06-13-2015, 04:20 PM
In the time they'd been talking, the wind had picked up. Jaxen hadn't noticed until he'd began to warm up. The clouds had thickened, as well. Probably going to start snowing again any minute. Which made for a nice winter wonderland type vibe, but he was ready for a hot shower. The hell was taking Stanislav so long? The river caught his eye. He could see it from his apartment. In fact, he could see it from his shower, too.
The girls had a point about the woods, though. The city was a hell of a lot more dangerous. Kidnappers, cannibals, giant snakes. If they only knew. But, actually, he was kidnapped from the woods. Or as good as. That girl had him drive to Silver Pinewood park, a reserve
She'd said her name. Like the letters of the norse alphabet, she'd said. Rune. Rún . The lights across the river blurred into distant stars. A name and a threat he couldn't pronounce was on the tip of his tongue. A horn echoed down the river that shook him out of memory. In his mind, it was only hours ago that he was looking down the barrel of a gun.
He closed his eyes. The light had hovered so close back then, but he couldn't take control of it no matter how hard he tried. Now, after Tarin and Sora, he had control. He hadn't meant to seize it, but the power filled him. It felt like he was stretched out in the sun. Yet also, he was acutely aware of the wind curling its way down the back of his neck. He could practically see the tiniest specks of ice, like dust, floating before him.
And that horn again. It was louder this time, but he didn't particularly think it was much closer. A ship was coming down river. Probably a shipping barge of sorts. The Moscow River was a major hub of transportation through this part of the Dominance.
Since the game was given away, now, he glanced at Elias to see how he reacted. He'd felt the other man's use of power previously, and the sheer strength of it dominated what Jaxen knew he could handle. But Tarin said he would keep growing stronger until he just stopped one day. He also said he would outlive everyone he knew. Kind of put a new perspective on things. A slow grin worked its way across his face, like he knew some secret, but only Elias was in on part of it. The girls wouldn't know, at least he didn't think they would. He was feeling mischievous, and wanting to do something other than sit here roasting his marshmallows by the fire.
He turned a coy gaze toward Elyse, but she'd moved on by then, asking Elias a question. She was way too sweet a girl for him, and completely unlike anyone he'd ever gone after before. Oriena looked like hell-incarnate compared to her. Ori was far closer to his type, but supposed it wasn't about the capture. It was about the chase. And if pretty girls wanted to flirt with him, he wasn't going to stop them. But he'd probably not go through with it, even if she consented, or begged. Well, maybe if she begged. No. He was better than that.
What was taking Stanislav so long?
The girls had a point about the woods, though. The city was a hell of a lot more dangerous. Kidnappers, cannibals, giant snakes. If they only knew. But, actually, he was kidnapped from the woods. Or as good as. That girl had him drive to Silver Pinewood park, a reserve
She'd said her name. Like the letters of the norse alphabet, she'd said. Rune. Rún . The lights across the river blurred into distant stars. A name and a threat he couldn't pronounce was on the tip of his tongue. A horn echoed down the river that shook him out of memory. In his mind, it was only hours ago that he was looking down the barrel of a gun.
He closed his eyes. The light had hovered so close back then, but he couldn't take control of it no matter how hard he tried. Now, after Tarin and Sora, he had control. He hadn't meant to seize it, but the power filled him. It felt like he was stretched out in the sun. Yet also, he was acutely aware of the wind curling its way down the back of his neck. He could practically see the tiniest specks of ice, like dust, floating before him.
And that horn again. It was louder this time, but he didn't particularly think it was much closer. A ship was coming down river. Probably a shipping barge of sorts. The Moscow River was a major hub of transportation through this part of the Dominance.
Since the game was given away, now, he glanced at Elias to see how he reacted. He'd felt the other man's use of power previously, and the sheer strength of it dominated what Jaxen knew he could handle. But Tarin said he would keep growing stronger until he just stopped one day. He also said he would outlive everyone he knew. Kind of put a new perspective on things. A slow grin worked its way across his face, like he knew some secret, but only Elias was in on part of it. The girls wouldn't know, at least he didn't think they would. He was feeling mischievous, and wanting to do something other than sit here roasting his marshmallows by the fire.
He turned a coy gaze toward Elyse, but she'd moved on by then, asking Elias a question. She was way too sweet a girl for him, and completely unlike anyone he'd ever gone after before. Oriena looked like hell-incarnate compared to her. Ori was far closer to his type, but supposed it wasn't about the capture. It was about the chase. And if pretty girls wanted to flirt with him, he wasn't going to stop them. But he'd probably not go through with it, even if she consented, or begged. Well, maybe if she begged. No. He was better than that.
What was taking Stanislav so long?