07-27-2018, 10:53 AM
Ryker was pleased with the Ascendancy’s deference. The trick held, then. An experiment to be sure, but one that was yet to need repeated any time soon. It would be difficult to corner Ascendancy alone again any time soon, a requisite to the trick since a witness of their kind could not be allowed to observe.
He paid little attention to one of those so-called Nine Rods of Dominion as he passed by. The woman on his arm was actually worthy of greater study than the male. Unlike the others whom happened to be half-competent at one job or another and coincidentally also able to channel, this one was worth a second glance.
Something triggered the back of his mind, a description, maybe. A face, no, but a description to be sure. It would take some thought, digging through memory and encounters, to figure out why this particular man tripped a distant chord of memory. Later, though.
He returned to the ball soon after. A few moments search located a black-haired man sharply attired in the white-tie tuxedo, but sporting the addition of gaudy blue and diamond jewels on the cufflinks, because just in case someone couldn’t tell by the brown face, he wanted all to know he was foreign. Red and green stood a chance at being recognized, but nobody in this room gave two shits about Nicaragua.
Ryker came up beside him, polite as ever. Zacarías Secada Amengual shoo’d the gathering away from him to make room for Ryker.
“There’s someone you should see.”
Amengual’s brows lifted as he followed Ryker through the crowd.
The distraction of a scream and the draw of power grabbed Ryker’s attention, but the shifting crowd moved like a school of fish and the view of Jay and Natalie opened up before them.
He let Amengual study without preamble. Ryker wanted the raw reaction.
He paid little attention to one of those so-called Nine Rods of Dominion as he passed by. The woman on his arm was actually worthy of greater study than the male. Unlike the others whom happened to be half-competent at one job or another and coincidentally also able to channel, this one was worth a second glance.
Something triggered the back of his mind, a description, maybe. A face, no, but a description to be sure. It would take some thought, digging through memory and encounters, to figure out why this particular man tripped a distant chord of memory. Later, though.
He returned to the ball soon after. A few moments search located a black-haired man sharply attired in the white-tie tuxedo, but sporting the addition of gaudy blue and diamond jewels on the cufflinks, because just in case someone couldn’t tell by the brown face, he wanted all to know he was foreign. Red and green stood a chance at being recognized, but nobody in this room gave two shits about Nicaragua.
Ryker came up beside him, polite as ever. Zacarías Secada Amengual shoo’d the gathering away from him to make room for Ryker.
“There’s someone you should see.”
Amengual’s brows lifted as he followed Ryker through the crowd.
The distraction of a scream and the draw of power grabbed Ryker’s attention, but the shifting crowd moved like a school of fish and the view of Jay and Natalie opened up before them.
He let Amengual study without preamble. Ryker wanted the raw reaction.