Aedan Vael (takeathief) wrote in angellogs, @ 2020-11-11 01:15:00 |
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Current mood: | pissed off |
Entry tags: | aedan vael, sherrinford holmes |
Who: Aedan and Sherr
Where: Assassin HQ
When: now
What: A forced conversation. This WILL be fun. Or something.
It’d come to this, apparently. Aedan had been supposedly voluntold to work with the new crop of apprentices on some basic stealth, which he’d thought was a little weird, but he’d gone for it anyway. While he thought of himself as on the way out, he didn’t have an offer from the templars YET, so he thought waiting for it the best thing he could do.
It’d been enough to get him in the door before he heard the locks on the outside clicking in place, and turned, scowling to eye the door.
“Looking me in now, eh aye? Is this the part where you tell me it’s a safe place and you all love me and that’s why you’re wanting me to go get help? I’ve had help and it’s fucked. Frankly, it’d help if I never saw that man or the other two again, but you’re not pushing THAT one.”
Glower.
But there weren’t exactly people here to start an intervention. There DID seem to be one other, and when he got a little closer, Aedan realized who THAT was and…
“Fuck.”