Bastien
As soon as the door was opened Bastien stormed in and slammed the door shut behind him, ignoring Lucas' amiable greeting and going right away to rush forward and try to pin the other man against the wall with one forearm, practically growling at him with a sneer.
"This is not a house call and you are on thin ice with me, friend." His voice bore a bitter and sharp edge unusual for Bastien, his accent thick as his anger took over. When he looked at Lucas he no longer saw the friend and guildmember he had seen before but a careless bastard that had hurt the person most important to him.
"You had better have a fantastic explanation for the way you left Rexanna, or we are going to have a problem." What the problem would actually entail he wasn't sure about, but he wasn't afraid to throw a few punches.
"This is not a house call and you are on thin ice with me, friend." His voice bore a bitter and sharp edge unusual for Bastien, his accent thick as his anger took over. When he looked at Lucas he no longer saw the friend and guildmember he had seen before but a careless bastard that had hurt the person most important to him.
"You had better have a fantastic explanation for the way you left Rexanna, or we are going to have a problem." What the problem would actually entail he wasn't sure about, but he wasn't afraid to throw a few punches.
