Enforcer DC

DC had been informed of what had been transpiring in the absence of an enforcer. Seemed there were a lot of things slipping both in and out of the castle. He was well aware where he had jurisdiction. That didn't mean he wasn't going to make his presence known in town. He walked the streets familiarizing himself with it. Nodding to the passing Chief of Police before entering the storefront that was his main reason for visiting this time around.

"Been some time Whitlock. Going to tell me how much you missed me?" DC smiled looming behind the white dragon he'd turned over to the castle and happily watched get collared while his pockets were lined for the umpteenth number of times. "Nothing personal, love." He smiled. "And it's DC now." He informed having been going by London when he brought Nicholas in. "Seems like you're fitting in fine. You're welcome."

When it came to species DC didn't have any preferences for one over another. Everyone would equally get his attention should they deserve it. He already knew who the problematic ones were and was handling those. The others he was making rounds on to introduce the new consequence to their actions. He found the human in a common room.

Even though he could be out in the sun it didn't mean he liked it or its warmth. The beautiful day bothered him enough he pulled in clouds to overcast it and bring the temperature down having come outside with the set of slaves currently being allowed. Any little thing to steal another's joy always put a smile on his face.

DC would claim he harbored no resentment towards fae hybrids, which he referred to as halfbreeds in the most spiteful way, despite the scar that resided on the left side of his face across his eye. Yet there he was in the undercroft looking down at a halfing that had nothing to do with the ever present reminder of the fight he lost. "Hear you've been causing problems, Arnon. I'd hate for that to be true." It didn't really matter if it was true or not.

The role wasn't one he really had to familiarize himself with, he got the gist of it. He'd been through the files recognizing a few names of slaves he'd delivered to the castle. Krovs had been a strategic choice, but it offered a lot more in amusement than other places of a similar caliber. Putting a file he'd spent too much time on down he decided to head into the undercroft. He was looking for a few slaves and took the first he came upon.

His fist brushed the door before he entered the Chief of Staff's office. Settling in wasn't hard. DC traveled light. He took a seat across from his newest coworker. "Pleasure." He said not offering a hand to the fallen angel as he looked him over putting a foot on the corner of the desk and crossing the other over the ankle as he leaned back in the chair making himself at home. "DC." He introduced himself. "I'll take a vodka on the rocks, since you're offering."