09-16-2014, 07:46 AM
[[continued from Spitfire]]
Ayden smiled at Bas. He was still going to believe in his God. It was probably a good thing he didn't know about the Atharim, and the fact that they'd think he was a god. Ayden still couldn't wrap her head around that one. Gods. They were just men and women with gifts, abilities. No different from anyone really.
"Can you introduce me? I'm willing to learn. I can fit in."
Ayden frowned. "I can't, rather I don't think I can. But my fiance can. I'll talk to him, and I'll get back in touch with you. The last time I met the man, I didn't leave his company with a good feeling about him. It's probably best I don't do the talking."
The meeting with Michael had not gone as well as she'd have hoped, but such was life.
The coffee shop bell rang and Sasha staggered into the lobby. Ayden saw one of the thugs behind her. Either they had been talking longer than they thought, or Bas didn't do a very good job of knocking them out. He held a gun to her head and pushed Sasha forward. "Now, now, now, Bas is that any way to treat your friends."
Ayden grasped her gift and held it close. She didn't think she could save Sasha if it went bad, but she would damn well try!
Edited by Ayden, Sep 16 2014, 07:48 AM.
Ayden smiled at Bas. He was still going to believe in his God. It was probably a good thing he didn't know about the Atharim, and the fact that they'd think he was a god. Ayden still couldn't wrap her head around that one. Gods. They were just men and women with gifts, abilities. No different from anyone really.
"Can you introduce me? I'm willing to learn. I can fit in."
Ayden frowned. "I can't, rather I don't think I can. But my fiance can. I'll talk to him, and I'll get back in touch with you. The last time I met the man, I didn't leave his company with a good feeling about him. It's probably best I don't do the talking."
The meeting with Michael had not gone as well as she'd have hoped, but such was life.
The coffee shop bell rang and Sasha staggered into the lobby. Ayden saw one of the thugs behind her. Either they had been talking longer than they thought, or Bas didn't do a very good job of knocking them out. He held a gun to her head and pushed Sasha forward. "Now, now, now, Bas is that any way to treat your friends."
Ayden grasped her gift and held it close. She didn't think she could save Sasha if it went bad, but she would damn well try!
Edited by Ayden, Sep 16 2014, 07:48 AM.