05-11-2016, 10:19 AM
Dorian seemed pent up with frustrated energy, pacing about, breathing heavily.
So....only a few days. He should be coming out of it soon. That's how it was. The first time something...strange...happened and then you got sick. Then it came and went. At that was how it was for him. Hopefully.
He looked back at Dorian with sympathy, shaking his head slightly. "Unfortunately no. Other than protect him. Let me think."
He stood and stepped back, leaving space for Dorian to go back to his son's side. Damn! What was that Ascendancy had done with him? He tried to remember everything, how he'd helped.
Ivan had been in the facility, had been sick. It seemed to have cleared at least for a while. Ascendancy had come in and begun to explain what was happening and what he had to do. And then he helped Ivan control it. It had been a gift, really. Looking back, he could guess that left alone, not knowing what was going on, things could have gotten worse.
This power was amazing- but it fought back. He had to wrestle with it, force it to submit to him. Sometimes it had worked and sometimes not. Bringing it under control first meant understanding what it was you were trying to do.
True to his expectation, the kid woke up. Still in a daze, he began speaking with his father. The hard and in control Vega was gone. Dorian was tender with his son, affectionate. Ivan couldn't help but smile at the scene.
There was something very primal about being protective. It called to him. It was why he did what he did. Seeing it in others just reaffirmed those feelings.
He stepped forward at Dorian's introduction. The kid wasn't really a kid, of course. Just a few years younger than himself. Still, given the situation, it felt that way. He knelt down. "Hey man. I'm a friend of your dad's. He asked me to help."
He paused, trying to think of how to broach the subject. "Listen, I know you're tired. But can you tell me...did anything strange happen to you a few days ago? Before you got sick? Something...weird?"
So....only a few days. He should be coming out of it soon. That's how it was. The first time something...strange...happened and then you got sick. Then it came and went. At that was how it was for him. Hopefully.
He looked back at Dorian with sympathy, shaking his head slightly. "Unfortunately no. Other than protect him. Let me think."
He stood and stepped back, leaving space for Dorian to go back to his son's side. Damn! What was that Ascendancy had done with him? He tried to remember everything, how he'd helped.
Ivan had been in the facility, had been sick. It seemed to have cleared at least for a while. Ascendancy had come in and begun to explain what was happening and what he had to do. And then he helped Ivan control it. It had been a gift, really. Looking back, he could guess that left alone, not knowing what was going on, things could have gotten worse.
This power was amazing- but it fought back. He had to wrestle with it, force it to submit to him. Sometimes it had worked and sometimes not. Bringing it under control first meant understanding what it was you were trying to do.
True to his expectation, the kid woke up. Still in a daze, he began speaking with his father. The hard and in control Vega was gone. Dorian was tender with his son, affectionate. Ivan couldn't help but smile at the scene.
There was something very primal about being protective. It called to him. It was why he did what he did. Seeing it in others just reaffirmed those feelings.
He stepped forward at Dorian's introduction. The kid wasn't really a kid, of course. Just a few years younger than himself. Still, given the situation, it felt that way. He knelt down. "Hey man. I'm a friend of your dad's. He asked me to help."
He paused, trying to think of how to broach the subject. "Listen, I know you're tired. But can you tell me...did anything strange happen to you a few days ago? Before you got sick? Something...weird?"