Solomon Thorn
3 days later:
Sol had felt mixed about seeing Vik leave. On one hand he'd grown to respect the vampire, and Vik being with them meant he wasn't out there doing stuff for his clan. On the other hand, he'd been on the receiving end of a lot of Vik's flaws as a leader, and perhaps this'd allow Juliet to fulfill that role.
On the other hand, he was a good tactical leader.
Even if Sol'd been mainly in charge of the last mission. Which had gone surprisingly well, given that, well, he was the one telling people what to do, and he didn't have any experience with being in charge of groups. He was impressed with himself, so much that once he'd made sure the important people -Luke and the members of the group that had stayed behind- were okay, he'd started bragging -mainly to Luke- about how well he'd done. He was still on a cloud by the time 3 days had passed, not just because he'd done well or because he'd been worried by Luke, but because it was becoming more and more difficult to go between the oddly normal life he lead at the school -all things considered- and the kind of life he was more used to living.
Still, normalcy got reinstated, and it didn't take many days for him to start whining a little when he felt Luke get out of the bed too early -more because of that they didn't have any lectures that day so why was Luke leaving before they'd had their morning cuddle- and then lying in a comfortable daze as Luke explained something about some group work while putting on outerwear. Sol didn't really wake up before he got the message from that Alfred guy.
"Hi guys, this is the guy you saved half a week ago or so. I heard you were down a guy, so I decided I'd help you out a bit by joining. Don't worry, I'm way more useful when I don't have to worry about being seen. I'll be at your dorm in about 15 minutes, I'd love to say hello to whoever's able to be there."
"Hey, Luke," Sol said, sitting up in the bed, and Luke stopped for a brief moment.
"What?"
"Remember the guy I saved? Turns out that he's gonna join our group. I don't exactly know what he's going to be doing, but he said he'll be here in 15 minutes or so. You sure you don't want to stick around for a bit longer and say hello? You practically live here either way."
"Nope, sorry, really need to get going. We were supposed to have finished this assignment like, yesterday, only got an extention because one of the others needed some extra time getting it together after the attack. She got really scared. But I'm sure I'll meet this new guy soon regardless, given that I "practically live her either way,"
the werewolf said with a smile, and closed his jacket. He looked at Sol, expectantly, and Sol ushered him out, acting as if he didn't really care. "Get going then. Don't let me keep you." Luke stepped a little closer to give Sol a kiss on the cheek before leaving, and headed outside. Sol grinned to himself, and looked at his phone.
"Fifteen minutes. I suppose I have just enough time to wake up some before the new guy gets here. And get dressed. Right. This bed too comfortable sometimes." He rubbed his eyes and put a pair of pants on so that he could enter the kitchen, because, first of all he needed to put some coffee on.
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Alfred Frye
He was finally cleared for leaving. The last three days had been spent going through almost every single detail he had learned since going undercover, and for someone with a near perfect memory, that wasn't a task done in a couple of hours. He'd also gotten the beginnings of a psychological evaluation, to make sure he hadn't picked up any nasty "habits" or "opinions" from his time in the cult. Obviously, he'd cleared those well, Alfred didn't have any issues, and certainly not anything like that. Sure, it helped that he had at times saw it necessary to see everyone as pawns, be they humans or not, but that was a way to survive, not any hateful, underlying biases.
I'm so tired now though. I'll be happy if I never have to answer another question my entire life.
The thing with Nagi didn't help. Alfred needed a distraction, and he knew how to find one. Or rather, he'd already gotten it taken care of.
He was interested in the group that rescued him, intrigued even, by what he'd heard. Imagine, small groups that basically worked as armed forces for the school. Small groups made out of students. Alfred had been insistent on that he wanted to join them now that they were one guy down, wording it as a way to "pay them back". What was the harm? He didn't risk much in most fights with his near perfect defense, and it would be far more interesting than the university part of the college. Besides, he was way behind on most of his classes, and his old dorm room had been given to someone else. Also, there were individuals which probably needed to be kept an eye on. It was a decent oppertunity.
He'd finally talked the higher ups agree to it, and though he was just a student, he knew that the information that he'd brought back meant they owed him something. That meant he was able to push for it to happen as instantly as possible. His stuff was in a storage room in the staff part of the college, and as he went to get it, he sent a text message to his new group, using a premade setup on the phone he had been given by the staff in order to "keep in touch should anything happen". That was higher up code for that they were expecting him to keep an eye on his team-members. Good thing he was already planning to do so.
"Hi guys, this is the guy you saved half a week ago or so. I heard you were down a person, so I decided I'd help you out a bit by joining. Don't worry, I'm way more useful when I don't have to worry about being seen. I'll be at your dorm in about 15 minutes, I'd love to say hello to whoever's able to be there."
It took about 15 minutes to get to the dorm with his stuff, give or take about five minutes. Using the newly obtained key to open the door, Alfred stepped inside, ready to greet whoever was there.
3 days later:
Sol had felt mixed about seeing Vik leave. On one hand he'd grown to respect the vampire, and Vik being with them meant he wasn't out there doing stuff for his clan. On the other hand, he'd been on the receiving end of a lot of Vik's flaws as a leader, and perhaps this'd allow Juliet to fulfill that role.
On the other hand, he was a good tactical leader.
Even if Sol'd been mainly in charge of the last mission. Which had gone surprisingly well, given that, well, he was the one telling people what to do, and he didn't have any experience with being in charge of groups. He was impressed with himself, so much that once he'd made sure the important people -Luke and the members of the group that had stayed behind- were okay, he'd started bragging -mainly to Luke- about how well he'd done. He was still on a cloud by the time 3 days had passed, not just because he'd done well or because he'd been worried by Luke, but because it was becoming more and more difficult to go between the oddly normal life he lead at the school -all things considered- and the kind of life he was more used to living.
Still, normalcy got reinstated, and it didn't take many days for him to start whining a little when he felt Luke get out of the bed too early -more because of that they didn't have any lectures that day so why was Luke leaving before they'd had their morning cuddle- and then lying in a comfortable daze as Luke explained something about some group work while putting on outerwear. Sol didn't really wake up before he got the message from that Alfred guy.
"Hi guys, this is the guy you saved half a week ago or so. I heard you were down a guy, so I decided I'd help you out a bit by joining. Don't worry, I'm way more useful when I don't have to worry about being seen. I'll be at your dorm in about 15 minutes, I'd love to say hello to whoever's able to be there."
"Hey, Luke," Sol said, sitting up in the bed, and Luke stopped for a brief moment.
"What?"
"Remember the guy I saved? Turns out that he's gonna join our group. I don't exactly know what he's going to be doing, but he said he'll be here in 15 minutes or so. You sure you don't want to stick around for a bit longer and say hello? You practically live here either way."
"Nope, sorry, really need to get going. We were supposed to have finished this assignment like, yesterday, only got an extention because one of the others needed some extra time getting it together after the attack. She got really scared. But I'm sure I'll meet this new guy soon regardless, given that I "practically live her either way,"
the werewolf said with a smile, and closed his jacket. He looked at Sol, expectantly, and Sol ushered him out, acting as if he didn't really care. "Get going then. Don't let me keep you." Luke stepped a little closer to give Sol a kiss on the cheek before leaving, and headed outside. Sol grinned to himself, and looked at his phone.
"Fifteen minutes. I suppose I have just enough time to wake up some before the new guy gets here. And get dressed. Right. This bed too comfortable sometimes." He rubbed his eyes and put a pair of pants on so that he could enter the kitchen, because, first of all he needed to put some coffee on.
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Alfred Frye
He was finally cleared for leaving. The last three days had been spent going through almost every single detail he had learned since going undercover, and for someone with a near perfect memory, that wasn't a task done in a couple of hours. He'd also gotten the beginnings of a psychological evaluation, to make sure he hadn't picked up any nasty "habits" or "opinions" from his time in the cult. Obviously, he'd cleared those well, Alfred didn't have any issues, and certainly not anything like that. Sure, it helped that he had at times saw it necessary to see everyone as pawns, be they humans or not, but that was a way to survive, not any hateful, underlying biases.
I'm so tired now though. I'll be happy if I never have to answer another question my entire life.
The thing with Nagi didn't help. Alfred needed a distraction, and he knew how to find one. Or rather, he'd already gotten it taken care of.
He was interested in the group that rescued him, intrigued even, by what he'd heard. Imagine, small groups that basically worked as armed forces for the school. Small groups made out of students. Alfred had been insistent on that he wanted to join them now that they were one guy down, wording it as a way to "pay them back". What was the harm? He didn't risk much in most fights with his near perfect defense, and it would be far more interesting than the university part of the college. Besides, he was way behind on most of his classes, and his old dorm room had been given to someone else. Also, there were individuals which probably needed to be kept an eye on. It was a decent oppertunity.
He'd finally talked the higher ups agree to it, and though he was just a student, he knew that the information that he'd brought back meant they owed him something. That meant he was able to push for it to happen as instantly as possible. His stuff was in a storage room in the staff part of the college, and as he went to get it, he sent a text message to his new group, using a premade setup on the phone he had been given by the staff in order to "keep in touch should anything happen". That was higher up code for that they were expecting him to keep an eye on his team-members. Good thing he was already planning to do so.
"Hi guys, this is the guy you saved half a week ago or so. I heard you were down a person, so I decided I'd help you out a bit by joining. Don't worry, I'm way more useful when I don't have to worry about being seen. I'll be at your dorm in about 15 minutes, I'd love to say hello to whoever's able to be there."
It took about 15 minutes to get to the dorm with his stuff, give or take about five minutes. Using the newly obtained key to open the door, Alfred stepped inside, ready to greet whoever was there.