Post by Erek Blackmore on Aug 22, 2017 22:56:33 GMT -5
It had been three days-- yesterday, Erek had struck down Abel Blackmore and taken his position as the head of the London Branch. He'd spent the rest of that day researching everything about the clan he could-- the old training methods, the original laws, and he had begun to notice a pattern-- about two hundred years ago, the clan began to fall out-- inbreeding became acceptable, and the cost was significant in the power and development of individuals inside the clan. Now-- Erek had his sights set even higher, this family needed more than a slight rework-- it needed to have its entire roots dug up, and forced into the light with a new seed planted in its place.
He was going to change everything-- reinforce the training, remove the idiotic bigotry, he would put the clan through hell-- and force them to adapt or be removed. But before that, he had a promise to fulfill-- and more importantly, a point to prove with Seraphina's help. It was for this reason that Erek was currently inputting the phone number to the young woman's phone, raising it to his face as he waited patiently for her to pick up. Once she had, his voice would come forward in smooth Spanish just as their last meeting.
"Miss Rubeus, is your schedule open today?" Despite the formal question, his tone was playful-- clearly holding back a slight chuckle to go along with the question. Now that he was the branch head, he could do more than just train her in the forest-- the Blackmores had a solid training room, though it was nothing compared to what it would be redesigned as. he could bring her to the Blackmore residence not only to help her with her own goals, but also so that he could train her-- and use her as an example that he and Martin were not some rarity. Even outside the clan-- other Quincy were just as strong as they were.
The Blackmore, as a clan, needed to be knocked off this pedestal of ignorance and arrogance that they had been sitting on for the past two hundred years.
Tags: Seraphina
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He was going to change everything-- reinforce the training, remove the idiotic bigotry, he would put the clan through hell-- and force them to adapt or be removed. But before that, he had a promise to fulfill-- and more importantly, a point to prove with Seraphina's help. It was for this reason that Erek was currently inputting the phone number to the young woman's phone, raising it to his face as he waited patiently for her to pick up. Once she had, his voice would come forward in smooth Spanish just as their last meeting.
"Miss Rubeus, is your schedule open today?" Despite the formal question, his tone was playful-- clearly holding back a slight chuckle to go along with the question. Now that he was the branch head, he could do more than just train her in the forest-- the Blackmores had a solid training room, though it was nothing compared to what it would be redesigned as. he could bring her to the Blackmore residence not only to help her with her own goals, but also so that he could train her-- and use her as an example that he and Martin were not some rarity. Even outside the clan-- other Quincy were just as strong as they were.
The Blackmore, as a clan, needed to be knocked off this pedestal of ignorance and arrogance that they had been sitting on for the past two hundred years.
Tags: Seraphina
Post Words: 358
Thread Words: 358