Marluxia followed Vexen close behind, and took over the lead when they came within range of what his Malboros were trained to think of as their stomping grounds.
"You will find," he said, quietly, "that the library is not a safe location for the discussion of sensitive topics." The Malboro sentries paused in their journeys and wiggled ominously, but they kept a respectful distance and seemed for all the world to be watching Marluxia and Vexen cross the unmarked border. "The walls have ears in most of the Palace, and there especially."
He paused when they reached the entrance to the greenhouse. There were potted plants outside of it, and Marluxia bent, pressing a finger into the soil with a frown. It was a little dry, but he'd been away and it was to be expected.
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Date: 2015-07-10 08:27 pm (UTC)"You will find," he said, quietly, "that the library is not a safe location for the discussion of sensitive topics." The Malboro sentries paused in their journeys and wiggled ominously, but they kept a respectful distance and seemed for all the world to be watching Marluxia and Vexen cross the unmarked border. "The walls have ears in most of the Palace, and there especially."
He paused when they reached the entrance to the greenhouse. There were potted plants outside of it, and Marluxia bent, pressing a finger into the soil with a frown. It was a little dry, but he'd been away and it was to be expected.