Who: Walden Macnair and Demetrius Avery When: Evening of January 5th Where: Macnair estate What: A game of hide and hex Status/Rating: Closed/PG b/c of mild violence and language
Walden shifted his position minutely as he got comfortable. It was a good hiding spot and the darkness and the tree branches masked his position well. There was no need to go ruining a good thing. It wasn't like Demetrius wouldn't find him, eventually. For now he was content to sit there and wait happy to be the hunted instead of the hunter. It wasn't an ideal situation to have Demetrius Avery jumping out at you from some dark place. Walden knew he wouldn't kill him, today any how, but he rather be the one doing the ambushing.
It was a game that Walden told himself kept their skills sharp. There had not been much to do lately other than recruit a bunch of children. It was busy work and not the busy kind of work he liked. His employees probably had noticed that he had been more irritable them normal at work and he had made them pay for his bad mood unfairly. It wasn't like he cared, that was what his peons were for; they were supposed to be bossed around and mistreated by him. It served them right for not doing things right the first time. If they only did what he said he wouldn't have to spy on them or yell, so often.
There was a reason that the game was outside, Walden was tired of his possessions getting broken. It was getting pricey to have to always replace things. It was bad enough his children broke enough stuff with their games. They didn't need to add to it. Walden relaxed against the tree and just waited. They had all night to devote to their game.