[ It's easy enough for Sébastien to move through the rest of the room towards the doors, pausing every now and then to briefly greet a familiar face, share a quick drink, and then he's off. Very few pay attention to a Rook who came from nothing, whose business has always had an air of mystery to it, sometimes an air of suspicion. And it wouldn't be untrue anyway; he'd taken a lot of shady gigs, done some shitty things to get to where he is now.
But having had Loki grant him patronage to his current rank worked in his favour. The Cardinal was already unreadable as it was; even he sometimes had trouble deciphering him. No one thought to question the connection when like must have spoken to like.
And now, as he exits the party, wanders through the gates and out into the gardens, no one pays him any mind, not even the Carrion he passes along the way.
The short distance he travels from the hall to their meeting spot is brisk; efficient. And when he spots Margo waiting for him, he wastes no time to pull her into his arms. ]
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But having had Loki grant him patronage to his current rank worked in his favour. The Cardinal was already unreadable as it was; even he sometimes had trouble deciphering him. No one thought to question the connection when like must have spoken to like.
And now, as he exits the party, wanders through the gates and out into the gardens, no one pays him any mind, not even the Carrion he passes along the way.
The short distance he travels from the hall to their meeting spot is brisk; efficient. And when he spots Margo waiting for him, he wastes no time to pull her into his arms. ]