Busted: Tarjei catches Captain Essex getting way too comfortable with a masked blood elf calling himself Cyhr. Valurii is nowhere in sight.
It had been a long hot day in Stormwind, the Magi spent most of it inside the office where it was cooler. Or at least it would have been were it not for the busted window of the Gravestone office. It was covered with a cloth drape and tape right now while they waited for their new window to be delivered after the break in. He had worked late this day too, the sun was already done setting and night was licking the streets with its darkness.
Gravestone’s office was nestled in a back road of the dwarven district, right where the alleyway opened between their office and another. It was a newly constructed building too so the window stuck out like a sore thumb with the makeshift replacement. And because it was merely cloth sound traveled through it obnoxiously well. He had gotten used to the sound of voices whenever they passed, thinking little of them.
As he finished rolling up his scroll carefully, making sure the ink had fully dried, he heard an almost familiar voice. At first he thought nothing of it… but then there was a low giggle and an almost familiar fondness to that voice he knew he’d heard before. He quietly rose from his chair and walked to the shelf on his left which meant he was approaching the broken window.
As he slid the scroll into its proper place he heard the voice even more clearly then. Was that… Killian? He’d been seeking to find the captain for a few weeks now to no avail as it seemed he was always away or busy elsewhere but as luck would have it he was sure he knew the voice. He took a step aside to the window and started to reach for the cloth only to pause.
He could have swore he heard another man’s voice. That wouldn’t normally bother him but… the context he overheard was something meant only for lovers or those most intimate. While Tarjei had no problem with men in love he DID have great reason to pause and be confused. Killian had a wife, a wonderful Draenei whom he’d gotten to know better each day they talked and thus the magus was starting feel more attached to the woman as a friend might of course. He was fairly certain Killian and Valurii weren’t as open as Killian’s father was. At least the few times he saw them together they seemed as any proper wedded couple should be.
Rather it was his growing fondness of Valurii or merely the young curiosity his mind was currently stuck with that compelled him to look when he normally would have turned the other cheek was left unclear. But in that moment he pulled the cloth drape of the window back and peered through it.
His blue eyes went wide with shock, concern, confusion, and anger all at once. As a man whom recently had his world turned upside down and inside out by a cheating husband he was a little sensitive to the situation. And as he stood there peering through the window his anger flared. Killian was peeling the mask away of what was clearly a Sin'dorei and NOT a Draenei as their lips met following wondering hands in what was no doubt a quick heated moment of passion in the alleyway they had thought was safe.
Again reason to look away and not involve himself flew through the window literally as that anger for what he’d recently lost himself flickered like a distant whisper of memories repressed in his mind. How it managed to seep through was unknown but the wolf within him was bristling as a low growl emit from his throat as he stood there glaring through the window.
“MISTER ESSEX!” He barked fully intent on scaring them both, his blue eyes flaring and fully focused on Killian for daring to be so unfaithful to his wife! In that same moment the Magi did something ridiculously drastic as he blinked out of sight only to reappear before his fellow Magi as he reached out for the collar of Killian’s shirt and yanked him back getting in his face very uncharacteristically. “Stop it! Stop it!!”
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