Not Happy.
May. 4th, 2007 02:39 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
logan-the-daddy.livejournal.comThe Warlord stalked down the halls, barking out orders as he kepts everyone in his path scurrying. Servants rushed to bring his wife and child everything they could want or need, while guards stalked the hallways and two of the Warlord's most trusted guard stood outside the doorway of his bedchamber.
Inside the young Commander Cyclops kept direct watch over Warlady and soon to be Warchild, while the lord himself went about seeing to the arms and army.
Nearly done the Warlord blinked, then scattered the remaining few about him before going down a seperate hall, intent on finding the only Commander with a baby to debrief and interrogate him.
He startled and snarled as he suddenly found himself somewhere strang and new, then spun, eyes lighting for the briefest of seconds as he searched the place with eyes and nose.
"Lynn?"
Inside the young Commander Cyclops kept direct watch over Warlady and soon to be Warchild, while the lord himself went about seeing to the arms and army.
Nearly done the Warlord blinked, then scattered the remaining few about him before going down a seperate hall, intent on finding the only Commander with a baby to debrief and interrogate him.
He startled and snarled as he suddenly found himself somewhere strang and new, then spun, eyes lighting for the briefest of seconds as he searched the place with eyes and nose.
"Lynn?"
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