Lord El-Melloi II had held onto his anger for six hours. The only reason he had waited was to ensure that his fury was directed to one person and one person alone. This hidden identity nonsense didn't apply to him, he was still human in all the ways it counted, and there were about twenty five things that weren't to be overheard anyway. He knew Roman before this, and Caster he may be, Lord El-Melloi II was still a mage. He didn't trust anyone else.
He shouldn't have trusted Roman. True enough, the Chaldea project meant that outside of their inital meeting, there had been little contact between the two, but Lord El-Melloi II had concluded that day with a fairly high opinion of the young man who had sat and plays video games in his office the entire day. Hell, it had been a highlight of the month, what with Flat making a work of art explode in the British Museum, followed by Luvia and Rin having a bigger and stupider fight than normal.
There were angry footsteps that announced his presences in the all too sterile Chaldea corridors. The few staff that passed by gave the man they knew as Caster a wide berth, red hot rage being projected from every angle of Lord El-Melloi II. There was no point hiding it. He entered Chaldea's control room and took a moment to ensure that there was no one around. Privacy was important, not only for Lord El-Melloi II, but likely Dr. Roman as well. Of that, Lord El-Melloi II had no doubt.
"Roman," he said, intoning the doctor's name in a deep voice that hid none of his displeasure. "We need to speak."
That same intonation made it clear that this discussion would happen, or else consequences would be dire.
Chaldea, 10 years later
He shouldn't have trusted Roman. True enough, the Chaldea project meant that outside of their inital meeting, there had been little contact between the two, but Lord El-Melloi II had concluded that day with a fairly high opinion of the young man who had sat and plays video games in his office the entire day. Hell, it had been a highlight of the month, what with Flat making a work of art explode in the British Museum, followed by Luvia and Rin having a bigger and stupider fight than normal.
There were angry footsteps that announced his presences in the all too sterile Chaldea corridors. The few staff that passed by gave the man they knew as Caster a wide berth, red hot rage being projected from every angle of Lord El-Melloi II. There was no point hiding it. He entered Chaldea's control room and took a moment to ensure that there was no one around. Privacy was important, not only for Lord El-Melloi II, but likely Dr. Roman as well. Of that, Lord El-Melloi II had no doubt.
"Roman," he said, intoning the doctor's name in a deep voice that hid none of his displeasure. "We need to speak."
That same intonation made it clear that this discussion would happen, or else consequences would be dire.