Lucas "Addy" Addison (
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houseofcards_rp2013-04-02 01:35 pm
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[ota] someday I'll fly away
It was good to be home. Or at least maybe people were of the opinion that it was good to have Addy home again, which they seemed prone to stating over and over as he walked through the hallways on his way to see Argine about coming back to work as Eileen's bodyguard. Not that he had intentions of replacing Kevin, but the poor fella seemed in despite need of a vacation.
What he hadn't expected that morning was the news that the surveillance Elisha had asked him to put on Jack Donovan was terminated as quickly as it had started. Donovan was reported dead at the scene of a crime; apparently trying to stop another member of his team from going rogue. It made for an uncomfortable conversation in the near future with the king of Clubs.
Ah well, there wasn't much he could do on that front. So still, he'd find Argine first and eventually make his way back to the King. Perhaps after unpacking his things and putting them away, and having tea with Eileen.
What he hadn't expected that morning was the news that the surveillance Elisha had asked him to put on Jack Donovan was terminated as quickly as it had started. Donovan was reported dead at the scene of a crime; apparently trying to stop another member of his team from going rogue. It made for an uncomfortable conversation in the near future with the king of Clubs.
Ah well, there wasn't much he could do on that front. So still, he'd find Argine first and eventually make his way back to the King. Perhaps after unpacking his things and putting them away, and having tea with Eileen.
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...well, to visit their Jack. But not like that. And well, really visiting Elani the music tutor. Or more to the point, borrowing some sheet music and somehow getting roped into learning some swing music.
At least he can subject Cynric to it too.
And now he's on his way out, paper in hand, violin case slung over his back. And sidestepping Addy. "S'cuse me, sorry, man."
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And Eileen?
Eileen will stop reading Die Cephalopoden if he comes to have tea with her. "Busy day?"
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