Abbas. It was the two of us who followed him after his talk with the receptionist. It was the two of us who found the poor servant he had just murdered, and still decided to follow him. It was the two of us who found him outside of Miss Tarek's room, and it was the two of us who decided to put our own lives at risk in order to save hers. I'd like to let you know, both you and the honourable Lord Major, that Miss Clark and I aren't simply opportunists. We do care about your friends and loved ones, though we may not know them as well as you. And we do want to find out what the Hell that has been happening today. With the markings on our fingers, the dreams we've been having, and the near fatal encounter with Abbas Zien."Haakon took a deep breath before continuing.
"You have a deal and my word that none of this shall ever be spoken about outside our group, on one added condition; remember that we do care, if you believe it or not." Haakon said to Peter, before having his gaze turned towards the Lord Major.
"Is that a good enough reason for you, Sir?"
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