A bright flash of aether crackled in front of the Mythril Wings Free Company house and a weary Elezen man, dressed in his finest for court, stumbled forward in a stupor of fatigue. Asheloux had just finished yet another long day navigating the social debacle that was Ishgard high society and he wore his weariness on his sleeve. The night air around the house was still and Asheloux quietly padded with perfectly trained silence towards the door.
Once in the safety of his own room, the lights flickered on before nearly stumbling over the pile of books next to his desk. He groaned as he finally slid into his desk chair. He sat there, motionlessly, for some time, dragging his hand over his face as to wipe the exhaustion away. As his hand dragged down his face, the crimson and gold blinder over his right eye gave way revealing the dull, white iris underneath. He winces as a familiar tug seems to pull at his skull as his own aether slowly started to leak.
“Damn…†He muttered quietly, lowering his hand onto a small stack of papers and pushing them to the floor, “It never ends here, does it?â€Â
Asheloux slowly and carefully extended his hand towards the bottom of his desk and briefly channeled a bit of aether into the wood. An ornate symbol flashed briefly before the panel immediately gave way. Inside the panel was another panel. Leaning into the desk, his white eye searches the area, mapping out an intricate flow of aether in his vision before finding a fixed gap. He tapped a single finger against the empty area and the panel gave way once more.
Inside was a strange contraption covered by a single cut of ivory, silk cloth. He peels it away, revealing two, small metalic-like modules. The workings of the modules were Allagan in design, though currently no light looped through either of them. He reached into the pocket of his robe to pull out two, glowing, blue-ish white crystal. He carefully placed each one on pads attached to the modules and they immediately sprung to life with a low hum. The familiar current flowed freely through the modules and Asheloux nodded with approval.
‘The me six years ago would be furious knowing he would end up losing an eye and causing much injury just build such machine from mere scraps pulled from a storage room,’ He thought to himself as he immediately erased the smirk that had snuck onto his features. Placing a paper weight on one of the modules, he waited only a moment for it to vanish and reappear on the other.Â
“At least it works…†he said out loud before glancing towards the sliding door that divided his chamber. Â
He immediately stood up from his desk and pushed the door open. There were two empty beds facing him as he gazed into the darkness. At some point his breath had caught and he immediately found himself gasping for air as though he had been holding it in for a long time. Just as soon as he had started the experiment, he ended it, replacing the device, locking all the wards that concealed it, and replacing the blinder of his eye.
He wandered to his own bed at the far end of the divide, sliding past a mountain of books to fall flat on his face in the bedding. He rolled onto his side and stared at the empty bed next to his. His eye narrowed and a frown followed.
“What am I so worried about…?†He rolled over the other way towards the window and sighed heavily, shaking his head, "Azys Lla will be a nice distraction, I guess."
Once in the safety of his own room, the lights flickered on before nearly stumbling over the pile of books next to his desk. He groaned as he finally slid into his desk chair. He sat there, motionlessly, for some time, dragging his hand over his face as to wipe the exhaustion away. As his hand dragged down his face, the crimson and gold blinder over his right eye gave way revealing the dull, white iris underneath. He winces as a familiar tug seems to pull at his skull as his own aether slowly started to leak.
“Damn…†He muttered quietly, lowering his hand onto a small stack of papers and pushing them to the floor, “It never ends here, does it?â€Â
Asheloux slowly and carefully extended his hand towards the bottom of his desk and briefly channeled a bit of aether into the wood. An ornate symbol flashed briefly before the panel immediately gave way. Inside the panel was another panel. Leaning into the desk, his white eye searches the area, mapping out an intricate flow of aether in his vision before finding a fixed gap. He tapped a single finger against the empty area and the panel gave way once more.
Inside was a strange contraption covered by a single cut of ivory, silk cloth. He peels it away, revealing two, small metalic-like modules. The workings of the modules were Allagan in design, though currently no light looped through either of them. He reached into the pocket of his robe to pull out two, glowing, blue-ish white crystal. He carefully placed each one on pads attached to the modules and they immediately sprung to life with a low hum. The familiar current flowed freely through the modules and Asheloux nodded with approval.
‘The me six years ago would be furious knowing he would end up losing an eye and causing much injury just build such machine from mere scraps pulled from a storage room,’ He thought to himself as he immediately erased the smirk that had snuck onto his features. Placing a paper weight on one of the modules, he waited only a moment for it to vanish and reappear on the other.Â
“At least it works…†he said out loud before glancing towards the sliding door that divided his chamber. Â
He immediately stood up from his desk and pushed the door open. There were two empty beds facing him as he gazed into the darkness. At some point his breath had caught and he immediately found himself gasping for air as though he had been holding it in for a long time. Just as soon as he had started the experiment, he ended it, replacing the device, locking all the wards that concealed it, and replacing the blinder of his eye.
He wandered to his own bed at the far end of the divide, sliding past a mountain of books to fall flat on his face in the bedding. He rolled onto his side and stared at the empty bed next to his. His eye narrowed and a frown followed.
“What am I so worried about…?†He rolled over the other way towards the window and sighed heavily, shaking his head, "Azys Lla will be a nice distraction, I guess."
