SOE: Around the Third Day

Around the Third Day
By GZ

Seventy eight hours was a long time, and had the missing man been anyone other then Babylon he would have opted to stop looking long ago. But with no trace of him, there was still hope that the man had some how escaped and had limped off some where to heal his wounds. Serafin and Genn had taken charge over the knights each needing the support in the areas that the other was lacking in. Together they were not to terrible as a leader.

Cyrax had been located, currently he was in the hospital recovering from surgery. The Telepath was out of commission for the moment, and they had resorted to using cell phones of all things to communicate. It seemed silly to do, but the radios they did have where not nearly strong enough to cover the distances that they were traversing.

After Caldonius had been taken from them, and they had... learned of such, the group had shortly stuck together. That however was counter productive. He was not sure how the rest of the group had delegated, but he was off on his own or well mostly his own.

Eats'all rumbled under him happily as he padded along, the pair getting odd looks as the went. He had taken to wearing a simple cloak to hide his armor, and had his license and excuse on had for riding a MED around Saklars Capitol. Despite the stress and what he was really doing he allowed himself to try and relax, Eats'all being an attraction to children apparently. He missed his boys, he missed Lyph.

He was nervous about their safety in all of this.

Urging Eats'all along the two found a more private spot to do something that he had never done before, something that was possibly incredibly stupid as they could be being monitored.. He called his uncle.

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Iszac yawned, glancing at his phone to see who it was; before ignoring the unknown number. He was tired, he was going to nap. He didn't need to talk to some stranger that had randomly gotten his number. The phone stopped ringing and he settled into happy silence, and then it did it again... same number. On the fifth try he finally picked up "This is being Mr. Iszac Vovesnia, may I be asking what I call you by?"

"Iszac it's Serafin..." He paused a moment "I need you to contact Rotger and Yaz, I need them to do somethings for me."

"Somethings? What is being wrong Serafin, It is not like you to be doing this thing." Iszac frowned, he didn't expect to be told what had happened; he knew something had gone wrong.

"I know... I want them to go to Khaev for a while to help Lyph with the boys, I have work and may not be back for some time."

"This I am sure they will be doing, what about Evan and Mathis?"

"I hardly trust Evan, he has betrayed the family in the past. And Mathis can not stand children, Yaz and Rotger will have to do." He said calmly.

"But you would be liking if more help was going? What has you afraid so?" Things were only becoming more concerning

"I... can not say, it has to do with Work."

Iszac paused for a long while "I understand... Will be needing anything else?"

"I'd like to get the permeants in order to have Blackie Shipped to meet me on Saklar or Cruix and Eats'all shipped back to Khaev."

"That bad?"

"He's to old for this, he fights like he is young still; but I can see it between. He is getting stiff, sleeping more. His time is coming up fast. My only regret is I may not be there to see him off." Serafin fondly stroked his beasts side, getting another happy rumble from the monster.

"I'll have it done, I just hope Ebber has the strength to crate the monster." Iszac smiled "Your are... being okay?" Iszac asked in a worried tone.

"I will be fine... I... I... love you Uncle Iszac, and the others as well. Make sure they know that. I will call Lyph and the boys later, make sure someone tells her that."

"I will, I love you as well Nephew."

Nothing further needed to be said, and a few hours later Rotger and Yaz where on their way to Khaev with very little understanding of what was going on. They would surely find out eventually however.