Who: Teja Wartooth and CFO What: Discussion Where: Mordhaus When: This afternoon Warnings: Swearing, possible teenage angst.
Teja had spent the night outside of Mordhaus, and had woken up in Switzerland, on a couch, in a cabin, being fed pastries and served coffee by his nephew and Skwisgaar's son. He had also woken up hungover, and angry. He'd gotten over the fact that his ex girlfriend was a crazy cunt werewolf. Anything that she could have done shouldn't have surprised him. He got back and cleaned himself up at around noon, putting on a new set of clothes and tied his hair back. He first walked past the Klokateer barracks and made sure the roadies were making progress, before he caught a glimpse of 359. She had tell-tale signs of being tortured in the way that was protocol. His eyes narrowed and he stomped out of the barracks.
His path was straight to Ofdensen's office, where he stormed in, unannounced, and unhappy. "You didn't treat it as a personal incident!" He said, slamming the door behind him. "You went behind my back and took it as an issue of business. I refuse to have my personal dealings be treated like that!" He slammed his balled fist on the side of Charles' desk. "You will not go behind my back again!"