Private A Candle in the Dark

[Matthew of Valendale]

TAGS: Roten
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"Good." Once Matthew had his weapons, he escorted the little purple fuzzball outside into the wilds. The morning sun cast long shadows as they walked, the crisp air filled with the scent of wildflowers. They took a small walk and eventually ended up a good distance from the ship, the Exonerator. It was still in sight, a glimmering silhouette against the horizon, but it would take at least five minutes to run back.

Matthew surveyed the area, noting the rustling of the tall grass and the distant calls of unseen creatures. "You've four hours," he said, his voice steady and commanding as he parked a speeder in the clearing. The tall grass swayed gently around them, creating a natural amphitheater of whispering blades.

He eased back in the seat, remaining maskless, the light breeze ruffling his hair. The little fuzzball glanced around, its wide eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Matthew's expression softened momentarily. "Stay sharp and stay safe." he added, a hint of a smile playing at his lips.

 

[Roten]

Aurelian
Tags: Matthew of Valendale

"You got it boss."

Roten placed one of his kunai into his mouth and proceeded to break out into a full sprint into the jungle, leaping up into the trees and vanishing into the foliage. Four hours. That was all he needed to find and kill the biggest monster on the planet. And boy was he itching for a good fight. Hopefully the exact thing he needed was out here.

And all of the useful bits and bobs that came with it. He could make all kinds of weapons from the bones.

 

[Matthew of Valendale]

TAGS: Roten ​

Matthew stood outside, waiting with a calm patience that belied the vigilance in his eyes. He held a data pad, its screen flickering with the signal of the small med tracer he had discreetly attached. The boy had been given free rein for now, allowed to wander as he pleased, but Matthew's watchful gaze never strayed far. The little monster was unpredictable, after all, and Matthew knew that even in this brief moment of freedom, he needed to be ready for anything.