( OOC: Jesus, I go away for an afternoon and 2 and half pages...)
In the meeting hall, Burgandy sat near Lance and his team, of which he was a part of. After he had won skirmishes with League members, and Lance had been convinced of Burgandy's synergy with Luxray, he was a shoo-in. A lot of speeches were made, but it all happened so fast that it seemed like a blur: Red came back.
Burgandy had never known Red personally, but they had been on a first-name basis, and they weren't hostile towards each other. To see him with such rancor was a new sight for him. "Red, what the hell are you doing here?!" He had heard that he had been killed, and hadn't questioned it. It seemed, though, that he wasn't necessarily here to support them in their cause. Burgandy stood up, kicking his chair out from under him, and sending it falling backwards. He walked towards the battle that was going on, holding his hands out in a "stop" gesture to each side. "We don't need to fight in here, that'll just bring more attention! Just calm down and stop..."
In the meeting hall, Burgandy sat near Lance and his team, of which he was a part of. After he had won skirmishes with League members, and Lance had been convinced of Burgandy's synergy with Luxray, he was a shoo-in. A lot of speeches were made, but it all happened so fast that it seemed like a blur: Red came back.
Burgandy had never known Red personally, but they had been on a first-name basis, and they weren't hostile towards each other. To see him with such rancor was a new sight for him. "Red, what the hell are you doing here?!" He had heard that he had been killed, and hadn't questioned it. It seemed, though, that he wasn't necessarily here to support them in their cause. Burgandy stood up, kicking his chair out from under him, and sending it falling backwards. He walked towards the battle that was going on, holding his hands out in a "stop" gesture to each side. "We don't need to fight in here, that'll just bring more attention! Just calm down and stop..."