Its been a few months since joining, since the inaugaration that landed him the position of Vice Captain amidst the Medical Team Company and there Lohen was, dealing with stacks of papers.. paperwork as the people call it. Frankly, he does not get the point of it, the point of how something like this, is enough to deter other knights away, the kind that preferred to sneak off, slack away and go for drinks instead.
It most certainly does not deter him, he who was given a name, its just paper, not one of those crawling critters lurking in corners of a house.
After getting a little bit nagged by the Grand Master, the evil spirit found himself just about done with a good stack or two before leaning back on the seat, the day was far from over, so he can idle just a bit before getting back to the rest, or atleast until switching places with the Team's Captain.
A little shut-eye can't possible hurt and its not like he has need to sleep;
Sometimes, he can still see them, the anxious looks on knights faces, their wariness, their silent complaints at the very inconceivable notion that evil was let to join such a faction for the peace of Mondstadt.
Truthfully, they aren't wrong, even Lohen don't quite understand why that is but at the same vein, he has all the time in world for such answers.
Something shifts in the office and it does not unnoticed by the Drude. By the seconds eyelids flutters open, he is no longer sitting on a chair. In its wake, there was something clearly theatresque about this new landscape, that he most definitely not conjure.
''.......''.
A stare to the right, a stare to the left, as if painstakingly taking in every details, every empty seats and how-.
How divinity should not meet evil at its doors.
Body shifts, a pivot of heels onto wooden stage's edge. Magentas gleams with a dangerous intent and what's he left eyeing at; some standing mirror in the middle but Lohen knew better...
''Archon'', the one from Fontaine, as far as the aesthetics goes.
There was a lil bit of vitriol in that single word alone; over the fact he got disturbed from work rather than the fact of getting dragged in a place like this.
@furinasopera plotted thread.
