11-07-2017, 01:35 PM
Dorian started to argue with Ivan. "You've been on the Atharim radar for a while. But you haven't been attacked. You didn't know we existed save for foolish mistakes by the boy and girl who's house blew up. Ivan, you and your family were safe just by the fact you were CCDPD."
Dorian sighed. "The Atharim had no means to hide your death. They have none for mine. But Nox's he's just a boy. You get in their way and you'll..."
The basement shook and it sounded like a bomb had gone off. Dorian didn't get a chance to finish his words before he was running up the stairs with his gun drawn and out the front door.
Cruz was crouched down on the ground holding his hands over his ears. Nox was craddling the pup in his arms. Christian was no where to be seen, nor Ana. There was a small measure of panic until he felt a tender touch at the small of his back as Ana pressed passed him in her red dress and high heels and was darting towards her son.
She started shouting in Spanish, "What where the two of you thinking."
Dorian couldn't hear what Cruz replied in English. He walked towards the pair and then stopped. He didn't remember where the traps were. Were any still up? What had happened.
Nox waved his hands and series of lights floated towards Dorian. Landing lights. They faded as quickly as they lit up but they showed the clear path to his son. Dorian was grateful for the boy's clerverness despite the danger it now was causing his family.
Dorian moved out towards his son and he could hear their conversation clearly as got closer. Something about dangerous and forbidden and sending you home. Dorian stopped and walked towards Nox instead. He looked a little more addled and Dorian didn't want any part of Ana's angry side.
Dorian sighed. "The Atharim had no means to hide your death. They have none for mine. But Nox's he's just a boy. You get in their way and you'll..."
The basement shook and it sounded like a bomb had gone off. Dorian didn't get a chance to finish his words before he was running up the stairs with his gun drawn and out the front door.
Cruz was crouched down on the ground holding his hands over his ears. Nox was craddling the pup in his arms. Christian was no where to be seen, nor Ana. There was a small measure of panic until he felt a tender touch at the small of his back as Ana pressed passed him in her red dress and high heels and was darting towards her son.
She started shouting in Spanish, "What where the two of you thinking."
Dorian couldn't hear what Cruz replied in English. He walked towards the pair and then stopped. He didn't remember where the traps were. Were any still up? What had happened.
Nox waved his hands and series of lights floated towards Dorian. Landing lights. They faded as quickly as they lit up but they showed the clear path to his son. Dorian was grateful for the boy's clerverness despite the danger it now was causing his family.
Dorian moved out towards his son and he could hear their conversation clearly as got closer. Something about dangerous and forbidden and sending you home. Dorian stopped and walked towards Nox instead. He looked a little more addled and Dorian didn't want any part of Ana's angry side.