!!z0ABcqUnNAP 04/22/12(Sun)20:32 No.18820990|
"I'm involved in something that has been going on for a long time, dad. An old fight between two groups, one magic, one not. There is an Order within the church, or with the church, that has been hunting down and more or less killing magic users for the last several hundred years. Marco killed me, actually killed me, and dumped me into the ocean. I was... Saved, by a witch, an immortal one. Her mind was trapped in the ocean, and Diego and I got her back her soul. Now we just need her body."
You continue to sum up everything your dad needs to know, as well as warning him about not getting involved or doing anything stupid. He nods in understanding.
"So now you get it, what Diego is helping me with, why we need the platinum."
"I get it." Your dad nods again, "I've wondered, for a long time, who the strange men were that took away children in the night, when I was in Afghanistan. This Order, it seems to fit the bill. I just have one question, can you show me? Some kind of proof? Something I can see?"
Before you can open your mouth, your dad's jaw drops slightly and his eyes widen. He looks from the seat next to you, back to you, back again to the seat, and down at the glass in his hand. His brow furrows for a moment, before he laughs.
"Well she's gotten you into some shit, but at least she's pretty, eh?" He chortles into the bourbon as he takes a drink.