AEDION
you cried wolf, so i came running.
am I the wolf or the savior?
Aedion notices the moment that Wessex decides to hang back, but he doesn’t mind. Instead, he’s still found companionship with Samuel, the other Ascended, and the others he hasn’t gotten the names of yet as they sprint down the stairs. But he chooses to move up, and as the others gather around him to begin the ascent to the top of the Spire, he palms a knife in his hand eagerly. And they all begin to file into the black obsidian building like ants under the guard of night. He doesn’t spend time to notice the group in the distance that have arrived to watch. He only notices the sheen of dark hair as Ashetta begins to step up the stairs.
He follows diligently on her heels, not knowing any one of them really but assuming they knew well enough to keep themselves safe that they would for him too. And it isn’t like Aedion isn’t smart enough to do it on his own, he just chooses to believe nobody would outwardly throw him under. Outlander or not. But he moves when Ashetta speaks, eyes scouting the darkness of the stairs with ease. The walls growling, stairs screaming, and spikes that descend and aim to kill. But with Ashetta’s words and his quick, new body, he manages to flatten to an opposite side and avoid them as well.
Capturing her glance for a moment, his steel eyes and face are serious but he nods to her in agreement to the entire thing being new and strange. He grits his teeth as he looks up the staircase further, momentarily scanning the area for any other hidden things as he continues with his group to ascend the Spire. “Eyes up.” His deep voice hums in response to Ashetta’s own warning. They were ascending the stairs, and Aedion was certain that if other things were to come to harm them it would be from the top, too. But he doesn’t know how well they can see, Aedion’s own eyes well accustomed to the dark with his new found body.
He finds some excitement in the allure of finding out – of being one of those that breached the Spire and hopefully releasing everyone from the cage of the bubble. And he is excited, albeit a bit nervous at what they might face, to be a part of it.
Aedion follows Ashetta up the stairs after dodging the blades!
He follows diligently on her heels, not knowing any one of them really but assuming they knew well enough to keep themselves safe that they would for him too. And it isn’t like Aedion isn’t smart enough to do it on his own, he just chooses to believe nobody would outwardly throw him under. Outlander or not. But he moves when Ashetta speaks, eyes scouting the darkness of the stairs with ease. The walls growling, stairs screaming, and spikes that descend and aim to kill. But with Ashetta’s words and his quick, new body, he manages to flatten to an opposite side and avoid them as well.
Capturing her glance for a moment, his steel eyes and face are serious but he nods to her in agreement to the entire thing being new and strange. He grits his teeth as he looks up the staircase further, momentarily scanning the area for any other hidden things as he continues with his group to ascend the Spire. “Eyes up.” His deep voice hums in response to Ashetta’s own warning. They were ascending the stairs, and Aedion was certain that if other things were to come to harm them it would be from the top, too. But he doesn’t know how well they can see, Aedion’s own eyes well accustomed to the dark with his new found body.
He finds some excitement in the allure of finding out – of being one of those that breached the Spire and hopefully releasing everyone from the cage of the bubble. And he is excited, albeit a bit nervous at what they might face, to be a part of it.
Aedion follows Ashetta up the stairs after dodging the blades!
is my smile to sharp, or just my teeth?
come a little closer.
