Adrianus "Achilles" Leventis (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} chink_in_armor) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} forgotten_gods,@ 2010-06-27 21:30:00 |
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When: Sunday night
Where: The bar Patroclus works at.
What: A concerned Achilles comes to see his friend.
Warnings: None
Achilles was concerned in finding that his friend had disappeared for what seemed like longer than a few weeks. There was a lot laying inside the brooding warrior's mind, and Patroclus' silence only further placed his thoughts in turmoil. With situations as they were, Achilles had lost his prized agent and heard nothing since. He wouldn't be honest with himself if he wasn't angry that Kenneth had excused himself before the project had completed. Other concerns revolved around Briseis, and always would when there was a distance placed between them. Now with his nightmares starting to rail him with unrest the more his once peaceful mind clouded, he did not wish to add to it. However, as it had been in the past, there was little Achilles wouldn't do for his brother, friend and cousin.
A look of exhaustion was replaced by stern concern as he waltzed into the bar Patroclus worked at. The place was empty, a few lights cascading a dull filter in the room. He spotted Patroclus, his boots scuffing against the floor as he approached.
His presence alone demanded an answer.