[Legacy's Edge]
p28. 2-2
Joe: "Father Dariu..."
Darius: "Not at the moment. You see, I was murdered on Holy Ground, by your people no less!"
Joe: "His name was James Horton and he led a fanatical group of rogue killers. They DID NOT represent the Watchers or what we stand for! Your death was mourned by Immortals and Watchers alike."
Darius: "I've done my own watching since I awoke. First was the pain! Like being born again through lightning. Then the confusion and doubt of it all. No pearly gates or Saint Peter waiting for me... Just darkness, then the light! It was like a split second and an eternity all at once."
[He looks over to Ramirez.]
Darius: "Wouldn't you agree?"
[Ramirez silently nods his head.]
Darius: "So you'll understand my hesitation in donning the cloth again, nor the desire not to be recognized in it during these recent years. Easier to navigate around Watcher eyes that way!"
Joe: "How long have you been awake?"
Darius: "Long enough to have watched and studied your people. Long enough to know that you now work with Immortals instead of hunting us, and that your cause is JUST! This fate has been foretold for centuries. Nostradamus himself used to tell me of it during our private studies. Strategy would suggest you're moving us. May I inquire as to where exactly?"
[Joe hands him a Watcher file to see the details for himself.]
Darius: "You've found and refortified the KEEP! I conquered this site in..."
Joe: "...in the 7th Century! Your military campaigns and strategies were required studies during my recruitment years."
[Darius glances at Joe and Ramirez with the smirk of an impressed schoolteacher as he looks over the KEEP details.]
Ramirez: "We are at your service. But time is short. We must MOVE!"
[Darius winks at Ramirez as he hands the file back to Joe with a hand shake.]
Darius: "Then a game of blitz chess it is! Let us go together."
P29.
Rebecca: "Ramirez and the others are on their way back, but I'm going to need your help soon!"
Hatalyah: "How exactly?"
Rebecca: "You worked with Quentin's father in the antiquity business and the black market surrounding it back then. How are your sleight of hand skills?"
Hatalyah: "Pretty good, but Connor was a talented lifter! We taught each other a thing or two."
Rebecca: "Is it true you helped raise his daughter in the 1950's and 60's?"
[Hatalyah smiles at the memory of that time.]
Hatalyah: "Yes... Rachel! He found her during World War II and I found him working some trade scheme between Bengal and Prague in 1947. We became business partners and..."
Rebecca: "...Just business?"
[Hatalyah leans back with a smile and a sigh as she remembers and blushes slightly.]
Hatalyah: "There were benefits, but we kept it professional and strictly friends around Rachel. She was so sweet and special!"
[Hatalyah's smile softly drops.]
"She wanted us to be together, but Connor and I had our... reservations! It takes its toll on you both when you've buried more than you have actually loved."
Rebecca: "I understand!"
Hatalyah: "So tell me, what am I lifting!?"
Rebecca: "When the first of us arrived here, we were given three master keys to the vaults. One of us does not need a master, nor is trusted with one... so I need you to swap it without notice! The timing must be impeccable because I need you to do this the night of the elixir, just before we go under. This will take preparation and observation."
[Hatalyah rolls her eyes and scoffs softly.]
Hatalyah: "Oh... so NO pressure at all then? Just like Connor and his ploys."
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