[Evil Tink]

Solomon sighed, running his fingers through his hair as she left. He would have to guard Nalaria closely while Tenshin was on patrol. He pulled off his jacket as he began to debate killing him. It would be easy and quite shady...but, even with his influence killing a Council Man was considered treason nonetheless. He shook his head, his finger trailing up his scared arm out of habit and boredom.

He sighed, placing his hands on his hips and began to pace while he thought. Occasionally, his hand would come up and he would twist and flick it as if writing something in the air with a quiet mutter here and there. After some time, he shook his head and stood by one of the many windows, looking out, "This is quite annoying..."