Myriad smiles as he passes by, now and again, checking in on his guest while his doubles attend to the ship. He's thankful their conversation went as smoothly as it did, despite the hiccup at the beginning, when Charlie had used his powers on him. To be expected, in retrospect, given the recent shock of his attack and his "kidnapping," as he had put it. Myriad should have done more to calm him down from the start, he thinks, but their current standing was comfortable, at the very least.
The former Maxwell heir is more handsome in person than in his photos, he thinks, even with his hair slightly tousled and skin ashen from blood loss. That he had an easy command of his abilities is another point in his favor, Myriad muses. Charlie is becoming more and more interesting by the second. He should prove to be an amusing divertissement for the time being.
Hours and hours pass as his ship races to their destination, and at least three-quarters of a standard day has passed by the time they arrive at last at their destination. True to his word, Myriad contacts the healer to meet them at the docks. She arrives shortly with a suitcase and a worried expression.
She waits at the entrance to Charlie's room, milky white eyes sweeping over her patient's sleeping form, while Myriad leans down, placing a hand on the Mover's shoulder to wake him. ]
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Myriad smiles as he passes by, now and again, checking in on his guest while his doubles attend to the ship. He's thankful their conversation went as smoothly as it did, despite the hiccup at the beginning, when Charlie had used his powers on him. To be expected, in retrospect, given the recent shock of his attack and his "kidnapping," as he had put it. Myriad should have done more to calm him down from the start, he thinks, but their current standing was comfortable, at the very least.
The former Maxwell heir is more handsome in person than in his photos, he thinks, even with his hair slightly tousled and skin ashen from blood loss. That he had an easy command of his abilities is another point in his favor, Myriad muses. Charlie is becoming more and more interesting by the second. He should prove to be an amusing divertissement for the time being.
Hours and hours pass as his ship races to their destination, and at least three-quarters of a standard day has passed by the time they arrive at last at their destination. True to his word, Myriad contacts the healer to meet them at the docks. She arrives shortly with a suitcase and a worried expression.
She waits at the entrance to Charlie's room, milky white eyes sweeping over her patient's sleeping form, while Myriad leans down, placing a hand on the Mover's shoulder to wake him. ]
Charlie. The healer is here.