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[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2017-01-20 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
A pale child stares back.

Joscelin has not seen or spoken with Cesare for some time, and for a person ostensibly running for office that is more than passing strange. Cesare is a politician; he's running on his experience. His disappearance from the campaign trail does not suggest that he's a very good politician.

"Are you going to let me in?" he asks impatiently, through the door.
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[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2017-01-20 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
Joss holds his hands wide, in a placating gesture. "I am quite alone. Now let me in."

Cesare is certainly not giving off his usual self-assured swagger. There is something very odd going on here.
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[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2017-01-25 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Indeed," Joscelin agrees, though he does not miss the way Cesare is acting. The paranoia coming off of him is unmissable, and also quite out of character. What has spooked him so badly?

"I came to find you. One would think that a vampire angling for a position in government would be out campaigning among his people." Joss's tone is casual, but he speaks slowly, as if to a child or a frightened animal. "This race has two ancients in it and yet the only nominee I see doing any real campaigning is a mere boy."