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The chapel was empty but for one person. The only sound being the quiet russling of paper and flipping of pages. The High Eccelesiastic Xeladrag was preparing for a speech that he had to hold later in the day. It wasn't a big one, not even many people would attent, but the man liked being prepared.
The sound of footsteps interrupted the peaceful quiet. Firm, yet cautious. Curious, mayhaps. As Xeladrag lifted his head the intruder made his way around the corner, from the chapel entrance to the pews.
Arch Enigmatius Robert_Void.
A relieved sigh was heard. Xeladrag tilted his head at the other.
"Is it not a bit early for you to be here? It is only the morning. Your speech is in the evening."
"The weather seems to be nice today. I had planned enjoying it for once. Were you looking for me, my lord?"
"I was."
"For what reason?"
The man had walked closer during their conversation, stepping up on the platform on which the podium stands. Where the High Eccelesiastic stood. Xeladrag was slightly leaned on the podium, having hunched over at some point while reviewing his notes.
"Just a question. Though with the information you've given me my plan has changed a bit."
Robert walked behind the other, causing the latter to stand straight and turn around. Xeladrag admired the view for a moment. Robert stood tall in front of the giant banner with the cult's logo. The singular light in the building, which was right above the podium, casted a shallow light on him. His face was barely visible due to the shadow his helmet had made. The High Eccelesiastic didn't get long to stare though, as Robert leaned forward, both hands on either of Xeladrags sides, essentially pinning him to the podium.
"I did wonder if you'd wish to spend some time outside with me today. Perhaps with some tea? Though I was planning it being in the morning, not later."
Roberts hand reached up, sliding along the bottom of Xeladrag's helmet. Despite them not being visible to him, the High Eccelesiastic could feel the piercing gaze of the others eyes.
"I would not mind pushing it to noon, though, if you wish to continue your preparations here."
Xeladrag rolled his eyes knowing Robert couldn't see. How was he supposed to focus on anything now? One of his hands reached up towards his own helmet, pushing it up just enough for his face to be revealed. An expectant look told the Arch Enigmatus all he needed to know.
The tragedy mask hit the podium with a thunk, though it wasn't as loud as the clattering of Xeladrag's helmet falling. He was taken by surprise by how eager Robert was.
"I'll take this as a, 'I would like to spend time together right now.'."
"You had me convinced the moment you mentioned tea. I crave some now."
Robert took a step back, already reaching for his mask again.
"Shall we then?"