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Tazenhani · 01-19-2012, 11:19 PM

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

Armen was too ready to be out of the Seating Area and waiting on the guests to put much thought in why the YATI wanted to talk with him. He would probably gladly leave this job to speak with Evander himself if he had inquired so.

"Sure, I could eat." Armen quickly headed off to the Buffet Tables without so much as waiting to see if Sabel followed. He didn't need an escort.

There was some relief at the moment that Armen seemed cooperative. How long that would last or why, weren't really questions Sabel wanted to dwell on. He had a window of opportunity, and provided it didn't slam shut in his face, he was going to make use of it.

Following behind the man, Sabel spared a glance over his shoulder at the seating area, his eyes skimming quickly over the crowd. He half expected to see a face of the Cult poking their nose from between shoulders or arching an eyebrow between heads. But there was nothing.

Letting out a breath he hadn't realized he had stored, he drew up to the side of the buffet table and looked down uninterested at the food. His fingers picked at a lonely napkin for a moment before he turned his eyes back up to Recard. "Who is, or was, Andrina?" There was no sense in beating around the bush; not with Armen.

01-19-2012, 11:19 PM	#141 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01 Armen was too ready to be out of the Seating Area and waiting on the guests to put much thought in why the YATI wanted to talk with him. He would probably gladly leave this job to speak with Evander himself if he had inquired so. "Sure, I could eat." Armen quickly headed off to the Buffet Tables without so much as waiting to see if Sabel followed. He didn't need an escort. There was some relief at the moment that Armen seemed cooperative. How long that would last or why, weren't really questions Sabel wanted to dwell on. He had a window of opportunity, and provided it didn't slam shut in his face, he was going to make use of it. Following behind the man, Sabel spared a glance over his shoulder at the seating area, his eyes skimming quickly over the crowd. He half expected to see a face of the Cult poking their nose from between shoulders or arching an eyebrow between heads. But there was nothing. Letting out a breath he hadn't realized he had stored, he drew up to the side of the buffet table and looked down uninterested at the food. His fingers picked at a lonely napkin for a moment before he turned his eyes back up to Recard. "Who is, or was, Andrina?" There was no sense in beating around the bush; not with Armen. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.