You Better Be Good To Me

He had been patrolling, but that certainly wasn't new news. Leon was often out senselessly wandering, looking for signs of foul play - not that there ever was anything to be alarmed about. Frankly, the man had been quite bored, but he set his mind to thinking about other things. Mostly of Ashtoreth, but also of the new ranks to come that he'd heard whispers about. Would things be totally changed, would they just be slightly altered? The possibilities were endless, not that Leon could do much about it. As the call rang out, he found himself pivoting automatically to it, bodice carrying him at a comfortable speed to where the meeting was being held.

Aislyn had called the masses, and few had responded so far. Leon nodded to each in turn, before settling beside his cousins: Epiphron and Chrysanthe. He would linger on Epiphron's side, though a gentle grin and wink was given to both females. Casually he would pose a query in Epiphron's ear, quiet enough so that only she would hear. "What do you suppose this is, cousin?" It was curious that Aislyn had called out, and not Collision, or Cairo, or any Adravendi for that matter. Had something gone amiss from the Sentry's watchful eyes and ears?

"speeeeech"