09-25-2013, 06:43 AM
Michael was prepared for the man to do just about anything, but his eyes widened in surprise as he felt the power rush into the thief.
Does everyone I meet have a damn secret up their sleeve?
The man was terrified, it was almost palpable in the air as he stated at Michael's arm. He prepared a weave - the same he had used on the Atharim woman days before- but hesitated. He did not want to draw too much attention to the situation; people might start asking questions, and he did not want to bring the Atharim down upon their heads.
As it was, he watched as the man lashed out with the power in a flailing of unconscious panic. Michael knew the feeling well, and he wondered what had triggered the episode. Fear? Surprise? Anger?
It was difficult to tell, and he had no time to think much of it. He dare not interfere - things could go very bad for the both of them - but waited, poised for action.
All this happened in a span of seconds, thunder rolled overhead and the power vanished from the man's grasp as quickly as it had come, his hands trembling so hard that he dropped Michael's wallet.
Michael did not let go of the man's hand, nor did he release the restraining net of Air. The fool would get himself killed as it was, and likely take anyone around who was unlucky enough to be around him.
"Calm down,"
he said in a tone like polished marble - as hard as stone with a cool undertone that belied calm confidence, enhanced by the power that flowed through him.
Potential thief though he may be, Michael felt no anger, in fact, he found himself wanting to help the man. He was not foolish enough to try to save them all, but the man looked lost and alone, just as he had when he arrived in Moscow. At the very least, he would deny the Atharim a helpless target. "That is dangerous, you know. There are people who don't react well to our abilities. I think it is best we continue this conversation somewhere more private, if you don't mind?"
Edited by Michael Vellas, Sep 25 2013, 12:13 PM.
Does everyone I meet have a damn secret up their sleeve?
The man was terrified, it was almost palpable in the air as he stated at Michael's arm. He prepared a weave - the same he had used on the Atharim woman days before- but hesitated. He did not want to draw too much attention to the situation; people might start asking questions, and he did not want to bring the Atharim down upon their heads.
As it was, he watched as the man lashed out with the power in a flailing of unconscious panic. Michael knew the feeling well, and he wondered what had triggered the episode. Fear? Surprise? Anger?
It was difficult to tell, and he had no time to think much of it. He dare not interfere - things could go very bad for the both of them - but waited, poised for action.
All this happened in a span of seconds, thunder rolled overhead and the power vanished from the man's grasp as quickly as it had come, his hands trembling so hard that he dropped Michael's wallet.
Michael did not let go of the man's hand, nor did he release the restraining net of Air. The fool would get himself killed as it was, and likely take anyone around who was unlucky enough to be around him.
"Calm down,"
he said in a tone like polished marble - as hard as stone with a cool undertone that belied calm confidence, enhanced by the power that flowed through him.
Potential thief though he may be, Michael felt no anger, in fact, he found himself wanting to help the man. He was not foolish enough to try to save them all, but the man looked lost and alone, just as he had when he arrived in Moscow. At the very least, he would deny the Atharim a helpless target. "That is dangerous, you know. There are people who don't react well to our abilities. I think it is best we continue this conversation somewhere more private, if you don't mind?"
Edited by Michael Vellas, Sep 25 2013, 12:13 PM.
"She saw a flaring halo around his head, radiant in gold and blue. It shouted of glory and power to come"
"No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."