sinclair
he / him
twenty-eight
january 4
saffron, kanto
heterosexual
underboss
executive
become as fire, eat the woods. eat the dark and show where i stood
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dominic sinclair
THE AURORUS WINTER BALL
POSTED ON Dec 7, 2018 11:11:06 GMT
even dancing would be better than waiting. he sighs and accepts emma's offer with an incline of his head, taking her hand and allowing her to lead him back to the ballroom. perhaps thankfully, the venture is cut short. a waiter passes by and dominic feels the cool, hard plastic of a keycard in his palm.
instantly, dominic stops in his tracks and drops emma's hand. "actually, this isn't my scene. enjoy yourself," he said with a shadow of a smile, turning on his heel and heading up the staircase without further explanation.
he's at the foot of the staircase when the commotion occurs, something like a door being blown out of its hinges. of course, it can never be simple. a woman races past him on the way up, and he lets her, slowing his pace momentarily. even from here, through the marble railing, he can see songbird's movement. at least she's alive.
reaching the top of the stairs, he watches momentarily, suppressing the ghost of a smirk at seeing the other man somewhat battered and limping away from the confrontation. at least he seems to be occupied with the meddler. dominic quirks his eyebrow at her claims. he did take the precaution of gathering intel on notable officers and rangers of the league prior to attending the event, and her face was not one of them.
he catches songbird's eye and with a sigh releases his own pokemon, a click of his tongue enough to command his pokemon to give a roar that casts back the summoned pokemon to their pokeballs. a second motion to indicate to songbird to join him.
"enough of this," he says, voice like velvet.
he turns to songbird. "we're leaving." something like an order. he doesn't wait for any further response. dominic stalks up, takes songbird by the forearm with a force that is markedly more gentle than what the councilman had used.
the pokemon doesn't need his instruction to use smog, masking them in a veil their exit. it wasn't noxious intentionally - he didn't want to poison, only to misdirect. the pair disappear in the houndoom's smoke.
≫ bails on Emma Wolfe
≫ 3/3 posts done and he has the keycard but it's pointless now :pepehands:
≫ @elinda passes him, he's being cautious
≫ observes the confrontation
≫ has houndoom get rid of the pokemon with roar
≫ attempts to engage FERNANDO SILPH and @elinda in dialogue but barely
≫ takes evelyn silph and they're out
≫ uses smog to conceal their exit
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