Where: Fort Pike between LE and DR territories
Who: Mathias @ascnsionismx
Suresh had come. He had come because he knew that if he ignored the letter Mathias would come to Club O. Mathias would have come if he refused the young godling as well. So he had made a compromise. Near his Lake. On the borders of their territories. As close to neutral as could be found. Suresh stood among the brick ruins of the fort. Knowing and feeling his people close by. He knew that Mathias would not have come alone. But the location was to give everyone the understanding that there was one real entrance. And it would give Mathias and Suresh some privacy. Suresh remembered what the Fort looked like when it had first been built. One hand reaching out to touch the crumbling bricks. Finding the location poetic on many levels. Small nods to himself, to his alliances, to time in general.
He turned his head at the young man's approach. He had his glamor wrapped tightly around him. The only thing that wasn't were his eyes. They seemed to burn with their own reflected light, nearly glowing gold in the shadows of the ruins. "Mathias..." He opened his hands, showing the other that he had nothing in them. Not that he often carried any weapons. He was the weapon after all. He looked at the young man for a long moment. "You look... tired." Petty? Probably. But he wasn't inclined to be overly friendly until he heard from the other. But he did say, "I appreciated your promptness in returning my dead."