Mojack

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**Kyrios** - the main thing is that he’s protective. - not necessarily overprotective, or hovering over your shoulder like you’ll hurt yourself, but ***protective.*** - in the aspect that if y...

A plan. In a way, there was one…though a major roadblock was presented, seeing as how Kyrios had ended up in a world that he did not recognize. He had been trying not too think too much about a...

*Is she?* Oh, Istrad. There were a great many things Kyrios could say about her, most, if not all of them, very negative. He might owe his existence to her. Doesn’t mean he has to like her....

The answer caused a bit of familiarity to reach Kyrios’s mind. *My kid.* He continued to look at the photo a few more seconds. Looked young. A tad bit older than… No. *Not going to think of them ...

Inside the innards of the truck, Kyrios sat, kept to himself at this point. How it worked— he didn’t know. It moved. It was moving. And it made a noise he’d not heard before, which was saying somet...

Still, none of it made sense. Nicotine? Something you smoked when everything was too much to handle? At the offering, Kyrios looked at the cigarette like it was suspicious to him. He blinked. “N...

Kyrios watched the lighter with a certain amount of confusion, uncertainty, and perhaps wonder. How did it produce the sparks? The flame? Kyrios always had the ability to detect Aeth. And yet, ther...

*Bulletproof.* The term was rolled around in his head, and yet Kyrios could not determine what a bullet was. Presumably the projectile shot by the weapon currently aimed at him. Kyrios was not e...

*Eighty seven?* That’s old, for a human, Kyrios reckons. Maybe an Aeth user would give him some trouble. But an ordinary human in their eighties? Easy. The other words didn’t register qui...