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[hider=Mood Music][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3YbmYA8laMc&pp=ygUaY2hhc2UgbW9uZXkgdHJvdWJsZSBhbmRyZXc%3D[/youtube][/hider][/center][right][h1][color=f49ac2]Edict[/color] & [color=C67C12]Leon[/color][/h1][/right][right][sub][hr]Mentions: [color=f4eb93]Britney Williams,[/color] [color=CD5C5C]Linqian Han[/color] | Direct Dialogue: [color=7ABBFF][b]Layla Hyacinthus,[/b][/color] [color=fd8a6c]Adora Phoenix-Prescott,[/color] The Gathered Coven | Location: Edict's Car > The House on the Hill [/sub][/right][hr]
[/indent] Edict never loved waiting around at the Temple. So, he was glad when Leon had him come out to their apartment building by the Port, pulling up outside and rattling off a quick text to Britney; a silly meme about a show they'd started watching together in the little spare time they had together. It was mostly to see if she'd ping him back with a response in a decent amount of time. He could trust they were safe if she kept responding, and he didn't exactly care how annoying it was. Leon was another story. Edict had set up the meeting on Sunday after quietly attending a particular ceremony for the Temple as a courtesy, and as he waited around longer and longer in his running car, he watched the precious time they had to talk business dying away as the Sycamore meeting at the abandoned club got closer and closer. 
He felt it was important for both of them to show up, even if showing up together looked bad. Last time, of course, it ended bad too. The church raid. There was no way they were going through that again, even though he didn't really have any solid plan to prevent it. It was more of a prayer, or some kind of manifestation energy, than any reality he could create by himself.

Leon, having already woken up late, immerged from the apartment building with just about enough driving time to make it to the club on time if red lights proved kind. Edict could see the telltale signs of Leon's abstraction working overtime to heal his ass, not least of which was the half shredded clothing he was wearing. The giant man dropped a duffle bag on the street, pointing at Edict to acknowledge that he was waiting before he finished the work of destroying his clothes by ripping the scraps off. In record time, he was refreshed in a massive pair of blue jeans, black boots, a white shirt and his leather bomber jacket. 
Edict made a mental note that Leon looked like someone pulled him out of some greaser movie from the old days. He just needed his hair slicked with a bit of product, but having it tied in a tight pony tail pulled every single hair on that wooly man's head back to the tie. He didn't casually bring the bag back into the building, so much as he unpleasantly hurled it back into the lobby before making for the car.

Leon opened the door and looked down into the cab of the sports car with a sarcastic look on his face.
[color=C67C12]"You're joking, right Devola?"[/color]
Edict knew what he meant immediately, and he lifted himself over the console to grab the bar beneath the passenger seat. He tried sliding the seat back further, only to hear it slam against the back of the cab.
[color=f49ac2]"Oh, come on. [i]You're[/i] joking with [i]ME[/i] Leon. Bunch those fucking tree trunks up, bend your giraffe-like neck, and get in the car. Before I make myself regret asking what you decided to fuck that ruined your morning."[/color]
[color=C67C12]"You mean fuck [i]with[/i], right?"[/color] Leon asked in reply, compressing himself as best he could to get into the car in front of him. As he finally adjusted and managed to close the door, he looked directly at Edict. [color=C67C12]"R-right?"[/color]

The spare moments were spent discussing what'd come to pass since the last meeting, including the small amount of work he did with Luna. The topic managed to shift to their shared experiences having sex with Linqian, which made Edict feel strangely cagey and... Certainly not jealous. He definitely wouldn't ask her about it later... But the red lights were merciful, and after twenty minutes of city driving, Edict pulled into the designated meetup to see a bunch of other cars already there. He knew Britney was there at least. The two men quietly made for the entrance, and came in right around the time Adora was [b]SHOUTING[/b].

Leon's bulky frame blocked the little bit of light that otherwise would've come through the door as they entered. Quickly, Edict put two and two together, and came up with Luna jumping the gun like usual. She probably didn't wait for him to spill the beans, and now Adora was asking for concrete info to confirm the circumstance. He spoke up loudly, trying to interject into the mayhem before the chance escaped.
[quote=Adora][color=fd8a6c]”... Do we have any concrete information? Anything to confirm what you're saying other than 'trust me, bro'...?”[/color][/quote]
[color=f49ac2]"Woah, woah! Fiiiirst off, my client pleads the fifth, whatever the hell we missed. But, if it's what I think it is, I have proof, taken directly from a head privy to the information firsthand. And I'm happy to disclose [i]anything[/i], so long as you guys are gonna give me a fair shot at explaining."[/color]

Meanwhile, Leon had harbored a secret objective: One given to him by his younger brother, who was now privy to the Temple's vast surveillance network in real time. He almost instantly locked in on Layla, moving to where she'd been sat before crouching in front of her.
[color=C67C12]"Jesus Christ, Layla cher... Look at you... Again? What'd you and Lena talk about before? That you're supposed to head to the chapel, or to the Aberrant Dorm where people can help you!"[/color]
Leon didn't raise his voice, on the contrary toning it down as much as possible so that Layla wouldn't think it was some kind of admonishment.
[color=C67C12]"Her Grace is worried sick about you, Love..."[/color] he cooed at her, reaching a large and calloused hand out to her in an offer of comfort. [color=C67C12]"How'd you even get here?"[/color]