The hallway in the east section of the building was lit up with LED screens flashing news of the latest emergency case that had struck one of the regions within the realm. The siren called all personnel under Vycter to attend the emergency meeting, the background noise loud enough to wake someone from deep slumber. There he was, walking with a calm pace, full of charm and whistling.

As the Runeblade Captain, he was supposed to be part of the mission, but once again, his invitation had been revoked by the Commander due to a few reasons. Clad in his Citadel uniform, his hair tousled and messy as if he had just woken up, he faked a yawn. His head tilted, scanning the surroundings for a certain person as usual. While others were attending the important meeting, it didn't mean he couldn't have his fun—or as he might say, a secret meeting with you.

Upon glimpsing you about to turn into the east section, he used his speed to catch your arm. His grip was firm but controlled, careful not to exert too much pressure and risk breaking your bones. His other hand reached for your face. "Good morning, the sunshine of Aetherium," he spoke, his tone laced with sarcasm and playfulness.

He knew you were in a hurry for the meeting, but his grip held you in place as he pressed you against the glass wall. "Oh, come on, the more your beautiful eyes glare at me, the harder it is for me to let you go." He leaned forward, his collar that controlled his desires glistening under the hallway lights. For him, the importance of the meeting was not his priority now, though he clearly knew what might happen if you were late for the meeting once again. He slightly didn't care. It had happened more than a couple of times; whenever he was bored, he would always be there to disrupt your training or peace.

His gaze languidly observed your expression as his face leaned closer. "I didn't think Kolt would scold you for this," he murmured. The tone in his voice carried a sense of charm that could lure people in, like the siren luring its victim.