[ he's working, of course. Otherwise he'd have been there, with the group. Libra is standing near the entrance of the bar, and he can hear Zulius out in the theatre, shouting cheerily as he directs the people on stage for tonight's show.
His phone rings with a colourful rock tune, which he recognises it to be wolfwood, cheerfully picking it up to raise it to his ear.
Calling to ask about dinner plans, maybe? it was getting close to them being off for the night, so... ]
Yello! Not often you call instead of text. Got your hands full? [ ...wait. He looks at the screen. ....Dante? ] --Eh? A conference call?
[ hold on--
his ring is glowing. immediately, he starts to panic, actually. ]
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His phone rings with a colourful rock tune, which he recognises it to be wolfwood, cheerfully picking it up to raise it to his ear.
Calling to ask about dinner plans, maybe? it was getting close to them being off for the night, so... ]
Yello! Not often you call instead of text. Got your hands full? [ ...wait. He looks at the screen. ....Dante? ] --Eh? A conference call?
[ hold on--
his ring is glowing. immediately, he starts to panic, actually. ]
--What's going on??