Alfarinn nodded that yes, indeed the cameras were recording at this time. He watched Thaddeus momentarily before standing up and going to get another one.
"Do you want just this room or all but the bedrooms?"
He really didn't want to call much attention to them and have his companion slip back into the wary uncomfortable state he was in before. There was nothing worse than feeling uneasy in your own home. Now with tension being as high as it was, He really didn't like to see his companion not have a place of refuge. There was the bedroom, of course, they had decided not to put the cameras in there. It was just a small comfort when you knew that the rest had them. Alfarinn did understand that.
"What would you like to do next? Do we want to take the ring to Zone or do we want to put the tracking device on it ourselves?"
Fort Grey
Thaddeus set his pen down to rest at last and sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. He had, in the end, composed several letters, the longest of which was the explanation of Alfarinn and Simon's involvement, though that was certainly not the most draining for him to write.
He set the longest of the letters, stuffed in a thick envelope, on the counter of the bar. The others he placed neatly between the pages of the text he had brought from the Manor. Book in hand, he walked back to the bedroom and carefully opened the door.
Alfarinn continued to sleep soundly, a vision of marble skin and flowing hair spread over the blankets. It was more than a little tempting to climb back into bed and simply run his hands over that sculpted body, or attempt to kiss the Evenhet back into the waking world, but Thaddeus refrained, instead moving to the chest of drawers and placing the book in the top drawer. He had managed to find the passage he was searching for during a break from writing letters, and it had unfortunately proved as uninformative as he had remembered. He took one last lingering look at Alfarinn before exiting the bedroom, knowing if he stayed temptation would overrule his good sense.
Instead, he returned to the living room. His keyboard was now displayed prominently against one wall, though he did not think it wise to play right now; surely the depth Alfarinn's sleep had its limits, after all. Still, he ran his bare fingers over the keys, not firmly enough to make a sound, simply taking in their texture before approaching the long, narrow wooden box on the floor.
Inside the box was his sword, and Thaddeus smiled as he gripped it, remembering its weight. He did not often touch even this with his bare hand, concerned he would lose the senses tied to it, but today it was comforting to feel the hands of his father in the only way he could. Underneath the feel of those hands Thaddeus could sense other things, some of them dark, but his father he felt most of all as he stood. He shifted his weight, moved his shoulders, his wrists, his feet, his body remembering each action, his mind reveling in the sense of immediacy and presence the feel of a sword brought him.
He was startled out of his reverie by a knock on the door, and he hastily put the sword away. He checked the peephole and observed the uniformed man waiting outside, then realized he really ought to put on a shirt before answering the door and accepting the delivery. Somehow Alfarinn's more laid back attitudes about such things had rubbed off on him, he supposed. He scurried back to the bedroom and grabbed the first shirt he saw, throwing it over his head as he returned to the door to answer the now insistent knocking.
It was, of course, Alfarinn's shirt. And it was far too big for him. Thaddeus found he did not much mind, and answered the door with an uncharacteristic grin for the stranger. The smile faded sharply when the stylus was placed in his hands to sign the electronic signature tablet, but he bit his lip, concentrated on getting his name signed, and even managed to place it back where it belonged instead of dropping it. Then the package was placed in his hand and the delivery person was gone. Thaddeus closed the door quickly and looked down at the package doubtfully. Inside was his new laptop. He felt rather like a young man who had just had an infant thrust in his arms; wary and mystified and oddly pleased.
He walked to the third bedroom, intent on ripping open the package and carefully examining this new device.
Alfarinn
18 years ago
Thaddeus Grey
18 years ago
Thaddeus rubbed his chin and tried to decide if he was bothered by being recorded. Deciding that as long as he knew, it made the situation no better and no worse, he gave a little shrug.
We will want to erase everything we just talked about then.
Alfarinn's question was more easily answered than the ones he had asked himself.
We might as well cover everything save the bedrooms; we have the cameras and there is no reason not to.
He took Alfarinn's hand and gave it a squeeze. The damage was done with the first camera, and as long as he knew where each was located, a larger quantity, again, made no difference to him. In fact, he reasoned, knowing everything was covered made it easier to deal with in an odd way; knowing there was no escaping once he exited the bedrooms simply meant that he would not bother trying to avoid the ubiquitous cameras.
Zone would likely be better suited for the task; it is more important that this is done correctly than it is to keep the ring to ourselves at this point.
While Thaddeus was not exactly thrilled with making yet another concession, he could at least justify both the cameras and the tracking device as reasonable. Even so, all of this gave him another reason to be relieved that he would soon be telling his Clan about Alfarinn; here, at least, he could do what he felt was right and not have to make concessions on the good things in his life.
We will want to erase everything we just talked about then.
Alfarinn's question was more easily answered than the ones he had asked himself.
We might as well cover everything save the bedrooms; we have the cameras and there is no reason not to.
He took Alfarinn's hand and gave it a squeeze. The damage was done with the first camera, and as long as he knew where each was located, a larger quantity, again, made no difference to him. In fact, he reasoned, knowing everything was covered made it easier to deal with in an odd way; knowing there was no escaping once he exited the bedrooms simply meant that he would not bother trying to avoid the ubiquitous cameras.
Zone would likely be better suited for the task; it is more important that this is done correctly than it is to keep the ring to ourselves at this point.
While Thaddeus was not exactly thrilled with making yet another concession, he could at least justify both the cameras and the tracking device as reasonable. Even so, all of this gave him another reason to be relieved that he would soon be telling his Clan about Alfarinn; here, at least, he could do what he felt was right and not have to make concessions on the good things in his life.
Alfarinn
18 years ago
Alfarinn smiled and squeezed Thaddeus's hand gently in return. He was tempted again to assure his companion that it would all be over soon but there was really no point. It was far better to distract him with other things, either needed chores or more pleasant activities.
"Alright we'll take it to Zone. I warn you...Artemis is a.." Alfarinn scratched his head looking for a decent word to describe the other Evenhet. "personality."
He realized that this might not be a comforting statement and was quick to add. "He is trustworthy and decent enough. He just has his quirks." Alfarinn frowned thinking the word didn't quite do Zone justice... quirks was putting some of the man's habits mildly. Alfarinn found him very likable for all of that though, and didn't even mind the occasional prank.
"Shall we finish up here and head that way then?"
"Alright we'll take it to Zone. I warn you...Artemis is a.." Alfarinn scratched his head looking for a decent word to describe the other Evenhet. "personality."
He realized that this might not be a comforting statement and was quick to add. "He is trustworthy and decent enough. He just has his quirks." Alfarinn frowned thinking the word didn't quite do Zone justice... quirks was putting some of the man's habits mildly. Alfarinn found him very likable for all of that though, and didn't even mind the occasional prank.
"Shall we finish up here and head that way then?"
Thaddeus Grey
18 years ago
As we all do, I suppose.
'Quirks' was one way to put it, in any case. Thaddeus imagined that both he and Alfarinn would be meeting some people they found a little...odd...in the next few days, for their own reasons.
Yes, let's.
Once focused on the task at hand, the process of finishing the cameras was quickly completed, the end result being a fully surveyed apartment, save anything beyond the bedroom doors.
Thaddeus put his laptop, from which he could now access any of the camera recordings, in its black case and retrieved the ring from its place in the locked top drawer in his bedroom. He slipped on his jacket, put his usual necessities in the inside pocket, checked his hair, which he could see wanted cutting (a rather ridiculous observation under the circumstances but there it was), and at last was ready to leave.
They cleared the recordings and left for the waiting limo.
/ooc out out
'Quirks' was one way to put it, in any case. Thaddeus imagined that both he and Alfarinn would be meeting some people they found a little...odd...in the next few days, for their own reasons.
Yes, let's.
Once focused on the task at hand, the process of finishing the cameras was quickly completed, the end result being a fully surveyed apartment, save anything beyond the bedroom doors.
Thaddeus put his laptop, from which he could now access any of the camera recordings, in its black case and retrieved the ring from its place in the locked top drawer in his bedroom. He slipped on his jacket, put his usual necessities in the inside pocket, checked his hair, which he could see wanted cutting (a rather ridiculous observation under the circumstances but there it was), and at last was ready to leave.
They cleared the recordings and left for the waiting limo.
/ooc out out