i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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POSTED ON Nov 27, 2022 20:38:04 GMT
[attr="class","rhafielscroll"] Nyx is his shadow, and a welcomed one at that. She dogs his every step, her feline, distrustful countenance leading her gaze to stray back and forth, back and forth. Ever alert. Ever on edge. Ever prepared for whatever was to come next. Rhafiel and Nyx hadn't gone through hell and back together for them not to remain ready for anything and everything that would be tossed at their feet.
Caden, for example, hadn't been a roadblock, but someone to not only further Rhafiel's work but also his personal life. Keeping his personal life out of his work with Commissioner Goode, however, was his highest priority. The only partner that joined him today was Nyx. Her violet tail waved back and forth in the air, the Liepard remaining confident despite the edge that Rhafiel could see to her stance. Her gait.
Reaching down, he placed a hand on Nyx's head for just a moment before the two of them entered Dahlia's office side by side.
"Commissioner Goode," Doctor Dieterich greeted, not wasting a moment reaching across to take her hand in a firm grip. He shook her hand strongly, properly, and he didn't linger. Nyx, outfitted in her Interpol vest, sat patiently at his side, both of her paws planted before her. "I would say that it is a pleasure to meet you, but then we'd be meeting under different circumstances," Rhafiel hummed calmly, dropping his hands to his sides. "The kind where Hoenn is at peace, not on the precipice of war."
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