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As Loki ruffled her feathers at his little diatribe, Eos was taking in the scene. He had arrived much too late to witness the actual combat styles of the offending party and could not accurately judge if the princess was correct in her assumption. It was always a possibility; Too many parties were interested in hacking off the limbs of the aristocracy, a pack of ravenous jackals gnawing at the arms and legs of the Crown before locking their jaws around the throat. That was one of the few things Amon Gregory had taught Eos and Selene in the Tower. Power is the only thing that ensures obedience, and therefore law. Power is also the most absolute and pure form of corruption man has ever known, and despite knowing this, every man, woman and child wants a piece of it.

Eos looked up sharply when Loki's voice changed from slightly rankled to thoughtful. What was on her mind, he could not say. The sable princess was an enigma that Eos had neither the guile, nor the energy to even begin to contemplate. That wasn't to say that he had not tried though. At Loki's inquisition of the status of those he had been sent to investigate brought a brief nod from Eos.

"The first family, investigated by another member of the Guild had not been attacked according to the inquisitioner's message. This would have made them prime suspects, had the members of my own investigation target had been attacked. I had a brief discussion with the duke Gilgamesh's wife and son, during which several assassinations--yours included--were set in motion. The Gilgamesh Estate and those within remain untouched." Eos waved a hand lazily as if forgetting something, "Which brings me to my first point, that the first family is all but exempt from suspicion. They are great supporters of the duke, and although they are inwardly ditrustful of the Crown, they have a relatively spotless record in regards to outspoken acts of rebellion."

Halfway through the report Eos found himself glancing at the window more and more. Something was nagging at the back of his mind, something that had been put off for some time now. With a sigh, Eos figured that it would come to him soon enough. At that he winced and took a step back from Loki, feeling rather embarassed. Despite his well-groomed appearance, Eos had skipped on bathing in his hurry to be on the mission. Cologne was the predominant scent on the man, but underneath was the smell of this morning's exercise. It probably wasn't noticeable...hell, it probably wasn't even offensive. Upon passing Zade in the Guild halls a couple days ago, Eos heard her comment on how he smelled of coffee.

Coffee smelled nice.