09-08-2015, 10:50 PM
Damien seated himself in an upright position, careful to avoid any movement that would have his wounds flair. For this purpose he surrounded himself with the Light.
The room was simple compared the ones Gamez richly adorned. The floor was cut from white and emerald marble and the walls naked, but sleek. The table separating the two of them was heavy dark timber and two bookcases of the same flanked Damien, the gaps between books filled with plants or small trinkets.
"Welcome, Enrique," Damien said, his voice resonating with power the Light and the acoustics of the room. "Camila does not trust easily, and she would not waste my time, but any man or woman who wishes to create a greater Mexico is welcome. What skills and resources do you speak of?"
It was not his usual approach but pain afforded him no luxury.
The room was simple compared the ones Gamez richly adorned. The floor was cut from white and emerald marble and the walls naked, but sleek. The table separating the two of them was heavy dark timber and two bookcases of the same flanked Damien, the gaps between books filled with plants or small trinkets.
"Welcome, Enrique," Damien said, his voice resonating with power the Light and the acoustics of the room. "Camila does not trust easily, and she would not waste my time, but any man or woman who wishes to create a greater Mexico is welcome. What skills and resources do you speak of?"
It was not his usual approach but pain afforded him no luxury.