10-01-2013, 01:29 AM
Giovanni was a mystery. He was apparently an abomination, but he managed to assess the situation calmly. The man's decision to accept help in spite of everything earned him respect.
Giovanni's convictions certainly made sense now. He was one of them. Or had been, before they decided to kill him instead.
Michael wanted to shake his head, but remained motionless, focused on Giovanni. An interesting man indeed. Killing his own brother must have been even more traumatizing than becoming the very thing his kind despised, how unstable was he?
And he called the power the ability to 'channel'. That would imply an outside source of this power, not a physical anomaly. It seemed that the Atharim woman was mistaken, or she had lied. Both were possible, but he was not bothered if she had kept it from him. Her situation was perhaps more precarious than his.
Although the information was useful, it presented far more questions than it answered. What was this power? Was it good? Evil? He would save those questions for later.
Michael was not phased by Giovanni's warnings about the Atharim. In fact, his appearance was a gift. Someone who could tell him about the Atharim without restraint...
"Then you are in good company,"
he said, although there was little humour in it. "They have tried to kill me me many times. They failed."
He watched the man for any reaction, a spark of sympathy for his old comrades, before continuing a moment later. "You can stay at my place, if you have nowhere else to go, and you will be taught to control your power. In return, you can tell me everything you know of the Atharim."
Michael sat back, intent, waiting for his answer.
Edited by Michael Vellas, Oct 1 2013, 09:27 AM.
Giovanni's convictions certainly made sense now. He was one of them. Or had been, before they decided to kill him instead.
Michael wanted to shake his head, but remained motionless, focused on Giovanni. An interesting man indeed. Killing his own brother must have been even more traumatizing than becoming the very thing his kind despised, how unstable was he?
And he called the power the ability to 'channel'. That would imply an outside source of this power, not a physical anomaly. It seemed that the Atharim woman was mistaken, or she had lied. Both were possible, but he was not bothered if she had kept it from him. Her situation was perhaps more precarious than his.
Although the information was useful, it presented far more questions than it answered. What was this power? Was it good? Evil? He would save those questions for later.
Michael was not phased by Giovanni's warnings about the Atharim. In fact, his appearance was a gift. Someone who could tell him about the Atharim without restraint...
"Then you are in good company,"
he said, although there was little humour in it. "They have tried to kill me me many times. They failed."
He watched the man for any reaction, a spark of sympathy for his old comrades, before continuing a moment later. "You can stay at my place, if you have nowhere else to go, and you will be taught to control your power. In return, you can tell me everything you know of the Atharim."
Michael sat back, intent, waiting for his answer.
Edited by Michael Vellas, Oct 1 2013, 09:27 AM.
"She saw a flaring halo around his head, radiant in gold and blue. It shouted of glory and power to come"
"No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."