Yylfordt followed Apache all the way out into the carefully cultivated greenery and stolen sunlight of the Palace garden. Then he realised he was in way over his head, and Apache probably needed a chick to talk to. But Nel was away, and Tayuya was somewhere else, so she had him.
Awesome.
He ran a hand into his hair and tried not to look as out of his depth as he felt. It had been obvious Apache had known the woman, and the woman had known Apache, but aside from the fact they were both Jyllandi, it wasn't exactly obvious how.
"Well, for the meeting," he said, stating the obvious. She wasn't some random asshole that had wandered in, that was for sure, which meant she was a member. Which also meant they should be careful about pissing her off. Although at least she couldn't touch them beyond pissing them off in return.
"Who is she?" he asked, dropping his hand from his hair and setting it at his hip instead. Apache obviously knew the answer to that, anyway.
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Date: 2019-01-13 07:54 pm (UTC)Awesome.
He ran a hand into his hair and tried not to look as out of his depth as he felt. It had been obvious Apache had known the woman, and the woman had known Apache, but aside from the fact they were both Jyllandi, it wasn't exactly obvious how.
"Well, for the meeting," he said, stating the obvious. She wasn't some random asshole that had wandered in, that was for sure, which meant she was a member. Which also meant they should be careful about pissing her off. Although at least she couldn't touch them beyond pissing them off in return.
"Who is she?" he asked, dropping his hand from his hair and setting it at his hip instead. Apache obviously knew the answer to that, anyway.