10-10-2016, 10:00 PM
Viktor stepped forward. "He is with the Sigma, Ascendancy."
Nikolai invited Ivan with a brief gesture, following Viktor to the room. The door was left open, as most the intensive care rooms were arranged. A curtain was drawn, though. Viktor was about to draw it back when Nikolai paused, having caught glimpse of something down the hall.
He leaned close to Viktor, dropping the volume of his voice. "Is that Alric? Bring him to me."
After Viktor departed, Nikolai turned back to Marcus's room. Small threads of Aether whipped the curtain on its track and he entered.
Marcus was covered in bandages loosened and dropped around his body. Some spilled onto the floor along his bed. The man's chest was also free of burns. Nikolai couldn't recall when he saw him last. The fight was over so quickly yet the moments were an eternity. He most clearly remembered seeing Marcus before the ijiraq arrived. He'd asked if Marcus had spoken. Little did he know, the ijiraq taunted his mind.
"Are you well, Marcus?"
He came to stand at the foot of the bed. There was a man sitting alongside him. Young, with long, dark hair tied back and a gentility about his aura. "Jensen? I presume?"
Nikolai's gaze incorporated the man. "I owe you quite a debt."
He extended an arm to shake his hand, coming to stand beside him.
***
Viktor nodded and departed. He didn't much appreciate being a messenger, but when the Ascendancy himself asked, he quickly complied. Anyone that spent time in the Ascendancy's company would recognize Viktor Stepanovich as the CCD Deputy-Consul Chief of Staff. The man was middle aged, with a balding head and razor sharp gaze. He didn't understand why Ascendancy was friends with Alric. He was unaware of Alric's significance as well beyond just another Barrier Preator agent, but he never inquired. Viktor knew when to prod the flames for information, and when it was dangerous to prod too much.
"Mister Rainer? The Ascendancy asked for you. Would you follow me?"
Nikolai invited Ivan with a brief gesture, following Viktor to the room. The door was left open, as most the intensive care rooms were arranged. A curtain was drawn, though. Viktor was about to draw it back when Nikolai paused, having caught glimpse of something down the hall.
He leaned close to Viktor, dropping the volume of his voice. "Is that Alric? Bring him to me."
After Viktor departed, Nikolai turned back to Marcus's room. Small threads of Aether whipped the curtain on its track and he entered.
Marcus was covered in bandages loosened and dropped around his body. Some spilled onto the floor along his bed. The man's chest was also free of burns. Nikolai couldn't recall when he saw him last. The fight was over so quickly yet the moments were an eternity. He most clearly remembered seeing Marcus before the ijiraq arrived. He'd asked if Marcus had spoken. Little did he know, the ijiraq taunted his mind.
"Are you well, Marcus?"
He came to stand at the foot of the bed. There was a man sitting alongside him. Young, with long, dark hair tied back and a gentility about his aura. "Jensen? I presume?"
Nikolai's gaze incorporated the man. "I owe you quite a debt."
He extended an arm to shake his hand, coming to stand beside him.
***
Viktor nodded and departed. He didn't much appreciate being a messenger, but when the Ascendancy himself asked, he quickly complied. Anyone that spent time in the Ascendancy's company would recognize Viktor Stepanovich as the CCD Deputy-Consul Chief of Staff. The man was middle aged, with a balding head and razor sharp gaze. He didn't understand why Ascendancy was friends with Alric. He was unaware of Alric's significance as well beyond just another Barrier Preator agent, but he never inquired. Viktor knew when to prod the flames for information, and when it was dangerous to prod too much.
"Mister Rainer? The Ascendancy asked for you. Would you follow me?"