10-01-2018, 05:04 PM
Escape was nigh and they hadn't been followed. And once daylight found them Dorian took a good look at the badge that the man had been wearing. Alistair Pavlo from Vaia Plus... There was something about him in the news recently. Dorian vowed to look into it. Those creatures whatever they where and this man were linked - he was one of them. But how? And now Dorian could only hope that his annoying little pest found his demise. He'd have to send Nox looking for remains, while he explored the connections top side. Maybe the boy would actually be able to help, but he had to set up a meeting with Yun as well. That wasn't going to go well. She'd either kill him, or he'd end up charming her, Dorian could only hope for the later.
They had walked a few blocks lost in their thoughts before Cruz blurted out. "Where have you been?"
Dorian smirked. "Would you beleive someone kidnapped me?"
Cruz stopped and looked at Dorian with a frown. "Yes. Don't keep me in the dark Dad."
Dorian nodded. "Not a boy anymore. I'll tell you what happened, if you tell me what went down at the gala, all I've heard is rumors." Even Yun's people were tight lipped on that.
They talked. Man to man. Father to Son in a coffee shop not too far from where the entrance had let them out. If anyone was following them Dorian hoped they'd get bored. No monsters had, or they'd have mass hysteria outside. Dorian was feeling better and better about the job behind him. But even more concern crept in while Cruz regaled him of the gala events in words that didn't make sense until he connected the dots.
Many more questions...
They had walked a few blocks lost in their thoughts before Cruz blurted out. "Where have you been?"
Dorian smirked. "Would you beleive someone kidnapped me?"
Cruz stopped and looked at Dorian with a frown. "Yes. Don't keep me in the dark Dad."
Dorian nodded. "Not a boy anymore. I'll tell you what happened, if you tell me what went down at the gala, all I've heard is rumors." Even Yun's people were tight lipped on that.
They talked. Man to man. Father to Son in a coffee shop not too far from where the entrance had let them out. If anyone was following them Dorian hoped they'd get bored. No monsters had, or they'd have mass hysteria outside. Dorian was feeling better and better about the job behind him. But even more concern crept in while Cruz regaled him of the gala events in words that didn't make sense until he connected the dots.
Many more questions...