<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Male_Asian_Hair.jpg)</div><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Marquis Captain Alaric Whitecliff</span></span></strong>,<em>Human, 199cm, 86kg, green eyes and black hair</em><br/><strong>Current location</strong>: In flight<br/><strong>Current event</strong>: In flight<br/><strong>Current tags</strong>: Open<br/><hr/><br/>Alaric was wearing the earmuffs with the communication gear that Cavanaugh's crew had doled out, but he hadn't made any effort to establish any of the private channels that others had, and he'd made no effort to keep track of anyone else's behaviour- after all, why bother when you couldn't tell what was being said?<br/><br/>Isaiah Marks, however, was a soldier and bodyguard with decades of experience operating in court.  Professional paranoia, experienced combat training and precisely directed violence on command were his stock in trade; it was the former that caused him to notice the tension between the countess, her valette, and the viscount, evidently over the viscount said.  He noticed the noblewoman gesture to her companion for silence, and her body language suggested that she was focusing more intently- or perhaps better said, more intensely- on her companion in conversation.  Perhaps the viscount suffered a faux pas?<em>Alicia's dossier said that DuPierre wasn't much of a politician.  Reading between the lines, that doesn't surprise me.  I think DuPierre would have even less of a chance of going anywhere politically than Alaric, if it weren't for the fact that he can carve something out for his own name here.  Good luck getting Alaric to do that.</em><br/><br/>His attention spent and the interaction noted briefly, Isaiah returned to watching the compartment whilst his charge, oblivious, continued to stare out the window.