Aithne Charr
Heir of Fire
Chazwa, Republic Capital Building
Solan had said he was not going to let her do this without talking to her before she got too deep into this, and he meant it. So he was standing here at the main offices of the capital building, waiting for the woman whom he talked with to contact [member="Geneviève Lasedri"]. If she was smart she would allow him into her office and he would not have to come and find her outside of that office.
He had come alone this time, only his saber at his side and a old set of clothing that he had not worn for years, the last time being when he and her had fought side by side. Time had changed them both but his physical and mental scars were paltry compare to what this once defender of freedom was doing now. Perhaps he could talk some sense into her before he would have to take up the side against her. He was ready for either when it came to this situation but if he had his say she would not become a tyrant on his watch.
To be fair though, he knew what leading people did to someone, perhaps she was only doing this in the thoughts of protecting those she served in her position. He was hoping that was the case, hoping his friend would not bar him from seeing her and talking sense into her. If she did though, he had more than a few ways to get to someone. He had worked long enough as a bounty hunter and mercenary to know how to get to someone, even one such as her.