01-12-2015, 10:57 AM
Aria wasn't looking forward to this summons. Not because it was an official meeting, but the entirety of the Atharim society, those in Moscow and nearby cities, would be there. That meant many people all in one place, watching one thing, doing one thing. The mass emotions, the entirety of a very bold society. They were hidden in the world, but the personalities of hunters and scholars unless they were completely introverted was always a clash, there would be comrade as well as clashes as this many Atharim gathered in one place. A calling like this had never happened in her life time in the Vatican. And now she was in Moscow and they were having one. Aria was not looking forward to it.
Aria tightened the belt on her waist and made sure her gun and the normal sword were tightly in their holster and sheath before she donned the black leather trench coat to walk the few blocks to the Atharim. Aria wrapped herself in her emotionless bubble and shut the door behind her.
What on earth did the Regus deem this important? If Nox and Aria had liked to gossip it probably would have been on their lips throughout the entirety of their morning ritual. Keeping Nox's time was annoying. The world was awake, everything was harder, but if she wanted Nox's help she had to oblige his patterns. Normal patterns.
Headquarters was bustling with people. The guards outside the doors nodded with little ceremony, Aria wondered if all the strangers, those who rarely came to HQ were getting stopped for processing credentials. It made her curious but not enough to ask. But it was inside that Aria was stopped by a man who she'd seen before. He shook his head. "Weapons."
Aria growled under her breath but obliged. She removed her weapons belt instead of just removing each item. Was slightly easier that way. But still highly annoying.
The room they were in was elaborate in it's decoration and massive. Rows upon rows of chairs sat in the middle of the room. Aria sat in a back corner, those few who had come before her were sitting scattered throughout the rows. Aria chose the closest seat to the corner in the back. It wasn't exactly in the last row, third to last near the wall. She wanted a fast escape if things got too livid and too much emotion. This was going to be a test of her will. Aria longed for that calm center of her stalker. It had been a while since she'd been that nervous to be around people.
((Removed Aria's weapons per Regus' request - No weapons allowed
))
Edited by Aria, Jan 13 2015, 04:09 PM.
Aria tightened the belt on her waist and made sure her gun and the normal sword were tightly in their holster and sheath before she donned the black leather trench coat to walk the few blocks to the Atharim. Aria wrapped herself in her emotionless bubble and shut the door behind her.
What on earth did the Regus deem this important? If Nox and Aria had liked to gossip it probably would have been on their lips throughout the entirety of their morning ritual. Keeping Nox's time was annoying. The world was awake, everything was harder, but if she wanted Nox's help she had to oblige his patterns. Normal patterns.
Headquarters was bustling with people. The guards outside the doors nodded with little ceremony, Aria wondered if all the strangers, those who rarely came to HQ were getting stopped for processing credentials. It made her curious but not enough to ask. But it was inside that Aria was stopped by a man who she'd seen before. He shook his head. "Weapons."
Aria growled under her breath but obliged. She removed her weapons belt instead of just removing each item. Was slightly easier that way. But still highly annoying.
The room they were in was elaborate in it's decoration and massive. Rows upon rows of chairs sat in the middle of the room. Aria sat in a back corner, those few who had come before her were sitting scattered throughout the rows. Aria chose the closest seat to the corner in the back. It wasn't exactly in the last row, third to last near the wall. She wanted a fast escape if things got too livid and too much emotion. This was going to be a test of her will. Aria longed for that calm center of her stalker. It had been a while since she'd been that nervous to be around people.
((Removed Aria's weapons per Regus' request - No weapons allowed
))Edited by Aria, Jan 13 2015, 04:09 PM.