[ at some point the day before the gala, someone passing vax'ildan on the street will slip him a note. before he can get a glance at who it was, they'll already be gone. the note itself is simple: ]
[ the fact that someone was able to disappear without him getting so much of a glimpse is enough to put him on edge, but then there is the message. the conversations he's had. he knows what this is about (or likes to think he does) and decides, then and there, that he'll play along.
come the ball - he will be wearing an olympian crest. and he will most certainly play. ]
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Date: 2017-12-19 09:36 pm (UTC)play for olympia
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Date: 2017-12-24 05:34 am (UTC)come the ball - he will be wearing an olympian crest. and he will most certainly play. ]