07-19-2018, 11:47 PM
BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS — [color=#21201c]TAGS
Most of the time, Bastille was free to stroll up to visitors or newcomers on their border and carry on blissfully pretending he was not the leader here and not responsible for anything. Generally speaking, he could get away with refusing to tell anyone who he was for quite a while, if only because no one exactly assumed he was the leader off the bat; and beyond that, few actually asked that question when they first joined. Perhaps that was inconsiderate of him, sending newcomers off with little knowledge of the structure of things, but whatever. Bast liked to live life in denial.
This, however... This was unfortunate. As he arrived, it was to the realization that they were waiting for him, which meant that a) several people had already named him as their leader (damnit) and b) it must be his business specifically if they were waiting on him, which required... being the leader. Damnit, again. Inhaling to stifle the urge to groan, he offered Atbash a rueful smile. He didn't think he'd even told her he was their leader, when she announced her ascent to Chief. "Uh, hey. I take it they might have asked you some questions already. I just want to know why us," he provided, biting back a yawn. He was tired, but yawning seemed rude. (Even if this was dreadfully boring shit.)
Most of the time, Bastille was free to stroll up to visitors or newcomers on their border and carry on blissfully pretending he was not the leader here and not responsible for anything. Generally speaking, he could get away with refusing to tell anyone who he was for quite a while, if only because no one exactly assumed he was the leader off the bat; and beyond that, few actually asked that question when they first joined. Perhaps that was inconsiderate of him, sending newcomers off with little knowledge of the structure of things, but whatever. Bast liked to live life in denial.
This, however... This was unfortunate. As he arrived, it was to the realization that they were waiting for him, which meant that a) several people had already named him as their leader (damnit) and b) it must be his business specifically if they were waiting on him, which required... being the leader. Damnit, again. Inhaling to stifle the urge to groan, he offered Atbash a rueful smile. He didn't think he'd even told her he was their leader, when she announced her ascent to Chief. "Uh, hey. I take it they might have asked you some questions already. I just want to know why us," he provided, biting back a yawn. He was tired, but yawning seemed rude. (Even if this was dreadfully boring shit.)
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