Darius

Hand of Noxus [21+]

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy Darius drinks. He can't not when Draven puts it like that, but it does nothing to improve his mood.

"Will that be all?"

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy Darius's gaze flits up towards Draven.

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy "Mm."

Darius remains sat, focused on the glass.

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy "Mm.

The way forward is not marriage."

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy "The operation was proceeding as planned. It was working.

Nobody could have predicted that /thing/ from the depths."

Darius' expression turns increasingly stormy. The man is angry, far angrier than his features betray.

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy Darius does not like that idea. He has nothing to say to it, staring back down into his glass.

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy Darius looks only mildly disgusted.

"No."

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy "... No."

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy That snaps Darius out of his brooding.

"What?"

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy "We lost good men and women," Darius says, frowning - always frowning, "I will have to explain to their families that they were lost to a sea monster. The ocean itself opened its maw and with a construct larger than the Leviathan itself, dragged them down."

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy "...

...

... Shark ate it." Darius shrugs and downs his drink.

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy Darius takes his usual seat and takes his drink. He doesn't drink from it right away, considering his dark reflection in the glass.

"A sea monster attacked."

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy Darius watches Draven. He is diffused slightly by either something Draven says, or the bottle he selects.

Darius finally speaks, "A target on your back is already target on mine. You should know this."

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy Darius does not look happy. The paper, the indignation, and then the question are responded to with a slight stiffening of Darius' expression.

His jaw set, his gaze narrowed, his stance tall.

He doesn't say anything yet.

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

Sea air. The scent and sting of salt.

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy Darius fills a glass for himself and for Draven. He might be angry, but he's not going to drink alone.

"He dies."

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy Darius grabs a bottle of something strong, dark, and Noxian. He takes two glasses too.

"We take back the Leviathan. We crush the pirate."

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy "Pirates," Darius snarls. He pushes off from his desk to stride towards his drinks cabinet.

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy "The Leviathan is a seat of power. He will be bringing those not already with him to heel."

[Darius @BigBroEnergy]

@BigAxeEnergy Darius rubs his chin. Stubble scratches at the palm of his hand. He hadn't really slept the last few days between meeting with the Trifarix and military leaders.

"This man wants more than getting even. Not just revenge, a show of power. Overwhelming power. Humiliation." -