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[keenly]

WHO: Colin, Beleth, and Julius
WHAT: Beleth has decided there shall be a reckoning. Colin is in trouuuuble.
WHEN: Justinian 3, morning.
WHERE: Beleth's office, The Gallows
NOTES: Will update with content warnings.

The shop is closed today. Colin had to sleep in after getting in late last night. He hasn't shaved. He bathed when he got home only to wash the stink of Darktown off him. He wakes up still tasting metal in his mouth. Everything hurts even though his captors, while ungentle, didn't actually hurt him. He'd fought hard enough that he is, most probably, covered in bruises. He could heal them right now. He doesn't.

There is a knock at the door. A messenger hands him a note. He stares at it, glassy-eyed at first, then picks up his crystal to call Julius.

A half-hour later, he is standing at the door of the Scoutmaster's office. It could be coincidence. It probably isn't. He taps at the door, barely enough to be heard, then glances down the hall as Julius' footsteps begin to ring. He waits for Julius to arrive, then pushes open the door, holding it open for the enchanter first. It is not an entirely uncalculated move, nor pure politeness. If Colin is in trouble, he wants the scoutmaster to see he has a representative before she says anything. And right now, Julius is a more presentable figure for her to first see than Colin himself.