Judge, Jury, Executioner
02-14-2019, 08:54 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-14-2019, 09:11 PM by Valentine.)
Rhyme was no fool. He knew what was up - that much was clear. Honestly he looked like a man destined for the executioner. To his credit, though, he'd come knowing full well that he was in for something unpleasant.
"Rhyme," he greeted his son with uncharacteristic solemnity. Valentine's gaze darted away as he considered the task ahead. His jaw worked as a whirlwind of emotions fought for control of the situation. His attention was only diverted for a moment but it felt like an eternity as the old king teetered on the point of no return.
"No doubt you know why I'm here. I think it's time we talked about your recent...activities." Alright, that was a fair start. For both their sake he was just going to ease into it. Pun intended.
"Rhyme," he greeted his son with uncharacteristic solemnity. Valentine's gaze darted away as he considered the task ahead. His jaw worked as a whirlwind of emotions fought for control of the situation. His attention was only diverted for a moment but it felt like an eternity as the old king teetered on the point of no return.
"No doubt you know why I'm here. I think it's time we talked about your recent...activities." Alright, that was a fair start. For both their sake he was just going to ease into it. Pun intended.
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.
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