08-19-2014, 12:08 PM
Continued from Seeker
Giordano had been waiting for quite some time, the first day had not been fruitful, but the shop keep insisted she'd be there eventually, and he was right. The raven hair girl walked into the shop with a nod to the innkeeper and walked up the stairs. He glanced at his watch and noted the time. He sent Alex a text. "Found her. Text me in an hour to check on me."
It was an odd thing to send your daughter, but this girl was Atharim. There was no telling how dangerous she was.
Giordano waited an appropriate amount of time before he got up and followed her up the stairs. He wasn't very good at reading people, but he could use his talents to find her. She was a distinct flavor, her blocking methods were crude and undeniable. She clearly had never been trained. She wasn't even blocking anything really.
When he was out of sight Giordano reached into his duffle bag and pulled out a pistol with the newly purchased silencer attached. He had no desire to draw attention to this little disagreement.
He crept up the stairs and found her in the first apartment above the shop. Giordano was at an impasse, knock or break down the door? He wasn't any good at this.
It was a split second decision. Giordano kicked the door as hard as he could and the door splintered at the locking mechanism. His gun pointed inward he saw his daughter pointing a gun directly at him, as if she had it in her hand all along.
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Edited by Alex, Aug 19 2014, 12:10 PM.
Giordano had been waiting for quite some time, the first day had not been fruitful, but the shop keep insisted she'd be there eventually, and he was right. The raven hair girl walked into the shop with a nod to the innkeeper and walked up the stairs. He glanced at his watch and noted the time. He sent Alex a text. "Found her. Text me in an hour to check on me."
It was an odd thing to send your daughter, but this girl was Atharim. There was no telling how dangerous she was.
Giordano waited an appropriate amount of time before he got up and followed her up the stairs. He wasn't very good at reading people, but he could use his talents to find her. She was a distinct flavor, her blocking methods were crude and undeniable. She clearly had never been trained. She wasn't even blocking anything really.
When he was out of sight Giordano reached into his duffle bag and pulled out a pistol with the newly purchased silencer attached. He had no desire to draw attention to this little disagreement.
He crept up the stairs and found her in the first apartment above the shop. Giordano was at an impasse, knock or break down the door? He wasn't any good at this.
It was a split second decision. Giordano kicked the door as hard as he could and the door splintered at the locking mechanism. His gun pointed inward he saw his daughter pointing a gun directly at him, as if she had it in her hand all along.
Edited by Alex, Aug 19 2014, 12:10 PM.