12-21-2014, 08:08 PM
Even with the sounds of approaching vehicles, the reporters nipped at Danjou's heels. All his senses were simultaneously on alert, and he cursed the Legion for not having the bankroll to issue everyone their own Warriors. The purpose of his glasses was only to block the sunlight, yet he raised a hand to his brow and peered closely along the wall.
Trucks rolled to the gate, but they did not so much as pause for the semblance of formality. The Legionnaires jumped out of the way lest they be ran down, but no orders to resist were issued, and the guests let themselves in.
Jay's assignment, Natalie, was walking away, and he cursed the feeling of being torn. He wanted to stay and see what happened. If these troops belonged to the renegade General, then they were likely to think Danjou's legion was theirs to order around by proximity to the capital. If Danjou decided he didn't want to be the General's bitch, then tensions would escalate quickly.
Dammit. He spun on a heel and caught up with Natalie quickly as he could while still yet attempting to hide the limp. Wallace-Johnson was definitely not above ransoming her off.
They exchanged looks, Natalie's marble, and the set to Jay's jaw tightened. His hands waited alongside his leg as he walked, ready for anything.
Might as well try to make conversation like things weren't balanced on the edge of a knife. "Those are the people who you worked--er, work-- with since you've been here?"
He knew the answer already, but girls typically didn't respond well when they found out they'd been studied ahead of time.
Edited by Jay Carpenter, Dec 24 2014, 02:20 PM.
Trucks rolled to the gate, but they did not so much as pause for the semblance of formality. The Legionnaires jumped out of the way lest they be ran down, but no orders to resist were issued, and the guests let themselves in.
Jay's assignment, Natalie, was walking away, and he cursed the feeling of being torn. He wanted to stay and see what happened. If these troops belonged to the renegade General, then they were likely to think Danjou's legion was theirs to order around by proximity to the capital. If Danjou decided he didn't want to be the General's bitch, then tensions would escalate quickly.
Dammit. He spun on a heel and caught up with Natalie quickly as he could while still yet attempting to hide the limp. Wallace-Johnson was definitely not above ransoming her off.
They exchanged looks, Natalie's marble, and the set to Jay's jaw tightened. His hands waited alongside his leg as he walked, ready for anything.
Might as well try to make conversation like things weren't balanced on the edge of a knife. "Those are the people who you worked--er, work-- with since you've been here?"
He knew the answer already, but girls typically didn't respond well when they found out they'd been studied ahead of time.
Edited by Jay Carpenter, Dec 24 2014, 02:20 PM.
Only darkness shows you the light.