06-28-2014, 11:22 AM
When Oborev departed, Tony immediately stood and began to make his way through the library towards one of the post-graduate office clusters adjoined to the library main. He would start innocuous inquiries among the not-yet-professors. It would be hard, not to mention suspicious to gain access to the Chancellor's office or person so he could only hope the graduates would let slip something important in their haste to gain recognition.
Much to his disturbance, Tony found himself full of the power. It had been a long time since he had done something as foolish as that, but holding the power had become second nature to him in the preceding months as he worked with his students and kept the Custody off their trail.
Fortune favoured the bold it seemed today. Were it not for the power, he would have missed the sound of footseps shadowing his movement. Alarmed, he swung around to face his pursuer with a suspicious gaze that lightened to a weary smile as he looked upon the countenance of the young man who stood his ground boldly.
In a crisp dark outfit, the man exuded a confidence Tony had become well accustomed to over the years. "What can I do for you?"
he asked with a smile that had grown increasingly tight in the past month. "I may look like an old professor, but I assure you I am not employed here."
He paused a moment and met the young man's level gaze. "Although it can be said I am somewhat of a professor in more...unconventional areas."
He briefly drew in more of the power to make his point clear. "You feel it, I assume? Have you come to learn something?"
Much to his disturbance, Tony found himself full of the power. It had been a long time since he had done something as foolish as that, but holding the power had become second nature to him in the preceding months as he worked with his students and kept the Custody off their trail.
Fortune favoured the bold it seemed today. Were it not for the power, he would have missed the sound of footseps shadowing his movement. Alarmed, he swung around to face his pursuer with a suspicious gaze that lightened to a weary smile as he looked upon the countenance of the young man who stood his ground boldly.
In a crisp dark outfit, the man exuded a confidence Tony had become well accustomed to over the years. "What can I do for you?"
he asked with a smile that had grown increasingly tight in the past month. "I may look like an old professor, but I assure you I am not employed here."
He paused a moment and met the young man's level gaze. "Although it can be said I am somewhat of a professor in more...unconventional areas."
He briefly drew in more of the power to make his point clear. "You feel it, I assume? Have you come to learn something?"