Kleiro walked away to his quarters. Paalus was nowhere to be seen; he returned to his mansion.

Falin peered down from her perch in the rafters. She could see the Legate entering the throne room. "Hey . . ." her voice was quiet, almost sheepish. "Um, Tiberius. Could you . . . maybe lend me a hand or some suggestions at least?"

Ahkrinfeynvokun

Falin peered down from her perch in the rafters. She could see the Legate entering the throne room. "Hey . . ." her voice was quiet, almost sheepish. "Um, Tiberius. Could you . . . maybe lend me a hand or some suggestions at least?"

He looks around, frowning as he tries to find her before he looks up. When his eyes land on her, a shamed look approaches his eyes before he answers her question.

"More than likely. What about?"

(( Shall we pause this until Ahkrin returns around 9 PM EST? ))

"Makor, what shall we do now?" asked Draconus curious about what they would do next

Makor says nothing, Malacath, what do I do?

Lokonikah

He looks around, frowning as he tries to find her before he looks up. When his eyes land on her, a shamed look approaches his eyes before he answers her question.

"More than likely. What about?"

She shifted slightly. "Well . . . funny story, my ankle isn't going to be well enough for me to jump for another day or so and . . ." The Immortal's gaze wouldn't meet the Legate's eyes. "I didn't exactly think of that when I got up here to keep an eye on those Axe Swingers . . ."

Ahkrinfeynvokun

She shifted slightly. "Well . . . funny story, my ankle isn't going to be well enough for me to jump for another day or so and . . ." The Immortal's gaze wouldn't meet the Legate's eyes. "I didn't exactly think of that when I got up here to keep an eye on those Axe Swingers . . ."

He chuckles at her predicament once she finishes speaking. He places his hands on his hips before replying to her.

"Well, you got yourself in a pickle, eh? Come on, I'll catch you," He holds out his arms as if holding a basket, tensing slightly as he waits for her to jump down.

(Good thing she's tiny)

She hesitates a moment before carefully slipping down and into the Legate's arms. "Don't breathe a word of this to Makor," She muttered. "I'll never hear the end of it from him."

Ahkrinfeynvokun

(Good thing she's tiny)

She hesitates a moment before carefully slipping down and into the Legate's arms. "Don't breathe a word of this to Makor," She muttered. "I'll never hear the end of it from him."

He looks down at her, a smirk crossing his lips as he begins to walk to the entrance, discreetly so.

"How can I be convinced not to do so? Not that I would blackmail you, of course!"

Lokonikah

He looks down at her, a smirk crossing his lips as he begins to walk to the entrance, discreetly so.

"How can I be convinced not to do so? Not that I would blackmail you, of course!"

Her brow scrunched slightly at his remark. What could he possibly be after? After a moment, she sighed. "Fine, what do you want?"

Ahkrinfeynvokun

Her brow scrunched slightly at his remark. What could he possibly be after? After a moment, she sighed. "Fine, what do you want?"

At the question, he frowns for a moment. He opens his mouth to speak, before closing it once more as his frown deepens.

"Uh... I don't know, actually." His confused frown only further deepens when his mind continues to be empty.

She quirked an eyebrow. "Oh?" She chuckled slightly at the confused Legate.

Ahkrinfeynvokun

She quirked an eyebrow. "Oh?" She chuckled slightly at the confused Legate.

He casts her a mock glare, before shrugging his shoulders to himself. With an evil grin, he tosses her over his shoulder as if he had just kidnapped her (Like a sack of potatos!), walking forward and whistling a little tune to himself.

Lokonikah

He casts her a mock glare, before shrugging his shoulders to himself. With an evil grin, he tosses her over his shoulder as if he had just kidnapped her (Like a sack of potatos!), walking forward and whistling a little tune to himself.

She blinked, remaining in shocked silence for a moment before trying to pull free. "Oi! T-Tiberius!" The difference in physical strength was obvious as she was unable to budge his arm. Sighing in defeat, she remained still.