It’s positively mystifying, Wakanda. He was here on - well he hadn’t really been interested in politics but that’s what happens when you lead a revolution apparently - a political invite. It wasn’t like any of the other international visits that Markus’d made. Those were all campaigning on his part, always an outreach but... a representative of the Wakandan Embassy had reached out to them, wishing to speak on equal terms. North’d been suspicious, as expected, wary of some sort of trickery or espionage, and the rest had... been similarly concerned. But... this was the first time any humans had ever contacted them seeking to simply speak, no prompt necessary. If they were careful, they could make a hefty ally.
So stepping off the jet, Markus’d bowed his head in respect at the women who’d greeted them, went through different pleasantries, before he and his embassy was escorted to their quarters. North eyed the women in red, and Josh’d made a snark wireless comment about North finding some new sparring partners at last, but aside from the usual squabbling, they’d settled in just fine.
The surprise came in Markus’ private summons to the King’s side, to speak with him directly. He’d accepted, curious and wary, but this was what they were here for after all. Head dipped in respect, Markus cast a quick scan about the room, attempting to get a glance into the man’s personality at a offhand reading.
❛ Nice to finally make your acquaintance, your majesty. ❜
@ikumkani liked for a markie starter!