Homeworld Visit: 16th September 2021
A year ago it was safe to say that Athalia would have been the type of man who could be relied upon to provide you with facts. However, as of late he had become much more vague and had a tendency to deviate from the point. It was no doubt frustrating for some individuals, but none moreso than himself who would have much preferred to be much more like his former self. Facts were not difficult to provided, nor were concise instructions, yet here he was having provided one of the most vague and useless explanations he could.
Honestly, she had every right to be mad at him given that he had quite literally grabbed her hand and kidnapped her.
Sort of.
He knew himself better by now and he had risked rambling, going off on an erratic tangent and ultimately getting both of them lost. In the end he had intervened on behalf of his own mouth and gone with the advice he would usually supplied to those who couldn't express themselves to him. When in doubt, just bloody show them what, who or where there was a problem. As such he had brought her to his planet for one sole purpose - there was something wrong and as it stood, he wasn't entirely sure what he could even do to fix it.
The longer this entire thing had gone on, the more he had come to realise that if he couldn't save it there was a distinct possibility that who he was would change, or worse he might die, but he lived in hope that the less severe of the two was the reality. In the end even if it was the less severe of the two it would mean that things would change and well... He wouldn't necessarily be able to jump to her aid or even be remotely useful after it had happened.
Not much had changed since he had been here a few weeks ago with Shaowei in a failed attempt to have the planet react to a power other than his. Nevertheless things had changed, the air was heavy and laden thick with clay. Evidently a greater portion of the world had succumbed to whatever plagued it and well, given the colour of the sky he surmised that the storms may have returned and lain waste to a land mass beyond his gaze. For all intents and purposes the planet was very much 'dead' on the surface, colour aside, a blanket of silence now rested upon the world.
Not much for him to see, goodness only knew what she might see.
...Had he ever actually taken her hear when he'd made some headway to successfully bring it back to life? Ah, such a wasted opportunity as that might have looked more interesting.
"Sorry, I just -" he cleared his throat and sighed. "It was easier to show rather than to tell..." he admitted softly. He'd give her a second to settle, then quite possibly chastise him, and then survey her surroundings. It was only fair given the circumstances he had just placed her in.
Kaefaux
