01-23-2018, 02:35 PM
Durante- Nox, he insisted- didn't get up but instead sat on the floor looking up at him, wiping sweat from his forehead. He didn't seem winded.
This man wasn't Carpenter. He knew he had no choice, but his attitude was one of acceptance. Well, he had his own style and Marcus couldn't help but smile at it. The man was smirking as if he were lounging at home.
Interesting. No idea yet on an angle, but he'd think of something.
He studied the man- they were near the same age. "So.....an Atharim AND a channeler. I don't know that much about the Atharim beyond the few things I've heard."
He knew a little more, plus what he had gleaned. But ignorance always gave more information. "Can you tell me about them? Where do they come from? When were they formed? What are there beliefs, goals?"
This man wasn't Carpenter. He knew he had no choice, but his attitude was one of acceptance. Well, he had his own style and Marcus couldn't help but smile at it. The man was smirking as if he were lounging at home.
Interesting. No idea yet on an angle, but he'd think of something.
He studied the man- they were near the same age. "So.....an Atharim AND a channeler. I don't know that much about the Atharim beyond the few things I've heard."
He knew a little more, plus what he had gleaned. But ignorance always gave more information. "Can you tell me about them? Where do they come from? When were they formed? What are there beliefs, goals?"