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If nothing else, Baron Helmut Zemo is a patient man. He plans things out down to every, single, minute detail, and he *enjoys* it. To him, planning is a key part to enjoying the fruits of his labor when his plans do inevitably come to fruition. And this banquet had been a prime example of exactly that.
While not in name, Zemo considered this banquet as something of a homecoming for him, a small get together to celebrate his freedom. The evening had been remarkable; seeing old friends and new, making connections, discussing politics, and of course, getting to lavish others in his extravagant wealth. While Sokovia might no longer stand, he is still a Baron in title, and his family name still holds wealth.
By this hour, the majority of his guests had either filtered out of his manor, or were well on their way to doing as much. All but one, it seems. Oeznik had politely informed Zemo of a guest that had wandered into his study while Zemo had been bidding the last handful of guests farewell. After seeing his guests off, Zemo turns on his heel to head down the massive corridor that led to his study, curiosity buzzing beneath his skin at who could have possibly slipped away during the banquet… and why.
Upon reaching the open doorway to his study, Zemo observes his guest as they admire the artwork in his study, and he can’t help but smile a bit to himself as he watches them. He clears his throat to alert them of his presence, before entering his study with them.
“You know, usually it’s considered rude to wander from the party… particularly into the host’s private study. However, I will let this misstep slide under one condition: you tell me what brought you here.” Zemo prompts, going to stand before them.
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