Adam Vasic (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} halfexustio) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming, |
He could not ignore the call when it came. It was time. Time to go, time to do as she wished. Nothing could stand between him and fulfilling his duty. So he had left the apartment and walked towards the site, following others, expressionless. "Time," he murmured quietly. "Have to go. Time."
Adam took his place with the others, echoing a chant he'd never heard before but not missing a beat. This was a big night and things had to be perfect. Nothing must go wrong. Not even when they showed up, people wanting to take the bright, shiny key. He couldn't let that happen.
Turning towards the unwelcomed ones, he swung at the closest person.