Meetings

[begrimed]

Behind an ever traveling emerald green door (you'll find it when you really need it, but it never seems to be in the same place in the palace) lies a quaint office, often slightly ajar with a few notes of music beckoning guests inside.

In the center of the room lies an ornate cedar wood desk, cluttered but just short of messy, with various sheet music piled on top. The bookcases on each side are in a similar state, books shelved away neatly were it not for the lack of any semblance of alphabetization.

The boss of this domain can often be found with his feet up with no regard for decorum; a casual enough atmosphere for casual enough chats, surely.

Those who venture into the palace to seek out the emerald green door will find it's different than usual, sturdier, with a particularly bright sheen and emblazoned with an insignia.

The door is also always closed, though whether it's locked or not depends on when you visit.

Comments

[begrimed]

Eh?

[ He already has another dagger in hand but he just kinda stares at Suga. ]

...is that it? Is that really the best you have? [ His eyes narrow and for once? He actually sounds aggravated. The dagger goes back into his jacket and he steps over the pool of blood on the floor (he might be actively bleeding still, but he's paying it no mind) and stalks over to Suga on the floor. ]

Get out. [ He picks Suga up by the clothing on his neck and just tosses him out of the room. It's not with an excessive amount of force, so he shouldn't be any worse for the wear aside from those dagger wounds but it does the job.

He slams the door shut immediately after. ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[wait his sword is still in there he paid crystals for that!!]

[begrimed]

[ You know, valid. Several seconds later the sword comes skidding out beneath the door. It's very bloody.

But Suga has his sword back! Yay. ]