Burned by the Fire {joining}

*Charon* · 07-27-2014, 03:31 PM

The brute waited for a short while before someone arrived. His face was bright and pleasant, not showing the impatience that was slowly growing inside him. He even managed to give a nice smile as the queen finally arrived... except that it wasn't the queen at all. It was a little boy, not even a year old, puffing out his chest as he observed Charon. The ebony brute felt his smile waver, but he quickly morphed the irritation into an expression of hopeful confusion. The change was seamless and the boy would never know the difference. However, in the future the Olympus brute knew that such a mistake could not be made. His mind quickly searched through his armor of pleasantries and manners, checking for any loose chains. He couldn't let himself fail now, not when he had gotten this far. His mask needed to be perfect. No questions asked.

So Charon smiled again instead and leaned his head to the side as the russet pup approached him. Who the hell is this? his mind asked, while his polite voice asked a different question. "Good day, sir, do you know where Virgil Olympus is?" But the pup was on a roll now, marching up to him and raising his tail in dominance. Charon chuckled inwardly. This must have been one of the heirs to the throne. Too bad the obsidian brute planned to kill him in the future. Heirs were nothing but barriers on his path to the throne. These thoughts rolled through his mind silently as he gave a bow to the young man. "I am brought to Olympus by family ties, my dear boy. My name is Charon Olympus. Who may you be?"

He watched as two blue eyes narrowed suspiciously, examining the flower bouquet. His next question was delivered in an interesting tone. Charon laughed once, his ears splaying to the side in a show of bashfulness. "I just want to make a good impression. Virgil deserves the best, does she not?"

"SPEECH"

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