06-24-2016, 11:41 AM
The first alert went off seconds after Ivan's own. The second one came on the heels of them both. Fuck! Something god worthy just happened.
Dorian looked at his department wallet. But Ivan was already throwing up his holo and watching as the Ascendancy just declared himself a god - magic was real. Dorian rolled his eyes and took his other wallet and looked at the messages. There were multiple now. One alert, a message from Martin, We've a shit storm to correct. Sent between friends as Dorian didn't work for Martin really anymore. He was the high and mighty Metatron now - the leader of the squads sent after the gods.
Ivan's comment made Dorian chuckled. He had to use that term. Even Cruz saw the humor in it and was snickering behind his wine glass. Dorian was glad to see his son enjoying the moment - even if it was at his expense despite Ivan's lack of knowledge. Dorian heard Cruz mutter under his breath, "Maybe you should too Dad."
Dorian rolled his eyes. Cruz leaned forward and asked. "So, Dad, what do you think this means. For me and Ivan? For you? This coming out of the closet thing." He was still chuckling over the humor of Ivan's words.
Dorian gave his son a level gaze and his son stopped chuckling but the smirk on his lips never left. "I wouldn't register. All the Atharim need is to look in that database for every bit of information on you. Ascendancy can protect you if he's got you in one location. There aren't enough cops to protect every reborn god out there. For me it means I've got a shit ton of work to do on both sides. I guarantee you crime is going to go up and those committed by godlings is going to be higher than usual. Vigilanties who know knowing nothing of hunting gods will come out of the woodwork. This won't be the first time, nor the last the Atharim have had to squash rumors. It's an endless cycle."
Edited by Dorian, Jun 24 2016, 12:44 PM.
Dorian looked at his department wallet. But Ivan was already throwing up his holo and watching as the Ascendancy just declared himself a god - magic was real. Dorian rolled his eyes and took his other wallet and looked at the messages. There were multiple now. One alert, a message from Martin, We've a shit storm to correct. Sent between friends as Dorian didn't work for Martin really anymore. He was the high and mighty Metatron now - the leader of the squads sent after the gods.
Ivan's comment made Dorian chuckled. He had to use that term. Even Cruz saw the humor in it and was snickering behind his wine glass. Dorian was glad to see his son enjoying the moment - even if it was at his expense despite Ivan's lack of knowledge. Dorian heard Cruz mutter under his breath, "Maybe you should too Dad."
Dorian rolled his eyes. Cruz leaned forward and asked. "So, Dad, what do you think this means. For me and Ivan? For you? This coming out of the closet thing." He was still chuckling over the humor of Ivan's words.
Dorian gave his son a level gaze and his son stopped chuckling but the smirk on his lips never left. "I wouldn't register. All the Atharim need is to look in that database for every bit of information on you. Ascendancy can protect you if he's got you in one location. There aren't enough cops to protect every reborn god out there. For me it means I've got a shit ton of work to do on both sides. I guarantee you crime is going to go up and those committed by godlings is going to be higher than usual. Vigilanties who know knowing nothing of hunting gods will come out of the woodwork. This won't be the first time, nor the last the Atharim have had to squash rumors. It's an endless cycle."
Edited by Dorian, Jun 24 2016, 12:44 PM.