[Alfendi Layton stands and watches the whole thing out with barely a twitch of his expression.]
[He looks a bit pale, but this time, he seems more restrained, more stalwart, not even turning his eyes away from the terrible scene. When the fight reaches its end, he turns to the person next to him, his voice low.]
I voted for Luke, you know. [He says, after Luke's body slumps to the side - he lets out a breath that borders on being a relieved sigh. Honestly, he's glad Elizabeth made it through. If Luke had succeeded...he doesn't want to think about that.]
So, really, I'm quite glad we finally found a staff member.
[A pause. There's a smile on his face that doesn't quite reach his eyes.]
Maybe it'll finally make them realize what they're up against.
20 minutes post execution
[Alfendi can be found in a place he honestly doesn't go to that often - the bar. His lanky figure leans over the countertop, his bony hands cupped around a glass of what looks like whiskey. He looks deep in thought, his eyes narrowed as he glances over at whoever is joining him.]
[It takes a moment, but after a sip of his drink, he finally speaks up, his tone oddly light for what is a rather dark question:]
What would you do, if you found out you were completely out of your mind?
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[Alfendi Layton stands and watches the whole thing out with barely a twitch of his expression.]
[He looks a bit pale, but this time, he seems more restrained, more stalwart, not even turning his eyes away from the terrible scene. When the fight reaches its end, he turns to the person next to him, his voice low.]
I voted for Luke, you know. [He says, after Luke's body slumps to the side - he lets out a breath that borders on being a relieved sigh. Honestly, he's glad Elizabeth made it through. If Luke had succeeded...he doesn't want to think about that.]
So, really, I'm quite glad we finally found a staff member.
[A pause. There's a smile on his face that doesn't quite reach his eyes.]
Maybe it'll finally make them realize what they're up against.
20 minutes post execution
[Alfendi can be found in a place he honestly doesn't go to that often - the bar. His lanky figure leans over the countertop, his bony hands cupped around a glass of what looks like whiskey. He looks deep in thought, his eyes narrowed as he glances over at whoever is joining him.]
[It takes a moment, but after a sip of his drink, he finally speaks up, his tone oddly light for what is a rather dark question:]
What would you do, if you found out you were completely out of your mind?