RE: The Primarch Keeps Breaking Things
05-13-2017, 04:29 AM
Your hesitance lasts for all of thirty seconds. Then:
"This is an emergency! I'll help open the portal from this side to soften the blow, but I've bigger concerns than a bunch of mana-phobic civs on someone else's planet."
"Actually," says Lucian, "this reality is under the Fourth Ring's jurisdiction."
"And actually, I don't care!" Look at you, all grown up and snappish, just like Mother. "Do whatever it takes to get that wand fixed and come home immediately, do you understand? I wouldn't make a fuss if it wasn't important!"
"Yes, Miss Elana."
"I'll stall for time as much as possible. Hang on to Aedan's comm and listen for my calls. If I need you back, you come back, no matter where in the megaverse you are."
"As you say, Miss Elana."
You take a deep, rattling breath, and let it out slow. Your eyelids flutter. OK. OK. Everything will be fine. Lucian's never let you down, has he?
"You may go." Before you hang up, you add, "Tell Aedan it's his fault if I'm butchered."
You're Lucian again. When you return to the booth from your 'bathroom break', Chris and the doe are tying up their conversation.
"Oh! I wondered where you went." The doe tilts her head, curious, when you slide into your seat. "Are you feeling OK? You were gone for a li'l."
"I needed some fresh air, so I circled the block for a moment. Sorry to have worried you."
"Nah!" She grins and nudges your arm. "It's the Cervo blood in you. We weren't meant to sit around like this for such a long time — er, no offense, Chris."
"None taken."
Their banter is amusing and all, but more pressing things than card games require Chris' attention. You give the doe what should pass for an apologetic look.
"I'm loath to cut things short, but I just got a call from Chris' family. We need to be going."
"Aww, right away? I mean, I have to run in about 30 minutes myself. I was thinking of getting dessert for us all to share, first."
The doe's lashes flutter. She's a good person, you think, but you've no reason to indulge her now that you and Chris are oriented.
Well?
>_
"This is an emergency! I'll help open the portal from this side to soften the blow, but I've bigger concerns than a bunch of mana-phobic civs on someone else's planet."
"Actually," says Lucian, "this reality is under the Fourth Ring's jurisdiction."
"And actually, I don't care!" Look at you, all grown up and snappish, just like Mother. "Do whatever it takes to get that wand fixed and come home immediately, do you understand? I wouldn't make a fuss if it wasn't important!"
"Yes, Miss Elana."
"I'll stall for time as much as possible. Hang on to Aedan's comm and listen for my calls. If I need you back, you come back, no matter where in the megaverse you are."
"As you say, Miss Elana."
You take a deep, rattling breath, and let it out slow. Your eyelids flutter. OK. OK. Everything will be fine. Lucian's never let you down, has he?
"You may go." Before you hang up, you add, "Tell Aedan it's his fault if I'm butchered."
* * * *
You're Lucian again. When you return to the booth from your 'bathroom break', Chris and the doe are tying up their conversation.
"Oh! I wondered where you went." The doe tilts her head, curious, when you slide into your seat. "Are you feeling OK? You were gone for a li'l."
"I needed some fresh air, so I circled the block for a moment. Sorry to have worried you."
"Nah!" She grins and nudges your arm. "It's the Cervo blood in you. We weren't meant to sit around like this for such a long time — er, no offense, Chris."
"None taken."
Their banter is amusing and all, but more pressing things than card games require Chris' attention. You give the doe what should pass for an apologetic look.
"I'm loath to cut things short, but I just got a call from Chris' family. We need to be going."
"Aww, right away? I mean, I have to run in about 30 minutes myself. I was thinking of getting dessert for us all to share, first."
The doe's lashes flutter. She's a good person, you think, but you've no reason to indulge her now that you and Chris are oriented.
Well?
>_