closed starter for @nyloth location: nyloth's chambers note: mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry. mommy?
In all honesty, Vinny probably should've been more focused on other things. He had no duties to worry about which was...definitely a choice for this Senate. Although he was very newly improved by Renfield, he was still the same person. Rules and all that were things he didn't particularly like to follow on a normal basis so it was shocking to him that they would even trust him with enforcing said rules. Plus, he was more concerned about August than anything else. As much as he would have loved to help his dear friend, maybe it was for the best that he hadn't. Fuck, it was for the best that he was even here right now in the first place. He'd been just stuck under rubble for fifteen years and that had been a fate worse than death. The skirmisher had been waiting and waiting and hoping that someone would come to grab him from his tomb, but nobody had ever come. No, time had just been reverted back to that first day. He would be lying if he said it hadn't stayed in his mind though. Fifteen years of barely being alive had been torture that he saw every single time he closed his eyes.
The only saving grace he had was Nyloth. Well, he wasn't sure he would consider her a saving grace, but she had pulled him here for a reason. In the midst of his thoughts, he was summoned to her chambers without even realizing it. He turned his head this way and that to observe his surroundings for a moment before his gaze landed on her. "It's best we don't talk," he stated as he walked across the room to crush his lips to hers. She definitely hadn't been the type to be gentle before so he wasn't going to pretend to be now. Who said romance was dead?