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imperial_stage2012-07-18 09:27 pm
thirdtimesthechar) wrote in imperial_stage2012-07-18 09:27 pm
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The Pen and the Sword
Who: Char and Light
What: Discussing the state of Sawa's monarchy
When: During summer court
Where: A dingy but secure back room in Imperial City
Officially, Char wouldn't arrive in the capital for another two days, thanks to his sidetrip to that Crystal King-forsaken island and his stated desire to travel overland, bringing his entry for the Air Race. Unofficially, he had pressing business with the brains behind the Left Hand of the Emperor that needed to be conducted in secrecy. Thus, arriving in a third of the time expected via Waypoint, Char made his way incognito to an obscure, neutral, and most importantly easily secured tavern in one of the poorer parts of Imperial City. He wore plain merchants' clothes and his shaded glasses, brought only one guard, also disguised, and ignored the usual wave of disgust that the cleanliness of even 'the poorer parts' of the imperial capital gave him. There were more important matters to attend to, like determining who was actually ruling Sawa, and thus half of the Empire, today.
Char gains himself admittance to the pre-arranged conference room with a nod and a tip of his cap to the mute bartender, intuition telling him Light was probably already here. He dismisses his guard at the door to the back room, and enters.
What: Discussing the state of Sawa's monarchy
When: During summer court
Where: A dingy but secure back room in Imperial City
Officially, Char wouldn't arrive in the capital for another two days, thanks to his sidetrip to that Crystal King-forsaken island and his stated desire to travel overland, bringing his entry for the Air Race. Unofficially, he had pressing business with the brains behind the Left Hand of the Emperor that needed to be conducted in secrecy. Thus, arriving in a third of the time expected via Waypoint, Char made his way incognito to an obscure, neutral, and most importantly easily secured tavern in one of the poorer parts of Imperial City. He wore plain merchants' clothes and his shaded glasses, brought only one guard, also disguised, and ignored the usual wave of disgust that the cleanliness of even 'the poorer parts' of the imperial capital gave him. There were more important matters to attend to, like determining who was actually ruling Sawa, and thus half of the Empire, today.
Char gains himself admittance to the pre-arranged conference room with a nod and a tip of his cap to the mute bartender, intuition telling him Light was probably already here. He dismisses his guard at the door to the back room, and enters.
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