@wolfin-time
It wasn’t unusual to find Delcan attending a party at one of his warehouses. Not that most people knew who he was, he kept it that way. It wasn’t that he particularly liked to party, but more about keeping people out of the upstairs living space he had made for himself. That and keeping people from running off with his stuff. He had made an investment with some of the equipment that the party throwers decided to use, after all.
He raised a brow at a man with a camera. That wouldn’t do. Bad cellphone pictures of his warehouse were bad enough, but a nice camera like that? If he was a photographer worth his salt... No, it wasn’t worth the risk. He especially couldn’t risk his flare, no matter how much it could be explained away.
“You know, you should try enjoying the party yourself instead of taking pictures of people enjoying it for you. I promise you’ll have a lot more fun.” He offered up, no malice in his voice, nothing but charm. He would play nice, for now.

















