Simon slowly blinked at Xephier, not really expecting his wishes to even be taken into consideration, which they weren't. He took a final look at Marthinus laying quietly on the bed and was again reminded of just how far apart Simon was from his human family. 'When he's well, I would hope to see him again.' He looked back at Xephier, 'If permitted, of course.'
Simon then put his hand on the small of Carol's back and gently guided her towards the door and out. With a hand on the door, he looked directly at Hammerthynn and said as clear as a bell, 'See you around.'
((Simon and Carol out))
No choices. (Private - Kadzait Alpha)
He had not had any time to change out of the dark green flight suit that had been in the bag he shoved into Marthinus T. Steyn's hands back in South Africa. In fact, he barely had time to notify the Alpha that he had returned for good. It had been several months since the completion of the pack's estate and his return to Johannesburg to tie up loose ends. Now he entered the newly completed Nachton hospital, state of the art medical facility. He relished the cold that October had swept into the city. Hammerthynn had become so used to the heat of the country, that the pleasantness of the cold winter chill brought back memories of soft auburn curls and warm fires in the hearth.
The ding at the elevator banks snapped him back to reality. As he entered the elevator car up, he pushed the 16th button. A couple had walked up towards the doors but stopped short at the sight of Hammer. He looked down at them from his 6'6 statue and flared his nostrils. They backed away, saying they'd catch the next car. Hammer nodded, relishing in the quiet humor. He made people uncomfortable - it could've been his height or his eye, but probably both. People gave him a wide berth, much to his delight.
Reaching the designated floor, Hammerthynn stepped out and again cut his own path down the hallway towards Steyn's hospital suite. The life monitor outside the room read that he was stable. Pushing open the door slowly, he stepped inside to find him sleeping soundly with bits of wire and IV's attached to him. For a moment, Hammer allowed himself to sigh deeply and run his fingers through his hair in an uncharacteristic show of emotion. There he was, Marthinus T. Steyn, infected with the GMV virus, shot on pack property, fighting against a probable addiction to Eternity.
Yeah, this couldn't end well.
Simon Huntington
18 years ago
Iov Hammerthynn
18 years ago
As Simon bid them farewell and Hammer a promise, he locked the door again and turned to look at Xeph. He lifted his broad shoulders slightly and scratched an ear.
'I think that could have gone better.'
'I think that could have gone better.'
Xeph
18 years ago
Xeph was somewhat taken aback by Simon's sudden and apparent acceptance of his stance. Had the vampire given up so easily, then? The man's motives weren't clear to Xeph, who found the sudden turnabout suspicious. Were Marthinus as important to him as he was supposed to be to Simon, Xeph never would have given up so easily... but he was a wolf, and like any other wolf his tenacity and stubbornness would only grow in ferocity when he actually had his teeth sunk into the bone he wanted.
Conspiracy theories rebounded off the walls of his skull. He didn't consider himself paranoid, but when it came to Pack safety, nothing was too much. Was Simon secretly pleased, to have an operative inside Kadzait walls? Did vampire-kind fear retaliation from the weres they'd kept repressed throughout the centuries? These thoughts all brought a scowl to his face as he watched the door close behind Carol and Simon, then turned to respond to the gruff voice of his Beta.
"You think? You're developing my talent for understatement," he said with a grudging grin. "Quit it. Understatement is my job. It's in the description."
Rolling his shoulders to loosen them and try to rid himself of some of the tension, Xeph once again surveyed the man... the wolf... on the hospital bed. Marthinus Steyn, Kadzait. He shook his head. Xeph, in all fairness, couldn't and wouldn't expect Steyn to feed him information about vampires any more then he wanted the man to go squealing to Simon Huntington about the Pack.
"You'll teach him," he said to Hammer. "Teach him what he is and how to deal with it. Teach him the lore of the weres, teach him our history. Show him what it means to be Pack, what it means to be Kadzait. Hopefully in time, the Pack will benefit from having an older Amaroq, a wise man who's been around, who knows the world. He can't resist his memories. He can't help knowing us for what we are. I hope, for both your sakes, he's worthy of our trust."
The idea of his Beta being aipa to this man was unsettling. The rules were there for a reason though. If Marthinus betrayed the Pack to Simon, Xeph would hunt them both down.
He hadn't come to Nachton with any plans to keep the Kadzait secret from the vampires... no, they were here and they weren't going to be pushed down again. Xeph simply wanted his people to exist in peace, vampires or no. To start a war with this Simon and his people wasn't what Xeph wanted. To have his Beta caught in the thick of it... that was a nightmare worthy of losing sleep over.
Conspiracy theories rebounded off the walls of his skull. He didn't consider himself paranoid, but when it came to Pack safety, nothing was too much. Was Simon secretly pleased, to have an operative inside Kadzait walls? Did vampire-kind fear retaliation from the weres they'd kept repressed throughout the centuries? These thoughts all brought a scowl to his face as he watched the door close behind Carol and Simon, then turned to respond to the gruff voice of his Beta.
"You think? You're developing my talent for understatement," he said with a grudging grin. "Quit it. Understatement is my job. It's in the description."
Rolling his shoulders to loosen them and try to rid himself of some of the tension, Xeph once again surveyed the man... the wolf... on the hospital bed. Marthinus Steyn, Kadzait. He shook his head. Xeph, in all fairness, couldn't and wouldn't expect Steyn to feed him information about vampires any more then he wanted the man to go squealing to Simon Huntington about the Pack.
"You'll teach him," he said to Hammer. "Teach him what he is and how to deal with it. Teach him the lore of the weres, teach him our history. Show him what it means to be Pack, what it means to be Kadzait. Hopefully in time, the Pack will benefit from having an older Amaroq, a wise man who's been around, who knows the world. He can't resist his memories. He can't help knowing us for what we are. I hope, for both your sakes, he's worthy of our trust."
The idea of his Beta being aipa to this man was unsettling. The rules were there for a reason though. If Marthinus betrayed the Pack to Simon, Xeph would hunt them both down.
He hadn't come to Nachton with any plans to keep the Kadzait secret from the vampires... no, they were here and they weren't going to be pushed down again. Xeph simply wanted his people to exist in peace, vampires or no. To start a war with this Simon and his people wasn't what Xeph wanted. To have his Beta caught in the thick of it... that was a nightmare worthy of losing sleep over.
Iov Hammerthynn
18 years ago
Hammerthynn cracked his neck to the side at the mention of being Marthinus aipa. He had lived over a century and had gifted before - but the inevitable year long constant contact still grated his nerves. Hammer listened to Xeph's tempered threat and he met his alpha's eyes. There was no need to reply.
Walking back over to Marthinus, he looked over the old man. He was the oldest he had gifted, having lived a lifetime before being reborn. Hammer knew of Marthinus T. Steyn by reputation and that was a stellar one. He had no doubt once loyalties were placed, they would not be shaken - however his previous loyalties would be a problem. There was no doubting that. Especially the patriarch, Simon Huntington. Nodding, despite the bleakness of the situation, he looked forward to living in Nachton. It could only get more interesting.
((Hammer out))
Walking back over to Marthinus, he looked over the old man. He was the oldest he had gifted, having lived a lifetime before being reborn. Hammer knew of Marthinus T. Steyn by reputation and that was a stellar one. He had no doubt once loyalties were placed, they would not be shaken - however his previous loyalties would be a problem. There was no doubting that. Especially the patriarch, Simon Huntington. Nodding, despite the bleakness of the situation, he looked forward to living in Nachton. It could only get more interesting.
((Hammer out))
Xeph
18 years ago
Xeph watched Hammer for a moment as he stood over Steyn's bed. It was impossible to tell what was going through his Beta's mind, but Xeph knew that if anyone could teach the man about their Pack and inspire him to loyalty, it was Hammer.
He checked on the man one last time, his eyes running over him in a practiced manner, and then moved to the various machines he'd over-ridden before and set them all back properly.
"Call me if you need me."
He clapped Hammer on the shoulder and let his hand stay there for a moment.
"I'd like to speak with him when he's able."
((ooc: Xeph out.))
He checked on the man one last time, his eyes running over him in a practiced manner, and then moved to the various machines he'd over-ridden before and set them all back properly.
"Call me if you need me."
He clapped Hammer on the shoulder and let his hand stay there for a moment.
"I'd like to speak with him when he's able."
((ooc: Xeph out.))