Well, apart from the last official Consilium being very rich in bad news, there was also something else: Crystal really needed to sit down with Phoenyx and pick her brain. Not because he wanted to wrestle for power among the Councilors, but because it would be important and wise to know where she came from and how she would take on different problems.
He thought he had a decent read on Guru and Eulogy, but he didn't want to rely solely on his Cabal-mates. So after short consideration he'd invited her to his place on a sunny afternoon. Fortune favours the bold, after all.
Crystal's apartment was on the 4th floor of a building in the nicer part of town. Big windows on the southern and eastern side made sure that the one big main living room-plus-kitchen was bright and comfortable enough. The only three doors in there led outside, to a spacious bathroom and to his bedroom.The open kitchen was modern and clean looking, black and chrome surfaces contrasting with pops of colour from his appliances (among them a bordeaux toaster, a light-blue water heater and an orange espresso-machine). He once bought some new tools and machines, just to make a young wannabe-cook's life easier. That short-lived phase has passed already, though.
Beyond a counter was a big glass table with six black leather chairs around it.
The other side of the room was dominated by the huge TV on the wall and a couch big enough to comfortably place six or seven guests. A few cabinets stood around - by now filled with numerous books on different topics, post-its and earmarks strewn across in many places.
Crystal was wearing a casual white t-shirt and slacks and laid lazily on house while he waited for the First Talon and Councilor of the Obrimos.