08-26-2014, 07:54 AM
"Yeah, I'm good. Are you? I guess we should get out of here. I don't want anyone to see you. Those Atharim bastards hunt people like you."
Ayden had only heard Connor speak of this organization once before. He was afraid for her. She wasn't exactly sure she was afraid of them. She was the one with the gift, and the chances of these people having someone like her was small. Why keep one alive to hunt another? Maybe but Ayden doubted it. But she didn't exactly want to have to explain her self either.
The hailed a cab and went back to their hotel. Ayden was glad that they were safe, things could have gotten bad very quickly. But Ayden was more concerned about her reaction to what she'd done. She hadn't thought much about what she did as an assassin. To kill was just part of the job. Never once did she enjoy the kill, not as she had actually scaring that man who had tried to rob them.
She wanted to be alone with her thoughts, at least for a while, but they were on vacation together, she didn't want to leave him and make him worry anymore than necessary.
They curled up in the bed and Connor flipped on the TV, Ayden laid her head against his chest and closed her eyes. She got lost in her thoughts.
Ayden couldn't remember what she'd felt on any mission. Everything was lost in her memories. The dreams were the only thing she remembered. There was blood and sacrifice, and violence. She'd done most of it. Those were her dreams from before. Now she did nothing, and they were filled with the same things, except worse. They had to be linked to her new way of life, but Ayden couldn't imagine what she could do about it. An assassin's job was to kill, to kill meant to lose Connor, and Ayden didn't think she could do that. First time in a very long time she had someone, had family. It was her highest dream and now it was hers, she wasn't about to let it go.
Ayden drifted off to sleep laying against Connor's chest. Her dreams came, but they weren't her family dripping with blood. Just dreams of doing what needed to be done.
****
Ayden woke in the sheets next to Connor. She rolled over and watched Connor sleep. He was peaceful. When Connor stirred Ayden kissed him softly. "Get up, time to go sight seeing."
Ayden had not actually seen any of the Museums or palaces or anything here in this city. She never really had the desire to either. But today, today she would. They'd go to the Winter Palace first, and if Connor was up for it a museum or two. Just anything to get out of the room. Not that staying in was a bad thing. She could think of many things to do if they stayed in, but they had a whole lifetime of that a head to look forward to, how often would they be in Saint Petersburg.
Edited by Ayden, Aug 26 2014, 08:58 AM.
Ayden had only heard Connor speak of this organization once before. He was afraid for her. She wasn't exactly sure she was afraid of them. She was the one with the gift, and the chances of these people having someone like her was small. Why keep one alive to hunt another? Maybe but Ayden doubted it. But she didn't exactly want to have to explain her self either.
The hailed a cab and went back to their hotel. Ayden was glad that they were safe, things could have gotten bad very quickly. But Ayden was more concerned about her reaction to what she'd done. She hadn't thought much about what she did as an assassin. To kill was just part of the job. Never once did she enjoy the kill, not as she had actually scaring that man who had tried to rob them.
She wanted to be alone with her thoughts, at least for a while, but they were on vacation together, she didn't want to leave him and make him worry anymore than necessary.
They curled up in the bed and Connor flipped on the TV, Ayden laid her head against his chest and closed her eyes. She got lost in her thoughts.
Ayden couldn't remember what she'd felt on any mission. Everything was lost in her memories. The dreams were the only thing she remembered. There was blood and sacrifice, and violence. She'd done most of it. Those were her dreams from before. Now she did nothing, and they were filled with the same things, except worse. They had to be linked to her new way of life, but Ayden couldn't imagine what she could do about it. An assassin's job was to kill, to kill meant to lose Connor, and Ayden didn't think she could do that. First time in a very long time she had someone, had family. It was her highest dream and now it was hers, she wasn't about to let it go.
Ayden drifted off to sleep laying against Connor's chest. Her dreams came, but they weren't her family dripping with blood. Just dreams of doing what needed to be done.
****
Ayden woke in the sheets next to Connor. She rolled over and watched Connor sleep. He was peaceful. When Connor stirred Ayden kissed him softly. "Get up, time to go sight seeing."
Ayden had not actually seen any of the Museums or palaces or anything here in this city. She never really had the desire to either. But today, today she would. They'd go to the Winter Palace first, and if Connor was up for it a museum or two. Just anything to get out of the room. Not that staying in was a bad thing. She could think of many things to do if they stayed in, but they had a whole lifetime of that a head to look forward to, how often would they be in Saint Petersburg.
Edited by Ayden, Aug 26 2014, 08:58 AM.