Name /// Mentorship Continued
Date // Thursday 4th May
Time // Lunch
Location // Cassian’s house
Status // closed / @kaiusmartius
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Tick -
The maddening encroach of time pressed against the walls of the grandfather clock,
Still nothing at the front door.
The time for their meeting had passed, Kai’s weekly visit scheduled and now denied. The throne had been taken too quickly, leaving everyone in chaos and confusion - but a definite enemy that all fingers could be pointed towards. The Spades had taken the throne, stepped into the limelight, and now everyone could see where to aim.
A frown played at the corner of his mouth, but Cassian refocused his attention on his meal. Picking up a knife and fork and cutting into the pan-seared salmon and assorted salad. It wasn’t as though he wanted to see Kai, desired the admiration and attention the other focused on him. It had merely been an arrangement and now routine had been interrupted, that was the cause of frustration. Though the entire week had been routine dismembered.
Tick -
Tick-
Rrringg.
Cassian’s eyes glanced at the corridor outside the dining room, and he gently laid his cutlery down, took off his napkin and folded it in quarters and placed it next to his plate.
Staccato steps and a quick glance out of the camera screen, before Cassian is pressing the button to open the gates, unlatching the front door and straightening his shirt, waiting a moment, two, three, then opening the door to the incoming Kai.