Digital Shadow
After dropping Andy off, the freelance woman flew away and went on with her life. A small part of her wondered what happened to him but she was unable to find out anything. With her slicing and researching abilities, this was quite a surprise. One day, though, she found a mysterious message waiting for her.
It wasn't delivered via email, but somehow, it appeared in her inbox. There was no return address but there was a name attached. Andulf was trying to reach out to her. Their last adventure had been something to remember, and Aren smiled a bit at the memory.
The message was simple. It requested a meeting at a location and time. She just hoped nobody was going to shoot at them. Not having a way to respond, she knew she needed to go. Hopefully, he would consider traveling time and not leave before she arrived.
Luckily, he remembered she lived on Denon and made the meeting place there. Smiling as she ran a brush through her hair, she put her jacket on and left her flat. Her flat was more than a single room but an entire floor of a building. Courtesy of her first Master. When he died, it had been left to her, and she was pleased he had thought to include her in his will, even if this was the only thing she had of him.
They were about equal in height, and she hoped she would recognize him. Walking along the damp streets, she was glad to have brought her jacket. Pulling her hood over her hair, she also hoped he would know who she was as she walked over to him.
"Care to get out of the rain? My place isn't too far from here, and you don't have to worry about getting attacked."
Andulf Nicholas Teraan
It wasn't delivered via email, but somehow, it appeared in her inbox. There was no return address but there was a name attached. Andulf was trying to reach out to her. Their last adventure had been something to remember, and Aren smiled a bit at the memory.
The message was simple. It requested a meeting at a location and time. She just hoped nobody was going to shoot at them. Not having a way to respond, she knew she needed to go. Hopefully, he would consider traveling time and not leave before she arrived.
Luckily, he remembered she lived on Denon and made the meeting place there. Smiling as she ran a brush through her hair, she put her jacket on and left her flat. Her flat was more than a single room but an entire floor of a building. Courtesy of her first Master. When he died, it had been left to her, and she was pleased he had thought to include her in his will, even if this was the only thing she had of him.
They were about equal in height, and she hoped she would recognize him. Walking along the damp streets, she was glad to have brought her jacket. Pulling her hood over her hair, she also hoped he would know who she was as she walked over to him.
"Care to get out of the rain? My place isn't too far from here, and you don't have to worry about getting attacked."
Andulf Nicholas Teraan