02-20-2023, 01:57 PM
Nothing was the same after coming back from the tunnels. Allan had a taste for battles before, it wasn't like they hadn't gone on missions before with Vellas. But this was different. There was never any real threat to his life before this fight. Those things didn't care if we lived or died -- they prefered us dead if anything. And Nox and his infinite wisdom had seen to all their precautions because he'd understood the monsters they fought. He was arrogant and Allan wanted to hate him, but he didn't think hating him because he was good at his job was exactly the most logical thing to do. But he at the Ascendancy's ear and that irked him most!
But he had to push all that aside and return to the day to day life of one of the nine. The boring training. The routine drills. The patrols. The one off missions here and there. It all seemed very mundane after battling with others like him in an all out fight for his life. There were other monsters in the world -- he wanted to hunt them -- kill them. It almost drove him to pick up the bottle again. It pained him to sit idle.
Allan took on anything and everything he could to keep his idle hands busy. Including sneaking visits to the Ascendancy's chambers to read the book the Atharim had lost the day they attacked Nikolai Brandon. It made Allan smile that he had something no others did -- access to this volume. But that was another days reading -- today he was to meet a man -- a specially trained man and give him a tour of the place. And to be of whatever service he could be. He had become a glorified babysitter. He hoped it was more to othat. But he'd rather be doing things elsewhere. But he waited for the man at the entrance to the underground facility. Someone would show him the way here.
But he had to push all that aside and return to the day to day life of one of the nine. The boring training. The routine drills. The patrols. The one off missions here and there. It all seemed very mundane after battling with others like him in an all out fight for his life. There were other monsters in the world -- he wanted to hunt them -- kill them. It almost drove him to pick up the bottle again. It pained him to sit idle.
Allan took on anything and everything he could to keep his idle hands busy. Including sneaking visits to the Ascendancy's chambers to read the book the Atharim had lost the day they attacked Nikolai Brandon. It made Allan smile that he had something no others did -- access to this volume. But that was another days reading -- today he was to meet a man -- a specially trained man and give him a tour of the place. And to be of whatever service he could be. He had become a glorified babysitter. He hoped it was more to othat. But he'd rather be doing things elsewhere. But he waited for the man at the entrance to the underground facility. Someone would show him the way here.