06-30-2014, 02:55 PM
Aria sat down across from him. She really had no idea why she was here. Aria shrugged. "Honestly I have no idea. Your name popped up on the list of people we watch. I didn't want anyone else to come down here I guess."
It was a true enough answer. "I don't like your so-called doctor. I couldn't read her."
Dane watched her sit. "I don't like her either,"
he replied and swung his gaze back up to meet hers. They shared a silent thought. One that Aria might guess what they could do about it.
Aria smiled. His emotions betrayed his thoughts. There was no guilt or regret that plagued her when she was with Dane. It felt normal, her own thoughts, but she knew that it wasn't so. Aria wondered what the dear doctor had done to him. Sedation was hardly a means to be angry about, but then again she wasn't Dane. He was all very much a mystery in almost everything to Aria. But he had other worries than the police. The Atharim had him flagged now. "You know there are worse people than these who know about you now."
His reply snapped. "What can I do about it?"
He fixed her a threatening look. "I am here for no fault of my own, kept on a technicality. Trapped. What would you have me do?"
Aria expected the power to fly, but the sedative must have been used to keep it at bay. Someone here in this office knew about the power of the gods. Aria pulled away from him, she wasn't afraid, but she knew she should have been. Aria wondered how close the power sat in his mind. How much time? She wasn't sure she wanted to be around when it wore off. She licked her lips. Her fear idling on the side, she should be afraid. "Noting you can do about it now. But it's not why you are here I'm concerned about Dane. They know what you can do. Someone here does. And now you will be hunted. I'm not sure if I can keep others from you. There are far too many godlings in this god forsaken city."
His expression fell flat. Expectant. "Then get me out of here."
Aria laughed. "And how would you like me to do that!"
Kill her way out with her bare hands? Seduce them? What the hell did he think she did?
He tossed his hands, forgotten that they were cuffed together. He glanced at them irritated. "Then why are you here..?"
...you useless bitch.
Aria stood up and sighed. She didn't like the after emotions. She didn't know why she should even try, but something made her do it. Something , like she wanted to make him happy. "I can't read you dear doctor, but I'll try. It's not likely to work with her standing outside the door blocking everything I try to read about her."
Aria opened the door, rather knocked and it opened. The office who had lead her in peered inside. "All done?" Aria smiled sweetly up at him. "I think it's time for Dane to leave too."
She made him feel like it was a good idea. Like it was his own emotions. It's not like she could plant the thoughts in his head. She regreted doing it the moment she did, but he smiled down at her. "I think you are right. The paperwork is already filled out on my desk. We were just waiting for the Doc here to finish up."
Aria looked to the doctor and smiled with glee, she touched the man again and looked back to him. "I think she's done now."
"Fine."
Aria watched as she stalked away.
The officer walked into the room. "Come Mr. Gregory, you are free to go. But I wouldn't leave the city if I were you."
Aria was gone but a moment before an officer came to fetch him. The man was entirely different of demeanor than when he'd led Dane in here. The news that he was free to go came as a shock. And Dane blinked to make sure he'd heard correctly. He held up his hands and rubbed his wrists when the cuffs were taken off. First thing he did was pinch the bridge of his nose. The headache was worsening rather than fading. His own clothing was soon returned as were his personal belongings. He did notice the hair was no longer in his pocket. And at the entrance to the station, he blinked at the sunlight. His counsel should have arranged for a car to pick him up, but he was seeking whether Aria had stayed around.
Aria was walked back to her own things and she was putting them back on when Dane came back out. She wasn't sure if she wanted to deal with his mood. But she stayed anyway, just as she had tried before to get him out. By the luck of the heavens he was getting set free anyway. She he came closer, "You don't look good. You want me to help?"
It was concern she felt, but she wasn't exactly sure why.
Dane wrapped his scarf around his neck and adjusted the way his hat sat on his head. "No."
he looked down at her. Anger sliced at his heart, one wielded by Aria. To say he didn't look good? "You try spending a night in jail and see how you look,"
he replied flatly as a car pulled up. He recognized the family's lawyer in the back seat. His powers remained elusive and he pinched his forehead again when he tried, and failed, to strangle them into his grip. "I want a shower, clean clothes, and a hot meal."
He opened the back door of the car and turned to look back at her. "You can come if you want."
The front seat was empty. But he didn't wait to see what she decided.
She could walk away now. But that made her ache. She wanted for some unknown reason to make him happy, make him feel something other than whatever it was he felt. Aria opened the car door and sat down. She sighed. "That was not how I meant it Dane. You look pained.
She turnd around from the front see to look at him. This was not going to go well, but she felt the utmost need to follow through.
Dane exchanged glances with the lawyer seated beside him until the Jaguar dinged when Aria opened the front door. They were driving away from the god-forsaken station within moments. Dane wanted to return to his hotel. "Aria, this is.."
he glanced at the man, having already forgotten his name. The lawyer answered for him and he reached up to shake hands.
"A pleasure I'm sure. But I'd rather not touch you. He's moody,"
, she gestured to Dane, "and I don't think you'd like to know what he's feeling."
Aria knew that would get questions, she didn't really care. She turned around and watched the road. She had no idea where she was going but right now it didn't really matter, as long as she kept her bearings.
It was a true enough answer. "I don't like your so-called doctor. I couldn't read her."
Dane watched her sit. "I don't like her either,"
he replied and swung his gaze back up to meet hers. They shared a silent thought. One that Aria might guess what they could do about it.
Aria smiled. His emotions betrayed his thoughts. There was no guilt or regret that plagued her when she was with Dane. It felt normal, her own thoughts, but she knew that it wasn't so. Aria wondered what the dear doctor had done to him. Sedation was hardly a means to be angry about, but then again she wasn't Dane. He was all very much a mystery in almost everything to Aria. But he had other worries than the police. The Atharim had him flagged now. "You know there are worse people than these who know about you now."
His reply snapped. "What can I do about it?"
He fixed her a threatening look. "I am here for no fault of my own, kept on a technicality. Trapped. What would you have me do?"
Aria expected the power to fly, but the sedative must have been used to keep it at bay. Someone here in this office knew about the power of the gods. Aria pulled away from him, she wasn't afraid, but she knew she should have been. Aria wondered how close the power sat in his mind. How much time? She wasn't sure she wanted to be around when it wore off. She licked her lips. Her fear idling on the side, she should be afraid. "Noting you can do about it now. But it's not why you are here I'm concerned about Dane. They know what you can do. Someone here does. And now you will be hunted. I'm not sure if I can keep others from you. There are far too many godlings in this god forsaken city."
His expression fell flat. Expectant. "Then get me out of here."
Aria laughed. "And how would you like me to do that!"
Kill her way out with her bare hands? Seduce them? What the hell did he think she did?
He tossed his hands, forgotten that they were cuffed together. He glanced at them irritated. "Then why are you here..?"
...you useless bitch.
Aria stood up and sighed. She didn't like the after emotions. She didn't know why she should even try, but something made her do it. Something , like she wanted to make him happy. "I can't read you dear doctor, but I'll try. It's not likely to work with her standing outside the door blocking everything I try to read about her."
Aria opened the door, rather knocked and it opened. The office who had lead her in peered inside. "All done?" Aria smiled sweetly up at him. "I think it's time for Dane to leave too."
She made him feel like it was a good idea. Like it was his own emotions. It's not like she could plant the thoughts in his head. She regreted doing it the moment she did, but he smiled down at her. "I think you are right. The paperwork is already filled out on my desk. We were just waiting for the Doc here to finish up."
Aria looked to the doctor and smiled with glee, she touched the man again and looked back to him. "I think she's done now."
"Fine."
Aria watched as she stalked away.
The officer walked into the room. "Come Mr. Gregory, you are free to go. But I wouldn't leave the city if I were you."
Aria was gone but a moment before an officer came to fetch him. The man was entirely different of demeanor than when he'd led Dane in here. The news that he was free to go came as a shock. And Dane blinked to make sure he'd heard correctly. He held up his hands and rubbed his wrists when the cuffs were taken off. First thing he did was pinch the bridge of his nose. The headache was worsening rather than fading. His own clothing was soon returned as were his personal belongings. He did notice the hair was no longer in his pocket. And at the entrance to the station, he blinked at the sunlight. His counsel should have arranged for a car to pick him up, but he was seeking whether Aria had stayed around.
Aria was walked back to her own things and she was putting them back on when Dane came back out. She wasn't sure if she wanted to deal with his mood. But she stayed anyway, just as she had tried before to get him out. By the luck of the heavens he was getting set free anyway. She he came closer, "You don't look good. You want me to help?"
It was concern she felt, but she wasn't exactly sure why.
Dane wrapped his scarf around his neck and adjusted the way his hat sat on his head. "No."
he looked down at her. Anger sliced at his heart, one wielded by Aria. To say he didn't look good? "You try spending a night in jail and see how you look,"
he replied flatly as a car pulled up. He recognized the family's lawyer in the back seat. His powers remained elusive and he pinched his forehead again when he tried, and failed, to strangle them into his grip. "I want a shower, clean clothes, and a hot meal."
He opened the back door of the car and turned to look back at her. "You can come if you want."
The front seat was empty. But he didn't wait to see what she decided.
She could walk away now. But that made her ache. She wanted for some unknown reason to make him happy, make him feel something other than whatever it was he felt. Aria opened the car door and sat down. She sighed. "That was not how I meant it Dane. You look pained.
She turnd around from the front see to look at him. This was not going to go well, but she felt the utmost need to follow through.
Dane exchanged glances with the lawyer seated beside him until the Jaguar dinged when Aria opened the front door. They were driving away from the god-forsaken station within moments. Dane wanted to return to his hotel. "Aria, this is.."
he glanced at the man, having already forgotten his name. The lawyer answered for him and he reached up to shake hands.
"A pleasure I'm sure. But I'd rather not touch you. He's moody,"
, she gestured to Dane, "and I don't think you'd like to know what he's feeling."
Aria knew that would get questions, she didn't really care. She turned around and watched the road. She had no idea where she was going but right now it didn't really matter, as long as she kept her bearings.