Snippet #2500811

Rethyn shook his head a little as he tried to kill some of his nerves. He needed to get over the horrid feeling he got around these people. He couldn't hide forever. He had now become a member of this group in a way through his new found job as Tristan's guardian. Putting his hands into fists he walked down the stairs as he was now looking for Grayson. He needed an update on the house defenses and what was going on out there. He felt clueless about everything and he needed to get caught up to speed. He could no longer live the way he had the past four days.

The temptation to just teleport through all the rooms ate at the masked Rethyn as he continued looking for Grayson. Walking through another hall Rethyn spotted a few of the other sisters of Tristan. Resisting the initial urge to just vanish from site he tried his best to look casual as he passed by them. Rethyn also resisted the desire to teleport back upstairs to find Tristan to check up on him. He knew the guy was already safe as he was with that other guy. For a moment Rethyn tried to say the guys name in his mind but failed as he couldn't remember. However, he did remember the important bits about the pretty boy. Rethyn learned through undetected observation that Tristan was rather fond of the boy. One of the nights he distinctly remembered Tristan playing with a little flower like object. Clearly it had to of been a gift.

Finally Rethyn spotted Grayson! However, he was in company with others. This made things a little tricky as Rethyn felt the judging looks he would get from the others around him. Breathing deeply he knew this to be unavoidable. With slow controlled steps Rethyn walked up to Grayson quietly from behind as he tapped him on the shoulder. "Grayson, how are the defenses outside?" He asked bluntly. Quickly glancing to the others he felt a tingle at the back of his neck. They were looking at him.

Grayson turned and looked at the other, he actually hadn't had the time to get to know the young man. "Rethyn," he said, "we can discuss this elsewhere if you would like."

Grayson had read him like a book. Even though he thought he had his feelings on the situation concealed this man knew. He did however quite fancy the idea of being away from the others. Grayson was one of the few who didn't give him a look of judgement whenever he entered a room. "If you are able to then yes that would be nice."

He nodded his head, "We can go upstairs to a training room, they won't be in use at the moment."

With another quick glance to the others Rethyn looked back to Grayson as he merely nodded to the man.

Grayson left what he was doing and headed up to the training rooms, not really looking back to see if the other followed. He opened one of the doors and left it opened as he went inside.

With the knowledge of the location of the training room already in his mind Rethyn merely teleported there with a flash. Feeling a wave of relief, Rethyn sat in the middle of the training room as he watch Grayson enter the room. Adjusting his hood a little he merely gazed at the man. "Thank you." he murmured.

The teleporting didn't really surprise Grayson, "You asked about defenses, as I know it everything is still in working order. I've actually haven't had a chance to ask you about the possession the other night. Can you tell me anything about the goddess that attacked."

Scratching the back of his head through his hood briefly Rethyn said "In all honesty I have next to no idea how it got in. If Tristan hadn't of shattered that glass against the wall I would of never even of known it got through." Rethyn then paused as he looking down and to the left. He was having a hard time maintaining eye contact this day as it so far had been quite eventful with all of the new faces he met. "This may not make much sense, but believe me I was able to get the goddess out of him. I consumed her." Glancing back to Grayson, Rethyn tried to read the mans expressions as spoke to him.

He nodded as Rethyn explained everything, "I am still trying to figure out the how she got in part as well, she must just been so low level that nothing was detected. I think something else drew her inside as well. Like she was drawn to Tristan's sadness or something." He stopped pondering the next part, "Its what we do as guardian's get the gods out in the open, fight them as best we can. So you have a way to deal with them by consuming them inside. That is a rarity but not completely unheard of."


Nodding a little in return, Rethyn said simply "I'm a little new to this guardian path I have taken. I guess I am just going to have to adapt to it. If I even can." Rethyn finished with a puff of breath through his mask. Looking to Grayson, Rethyn then stood up as he walked to the entrance of the room to leave. "Thanks for the talk." Rethyn said quietly.

"Anytime," came Grayson's reply, he knew what Rethyn meant better then anyone. It did take time to adjust, even for the best of guardians. However Grayson had a feeling that wasn't the only thing Rethyn was adjusting too. He just hoped the other figured things without much trouble to himself or to others.