08-09-2016, 02:04 PM
Michael's reaction to Oakland was not what he expected. A part of him smiled, inside. First him, now Vellas. The man was irritating. Of course, so was Vellas.
Dismissing the flip observation, instead he was fascinated to watch the man, recognition in his words, filling with the Force to a level a bit higher than he could hold, though still less than Ascendancy had held earlier. This time, Marcus did not react, nor did he seize any more of the Force than what he held. He was not worried. Oakland was not a threat, not with himself, Vellas and the other trainees there.
At Damien's words, he gave him a cool smile. "You do seem to elicit the best reaction in people."
Humor, to defuse whatever was going on here. The tension in the crowd was tamped down. No sense in setting it off again.
As they made their way into the palace, Marcus received a message indicating the Ascendancy wanted to see him. It was expected. Those had been his orders.
He broke off the escort with just a word- "The Ascendancy has asked for me"
- and it wasn't long before he had rejoined the man. He held himself erect but his Force-enhanced vision caught the traces of weariness around his eyes. It was expected, after that demonstration. He would recover, though how long it would take, he didn't know.
In any case, he had been asked to report. "There were a number of Ascendants out there. A few were in groups, which would logically indicate that they are associating together. There were a few whose strength was was not negligible. That further suggests that some of the more advanced might be teaching others."
He paused and then continued. "I did discover someone hiding in the crowd. He was using a particularly ingenious weave to keep himself from being recognized."
Marcus used a small amount of Force to remake it exactly over his face. Of course, he could not see the effect himself, but he was sure it was the same. "I was suspicious of someone concealing themselves in such a volatile situation, so I cut through the threads to reveal who it was."
He let the weaves fall and then released the Force. "It was Damien Oakland. I am not sure how he came into the country. He claims he was there simply as an observer. But stoking a crowd to set off a coup is something he has done in the past."
He smiled slightly as he continued. "Vellas and his men joined me in escorting the man- peacefully and without any issue- here. He is in one of the waiting rooms with them. He also claims he is here as the Ambassador of Mexico."
A de facto head of state, in hiding and there under false pretenses was grounds for concern.
Edited by Marcus DuBois, Aug 9 2016, 03:14 PM.
Dismissing the flip observation, instead he was fascinated to watch the man, recognition in his words, filling with the Force to a level a bit higher than he could hold, though still less than Ascendancy had held earlier. This time, Marcus did not react, nor did he seize any more of the Force than what he held. He was not worried. Oakland was not a threat, not with himself, Vellas and the other trainees there.
At Damien's words, he gave him a cool smile. "You do seem to elicit the best reaction in people."
Humor, to defuse whatever was going on here. The tension in the crowd was tamped down. No sense in setting it off again.
As they made their way into the palace, Marcus received a message indicating the Ascendancy wanted to see him. It was expected. Those had been his orders.
He broke off the escort with just a word- "The Ascendancy has asked for me"
- and it wasn't long before he had rejoined the man. He held himself erect but his Force-enhanced vision caught the traces of weariness around his eyes. It was expected, after that demonstration. He would recover, though how long it would take, he didn't know.
In any case, he had been asked to report. "There were a number of Ascendants out there. A few were in groups, which would logically indicate that they are associating together. There were a few whose strength was was not negligible. That further suggests that some of the more advanced might be teaching others."
He paused and then continued. "I did discover someone hiding in the crowd. He was using a particularly ingenious weave to keep himself from being recognized."
Marcus used a small amount of Force to remake it exactly over his face. Of course, he could not see the effect himself, but he was sure it was the same. "I was suspicious of someone concealing themselves in such a volatile situation, so I cut through the threads to reveal who it was."
He let the weaves fall and then released the Force. "It was Damien Oakland. I am not sure how he came into the country. He claims he was there simply as an observer. But stoking a crowd to set off a coup is something he has done in the past."
He smiled slightly as he continued. "Vellas and his men joined me in escorting the man- peacefully and without any issue- here. He is in one of the waiting rooms with them. He also claims he is here as the Ambassador of Mexico."
A de facto head of state, in hiding and there under false pretenses was grounds for concern.
Edited by Marcus DuBois, Aug 9 2016, 03:14 PM.