@wolfschosen
ambassador medarda . it is . . . unexpected to see you here . [ viktor refuses to be intimidated in his own lab, but ambessa medarda is an imposing figure in even the tamest of scenarios. he had been on his way out before encountering her in the doorway, and he feels a twinge of self-directed contempt: of course a political figure would arrive when jayce was not here to placate. ] is there something you are searching for ?
you called me , general ambessa ?
ID. @WOLFSCHOSEN * caitlyn did as requested , though her back was ramrod straight in the seat . ambessa looked displeased && a displeased ambessa meant that something wasn't working . caitlyn disliked that meaning && what it means for wartime . * this wasn't our scheduled time for the war room . this is impromptu . why the urgency , general ?
❲ ♯. ❳ AMBESSA would plant her hands onto her hips, rolling her shoulders to relax the muscles and pop one stubborn shoulder in particular, but hearing the accented woman walk in she would turn to face her, a look of mild irritation on her features. ❝ yes , general. take a seat. there’s much to be discussed ❞ ⁝@piltcversprcmise
“you’re not like this pig-nosed pilties…but you definitely aren’t from zaun, I’d remember the stench of blood and trouble. so where the hell you come from” * she would narrow her eyes, blue hues flicking with distrust and a great sense of dislike already*
/: @wolfschosen * vi would feel a warmth creep up her neck at the woman’s words, her gaze suddenly turning sheepish and maybe slightly dismissive , before muttering * « brawls are different , you don’t kill a few dozen…or hundred people
❲ ♯. ❳ ambessa would huff at the others slight dismissal of her words in change for smart and in mind, unnecessary comment ❝ as if you haven’t started a few dozen fights that didn’t need be happen ❞ ⁝ @zaunsbruising
/: @wolfschosen * all vi could really do at the others words was scoff slightly , not that she didn’t believe some of the older , larger woman’s words , rather a small muse of how she needed to emphasize the difference between their lands and lives. and for a moment vi wanted to point out that she had fought and made herself a life when she had one. before it was taken and she was in prison. pursing her lips she would shrug « just sounds like a bunch of unnecessary dying and bleedin.
** hot
* / AR AR AROOOOOOO
( this was rushed but i NEEDED to make her . . .
now begins the hunt for arcane anons. )