Post by Cesare DeFiore on Nov 1, 2011 21:10:30 GMT -8
Cesare listened intently, or as intently as he ever did when he wasn’t directly involved, which meant to say he was hardly listening at all as Casey went on to question this Andrew fellow. Who the Order did and did not accept into their fold was beyond him, and since he was SAVIOR and not Order, he really had no say in the matter. So instead of focusing his attention on the questioning at hand, Ces let his gaze wander over the faces of the other attendees. It was more than a little unsettling to realize he hardly recognized anyone in attendance aside from Miranda and Casey himself. Well he supposed Damien could count but really it was Miranda that knew the guy.
He leaned back in his chair and tried his damndest not to fidget around, something that was proving to be increasingly difficult for the SAVIOR agent. 10 minutes past, then 15, then 25… ”Hurry it up will you,” he thought to himself as the questioning continued. Thankfully, after another few minutes things seemed to be wrapping up and the Andrew guy was accepted into the fold. Good, now maybe they could get down to business. Unfortunately that hope was dashed when Casey went on to inform the room that there were two more potential candidates waiting to join. He turned to Miranda and silently mouthed ”Are you serious!”
”My son came back,”
That simple sentence brought Cesare’s attention right back onto Casey and he gave the man a curious look. He found the boy? Then what had he meant early by he sort of found him? If he was here then obviously he’d been found right? It was Casey’s next words that had Ces thinking the man finally gone crazy. His son. From the Future. How the hell did that even happen? ”You’re dead serious aren’t you? I mean that’s what you meant earlier by you ‘sort of’ found him? How is that even possible… they’d have to have a time turner or somethi—can a time turner even work like that?” He was curious now. Happy for Casey in that he found..err, sort of sound his son, but then again if this was the older version where was the younger one? He leaned forward in his chair again so he could rest his elbows on the table. ”So you have..uh 2 Julian’s now?”