Lion Head Mesa (ap) Snapped fingers break hypnosis

The man spun, eyes aglow, and Reyes wondered if he'd broken through that veneer; but he need not wonder long, as Ramesses let the full heft of his position come in to play.

Everything he said was right: Reyes was being a piss poor guest and should have comported himself with more care, regardless of how much had been imbibed. He had no excuses. Neither did he feel particularly bad about the ruckus caused, even as a plethora of guards were summoned to escort him.

Pssfh, I'm going, m'liege. He responded in pure surly fashion. Reyes did not think twice about Teya in the moment. He saw the red-furred guard and sneered at him in mockery of that grin plastered dumbly upon his face.

I wasn't insultin' I was being friendly! Reyes claimed with a swagger, making for the door while Arsenio followed; the rest of Reyes' night would be spent outside of the palace walls, which was fine by him. Less people, less noise, less eyes upon him.

Reyes out!