.:[ADRASTEIA]:.
Adrasteia had been standing outside in the rain. She didn’t come to work on the site, but to sell clothes and possibly to find Aiolos. She had heard that Fantom was supposed to be involved and if it was maybe Aiolos was there. She hoped more than anything that he would be, but she didn’t want to get her hopes up just to be disappointed. After all there had been too many leads that led to nothing but disappointment and Adrasteia was sick of it. So this time she wasn’t going to get her hopes up too high and she was going to focus on selling her services; after all there had to be loads of mages here in need of enchanted clothing!
As Adrasteia continued to stand outside in the rain she began to shiver. It wasn’t completely the rain that was causing the shivering as much as the thought of the wild winds that sometimes come with such storms.
“I should not have come here. I will make no business and this storm will be the end of me.” Adrasteia was making this comment to the only person that was around at this time, herself. Not that she cared about being alone, she actually preferred it; especially because she had always had a phobia of being in large crowds. Looking around herself Adrasteia noticed more and more people arriving, although none were near her, which she was thankful for.
Adrasteia had been at the excavation for an incredibly long time. Since she hadn’t been working on the site she couldn’t stay in the Inn where the workers and mages were staying. So Adrasteia walked her all the way from her home, in all actuality it wasn’t that far, but to make it here before it became crowded she had to wake earlier; which was rare for her. Adrasteia wasn’t even sure she wanted to come to the excavation site; the thought of seeing her brother again was great, but he could look completely different from when he was younger and there’s no telling if she would even be able to recognize him. With her hope of finding her brother completely gone and her doubt of selling anything or advertising her wares still there, Adrasteia moved closer to the excavation site. She wanted to head towards her home, but she figured that she should try and at least get someone’s attention. Adrasteia got lucky and a man came towards her.
“Are you here to work on the site?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.
“No sir, but I am here to offer my services. You see I design clothes and then I can enchant them to be resistant to other attributes.” Pausing for a moment and pulling a book out of her jacket she opened it to show the gentleman. “Here are some other clothes I have fashioned for different customers. Please take a look, maybe you are interested in this your self, or you know of a young mage that is need of such clothing. Either way be sure to remember Adrasteia’s Enchanted Fashions.”
.:[AIOLOS]:.
Aiolos had been awake for quite sometime which was odd since he could normally be seen sleeping in ’til midday. As he rolled over onto his side he pulled the blankets up over his head.
“I don’t really want to get up. It’s raining and there probably won’t be too many people at the site at this time.” Aiolos stated. He wanted to get out of bed, really he did, but he wasn’t about to stand down at the site in the rain with very little people there. Aiolos needed a small crowd at best, but most of the people would most likely be spread out on the different levels. A sigh escaped Aiolos’ lips. He eventually decided to get ready, but he would take extra time getting ready so that by the time he arrived at the site there would, hopefully, be more people there. Aiolos slowly pulled down the covers, first revealing his face, then his bare chest, and next his bottom half which was covered by a pair of grey pajama pants. When the covers were all the way off of Aiolos the young man decided to sit up. Rubbing his head and smoothing his hair in one motion he let out a yawn. Aiolos went about the room picking up his clothes and other objects he would need for his daily routine. When having all he needed Aiolos headed for the small bathroom. He looked around the bathroom with distain.
“The worst part about these Inns are the bathrooms.” With that comment Aiolos set to work on getting ready for the day.
As Aiolos finished getting ready he looked out the window of his room. The gloomy grey sky really did put a damper on his spirits, and getting wet would just ruin his lovely outfit. Of course he didn’t have to get wet, luckily he had a robe from Fantom which was water proof. A smile appeared on the young man’s lips as he walked out of the room, robe in hand. Wrapping it around himself as he made his way down the stairs; Aiolos hoped he wouldn’t be needed, or made to stay at the site for too long. He had nothing else to do, but thought very little of the people working on the site and the weather which meant he wanted to spend as little time at the site as possible. Soon Aiolos was walking swiftly down the streets towards the site and much to his surprise the rain was letting up. He moved slowly with his over-sized Fantom robe; the hood had been pulled up before he had even left the Inn, giving him a rather lifeless sort of look.
Aiolos arrived at the site much faster than he would have liked and when he reached it he realized that it was break time for the workers. The smile from earlier returned. He was lucky to arrive at such a time now he would not have to huddle next to the few people that were not in the ruins, he would be able to find a group to sit with and talk with...about the ruins of course; he was sure of that. Whether it be fellow Fantom members, workers, or those few that came around to promote whatever business they owned. He gave a quick look around spotting someone trying to sell her wares. Now that the rain was letting up Aiolos was in much better spirits, which meant hell for the young lady that he had spotted.
“How sad.” Was the simple statement that had left Aiolos’ mouth as he moved over to her and the older gentleman she was trying to persuade into buying her wares. Aiolos, being the way he was, had very little respect for anyone but himself. This of course meant that he felt no respect for the young lady and even disliked her. For the mere fun of it he decided to give the young lady a hard time. He gave a quick look over the older man’s shoulder at the book and preceded with his whim.
“Sir, I wouldn’t buy from her. I once purchased clothing from her. Didn’t work, and worst of all the clothes fell to pieces when I needed them most. I had to leave there and change my name, too many people had seen what happened; I couldn’t bear to face them all again.” Aiolos had whispered into the man’s ear.
The man gave a quick look towards the young lady that was selling her wares and a side glance at Aiolos before he decided to leave. Aiolos allowed a smile to grace his lips once again.
‘I can be such a b*****d.’ He thought. Turning to the girl, his smile disappeared and was replaced with a frown.
“So sorry, seems the man didn’t like what you were pushing. I guess you should go somewhere else to peddle your wares.”
.:[ADRASTEIA]:.
Adrasteia had just missed out on an easy sale thanks to this Fantom member. She was completely and utterly irked, but she took a deep breath and silently counted to ten. She had clamed quite a bit and was feeling ready to take this person on talk to this lovely young man.
“I could go somewhere else, but there are so many other people here. I’m sure someone may be interested in my clothing.” Her words sounded sweet but there was an underlying sourness to them as well. She hoped the man would notice that sourness, because…well Adrasteia had always been a sore loser and a very vengeful person. When the man standing in front of her had caused her to lose a potential customer, she felt like doing some damage to him, whether it was physical violence or emotional warfare, she hoped it would hurt him.
‘Really I’m a very petty girl.’ This thought came often when she was trying to exact revenge, normally making her feel guilty. Which is what had happened not a moment ago, but of course, she got over the guilty feeling. She had been about to begin warfare on the young man in front of her when she stopped and looked at his robes. A Fantom member. She had come here to talk to those exact members that had been rumored to be at the site and then one suddenly appeared in front of her; this had to be a sign.
“Um…” Adrasteia hesitated. “Have you seen a guy around here? He works for Fantom, his hair is the exact opposite of mine, but he still looks like me. His name is-” She had to stop talking. Suddenly another member of Fantom appeared!
‘Do I have a sign on me that mentions Fantom members? I had come to talk to them, but one at a time. Too many and they might become suspicious of why I’m asking about a member. …Then again he is my brother so it’d be logical to ask about, right? No, they may think I’m going to try and take him away from them and they wouldn’t like that…I’m guessing.’ Adrasteia had spaced out and was no longer paying attention to what the two Fantom members had been doing. She had turned her attention back to the two even though she wasn’t remotely interested in whatever they were discussing.
Adrasteia stood there watching the two members. She hadn’t meant to interrupt anything but suddenly found herself speaking.
“Aiolos.” She paused. “That’s his name. If you see him around could you tell him his sister is looking for him? Thanks.” With those words, Adrasteia had moved away from the two members. She hadn’t wanted to get in the way and had accomplished what she wanted. Not the revenge, but her plan to ask about her brother, so she was fairly happy at the moment.
.:[AIOLOS]:.
Aiolos had been listening to the girl, he had also been hoping for a fight. Lately he had been feeling a bit pugnacious and who better to start a fight with than some girl? He listened to the girl ask about some guy. He listened because he had nothing better to do, and just as she was about to reveal said guy’s name…there was another voice. Aiolos had listened with turning to look at the man behind; he could easily tell it was a man due to the voice. When the other Fantom member was done alerting him of the disturbance only then did Aiolos turn around; as he turned, he stepped back and did a quick, sweeping sort of bow. Looking the man over once, then twice, he finally spoke.
“Sir, I am a mere Bishop wouldn’t it be wiser for you to go? If this turns into a big disturbance, wouldn’t a Knight be needed more than a Bishop would? …Unless of course you think this doesn’t require one of a high level.” Pausing for a moment, Aiolos let out a sigh.
He had never been one to enjoy answering to higher ups, so when he did it came off as he was being rude. This often led to him having to apologize for himself…or it led to punishments. He enjoyed neither of those, but he would gladly take the punishment over having to apologize for himself. Ever since he had left his home Aiolos had become a rather proud creature; not one to bow down to another unless it proved to be beneficial to him. Of course, he knew he had probably just come off as rude and it would be time to apologize. After all this fellow Fantom member was higher up and had more influence; maybe if he thought Aiolos was promising enough he could mention him. Of course, that was just wishful thinking.
“Please excuse how rude that must have sounded. I’m afraid my mouth often has a mind of its own.” Aiolos finished off his sentence with another bow.
“I will go check out the situation and report back to you if you are needed, unless you wish to go about it yourself.” Aiolos said this with a flair that made he seem more important than he really was, which was something that just rather happened with him.
‘I’ll be a Bishop for the rest of my life.’ He had thought with a sinking feeling.
“Aiolos.”
“That’s his name. If you see him around could you tell him his sister is looking for him? Thanks.”
Aiolos stood there in utter shock, that girl could not have just said his name. No, that couldn’t have happened, she must’ve said a different name and he had mistaken it. At least that’s what Aiolos was trying to tell himself. Suddenly he turned around to see the girl was moving away from him, no point in chasing after her to ask what she had just said. Instead he risked looking nutty to ask the fellow Fantom member if he had heard what Aiolos had heard.
“D-Did that girl just say Aiolos?” Not waiting for an answer, he pulled down his hood.
“Do I look like her? …Is my hair the exact opposite of hers? Is it?” He was practically screaming. This was driving him insane. The possibility of some random girl being his sister, better yet some random girl that claims to be his sister trying to find him, was ridiculous!
.:[AIOLOS]:.
Aiolos looked at the fellow Fantom member. How was he supposed to be calm? His whole world, the future he had planned, everything could be ruined by that girl! He took a moment standing there with a broken look in his eyes. It was ridiculous for him to act like this but he tended to be over dramatic when under large amounts of stress, or stressful situations. His outward appearance was one of a confident, suave man, but on the inside he was pretty cowardice, loony, and afraid of his future not having the result he wants. Because he has two very different sides he can often, come of as insane; the illusion that Aiolos had no sanity had appeared in other’s minds more than one would think. Aiolos normally ignored things when he had these little bouts, but this time he knew he had to say something about it. After all, he wouldn’t want any higher ups to think him crazy. It was just that this random girl had claimed to be his sister, and apparently, his hair was the opposite of hers, which is what she said her brother looked like. Not to mention his name is Aiolos, and there probably aren’t too many Aiolos, with two-toned hair, running around and working for Fantom.
“So this is her. I mean, well, she’s nice…I guess.” He took in a deep breath. “No, no this won’t do. I cannot pretend as if I’m actually happy to know that she’s alive and looking for me. I don’t want any more problems arising and this is definetly a huge problem.” Aiolos was talking to himself. Not that he did it on purpose, but he liked to think aloud; it made things make more sense to him.
“Huh? What?” He hadn’t been paying much attention when Jon had asked him the question. After pausing for a bit to think about it, he could recall what Jon had said.
“Oh, uh, no. That isn’t necessary.” His response was short. It felt odd to Aiolos to give small replies so he added more along with an apology. “Sir, I meant to say that I don’t think any more information will be necessary, but you can do whatever you would like to do.” He took this moment to pause and take a deep breath. “I, however, will be on the fifth level checking on that disturbance. Therefore, I suppose I’ll see you as soon as I know something, you know, to report back. And, sorry for the little…I mean sorry for the way I was acting.” This sentence was followed by a nervous chuckle; then Aiolos was on his way over to the lift.
Soon Aiolos arrived at the lift and was down to the fifth level. He was swaying a little in the lift. Why? Well there was only him and the lift operator. Two people. Only two. He needed at least five to feel completely comfy. Luckily, the lift ride was over and he was on the fifth level.
“What is going on? I heard there was a disturbance down here.” Aiolos just stood there as he listened to what the men had to say. Nodding occasionally, but never really making any other movements.
“What!?”
