09-09-2018, 02:33 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-09-2018, 05:04 PM by Ryker.
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Ryker was relatively unmarred by tension’s end. A benefit of being a witness rather than a fist of action. If it wasn’t for a minor obstacle impeding his ability to summon power at will, the outcome may have differed. Instead, the handicap was a blessing in disguise. Ineptness was not a behavior easily accepted by the operator.
ZARS agents swarmed and moved like a school of bees blocking the sun. Their shadows operated as one perfect sword arm. He would expect nothing less for some of the most highly trained individuals in the Custody.
Ascendancy fled, leaving behind a bloodied and bruised audience - some literally, others figuratively. One woman in particular watched with gleaming, devilish eyes. Ryker noted her carefully. Evelyn Avalon slunk after Ascendancy with all the ache of a hurt pup. The list of people he could use expanded by the minute. If it weren’t for the confirmation that monsters existed, he would call the night a full success.
None of Ryker’s long-laid plans mattered if he was killed by a ghost before seeing them through. He sent an encrypted message to the upper echelons of CCD government: Debrief. Monsters. ASAP.
The remainder of the night took him home. The studio was near the Kremlin and he walked the night without the need for drivers. Flashes and pops of light burst when he emerged, but as soon as reporters realized his face was not the pretty image to plaster their sites, they ignored him. A bittersweet reminder. Many named him handsome once upon a time. Few would now, or maybe, the devil inside finally floated out and the surface matched the horror within.
He carried on, adrenaline keeping him awake, and considered sending another message.
Question was who to contact first: Yun or Ivan?
ZARS agents swarmed and moved like a school of bees blocking the sun. Their shadows operated as one perfect sword arm. He would expect nothing less for some of the most highly trained individuals in the Custody.
Ascendancy fled, leaving behind a bloodied and bruised audience - some literally, others figuratively. One woman in particular watched with gleaming, devilish eyes. Ryker noted her carefully. Evelyn Avalon slunk after Ascendancy with all the ache of a hurt pup. The list of people he could use expanded by the minute. If it weren’t for the confirmation that monsters existed, he would call the night a full success.
None of Ryker’s long-laid plans mattered if he was killed by a ghost before seeing them through. He sent an encrypted message to the upper echelons of CCD government: Debrief. Monsters. ASAP.
The remainder of the night took him home. The studio was near the Kremlin and he walked the night without the need for drivers. Flashes and pops of light burst when he emerged, but as soon as reporters realized his face was not the pretty image to plaster their sites, they ignored him. A bittersweet reminder. Many named him handsome once upon a time. Few would now, or maybe, the devil inside finally floated out and the surface matched the horror within.
He carried on, adrenaline keeping him awake, and considered sending another message.
Question was who to contact first: Yun or Ivan?