Judge, Jury, Executioner
02-09-2019, 04:21 PM
The raid had been a success, but today Valentine was unwilling to dwell on the details of it. No, today he needed to have a talk with Rhyme and he could allow nothing else to occupy his thoughts. He'd given himself time to rest and recover before going to Abaven and hoped that Rhyme had done the same. Valentine wanted them both to be at their best today because it was important to him that they both walked away with the knowledge that they'd done all they could to reach some sort of equilibrium. For good or ill, after today they would each know where the other stood.
Valentine stopped at Abaven's border and stared into the Rapids for many long moments. His expression was somber and far more suited to a funeral than a conversation. In some sense, this was a funeral though, wasn't it? The thought saddened him further.
Realizing he was simply prolonging the inevitable, Valentine sighed. Best get it over with. He howled for Rhyme and then sat down to wait.
Valentine stopped at Abaven's border and stared into the Rapids for many long moments. His expression was somber and far more suited to a funeral than a conversation. In some sense, this was a funeral though, wasn't it? The thought saddened him further.
Realizing he was simply prolonging the inevitable, Valentine sighed. Best get it over with. He howled for Rhyme and then sat down to wait.
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.