Snippet #2382487

Nate had been staring out the passenger window for quite some time. These things, the passed happenings weighing heavily on his mind. It was showing, it had been for some time, though like many a times before Nate kept mostly to himself about it. As they were approaching their destination, Nate turned about face, looking to the open door that Cardy had just opened. Unbuckling himself, after all, little trust did he hold for the pilot's skill in controlling the Helicopter. He made his way to the opening in the side of the copter. Seeing Cardy summon his 'pet', Nate held no hesitations and lept at the first chance he got. How did he hate the army more then any other group, if it weren't for Cardy and the armies own, busy-body, prowess... Nate would have nothing to do with them.

-"Another to deal with."- Nate had said but a few hours ago to his, most decent and beloved, apprentice. He couldn't help but wonder, had he described it properly? Now ever nearing his sister's beastly pet, his thoughts were in a mix, he couldn't help but think that with the appearance of this beast came along with it an Omen. "Things are churning..." He mumbled under the high winds that now surrounded their bare-backs. Not even steeling a glance to his disciple to check if he had quickly followed behind him, he knew he would be along timingly. With out the thought of reassurance that these weary feelings growing inside of him, to check if these dark thoughts were nothing but folly, he stole no look to the one person whom he could rely on. Full of him self and in the fragile trust he felt he had with his student, he felt too arrogant to think that these thoughts should worry him so and that Cardy was not ready to bear the weight of his worries...No. Nate caged these dark worries inside himself, just like the others. He would keep them away from Cardy.

"Let us finish this, quickly."