Post by Gideon Conleth on Mar 3, 2013 12:21:17 GMT -8
Six or seven months? Gideon would have gone crazy if that were the case in his life. Flying was a release for the young professor, it was a necessity for him. With the stress of the school, Dresden's wows and SAVIOUR sometimes Gideon just needed some time alone. Time alone yes, but it was still a welcome change to have Dresden along. He clearly needed it as well.
Oh Dresden, what had he got himself into? Sure Renn was a nice enough girl, but was she worth this? Gideon had watched this all from the outside. He'd observed this relationship from the beginning and had also picked up the pieces when she'd run for whatever reason. So she was back in his friend's life, but now what? She'd pulled him into this custody fight, in the Wizegot no less. Was she really that toxic?
Perhaps he was just being negative, honestly Gideon wasn't sure, but he did know he didn't like his friend being messed around by some chick who could bat her eyelashes.
"You need to make time, Dressy. You'll go stir crazy in the stone prison."
Catching the quaffle was easier the second time, perhaps only because Gideon was anticipating it. He tucked it under his arm as he continued to drift along lazily, if a little haphazardly due to his dead weight of a leg.
"Every day sounds about right to me... We need it. Maybe find Milo too." Gideon tossed the quaffle back lazily and quite as precisely as it could have been.
"You know Dres, there are other things we could do together to..." Gideon had thought more than once about bringing Dresden into the fold of SAVIOUR. He was a good man, just didn't think about the world he inhabited. If he took his head out of books once in a while and had a look at what was going on? Well Gideon was sure he would join the good fight.
"What I was going tonight, we could always use a few more good men..."