Violins & Blood

Insomnia was not a comfortable place for the man, certainly not yet. It wouldn't be the place he settled, with their growing lack of space and his need to move so much to collect answers. An assignment brewing that he'd push down for later, for now? For now he's drawn into the Gorge, called upon for a meeting.

Unsettled, despite the fact that he's allowed to be here. Stiff where he stands at the back of the meeting, though he offers Érebos eye contact, a nod. It's time for business, and that's what Viktor is, for now. All business. There was work to be done, and he's eager to take on the next project.

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