Wednesday, June 2, 2010
"Your agent said that Havens is your home, and that this is your resting place."
Grim looked up at the runes over the door, now modified. None shall enter without my permission or they shall be destroyed.
Treated with scorn by everyone, he had finally realized that it wasn't worth beating his head against the wall over and over and over. Raina refused to consider him a leader and was sleeping with LeBeau, which meant only a matter of time before he would be a "leader" and the 'mancers would take over. Lue didn't care for him anymore. Stefan was gone. Kalius hated him. The technomancers hated him. Jack was a lost cause. Shadow said he was done with them, too.
Rusty suggested to concentrate on building up the warehouse, of building the school. He woke up this morning, deciding that was a great idea.
The hell with Havens. The gypsies took over the palace. He handed over the keys and walked out. He pulled the Havens comm out of his ear and tossed it to the ground, stomping it underfoot. If someone really wanted him - which he now doubted - he'd still have his phone. But like a rejected lover, he never expected it to ring from them again.
Time to go find some teachers and students for his school.
Grim looked up at the runes over the door, now modified. None shall enter without my permission or they shall be destroyed.
Treated with scorn by everyone, he had finally realized that it wasn't worth beating his head against the wall over and over and over. Raina refused to consider him a leader and was sleeping with LeBeau, which meant only a matter of time before he would be a "leader" and the 'mancers would take over. Lue didn't care for him anymore. Stefan was gone. Kalius hated him. The technomancers hated him. Jack was a lost cause. Shadow said he was done with them, too.
Rusty suggested to concentrate on building up the warehouse, of building the school. He woke up this morning, deciding that was a great idea.
The hell with Havens. The gypsies took over the palace. He handed over the keys and walked out. He pulled the Havens comm out of his ear and tossed it to the ground, stomping it underfoot. If someone really wanted him - which he now doubted - he'd still have his phone. But like a rejected lover, he never expected it to ring from them again.
Time to go find some teachers and students for his school.