’ Cloak. ‘Then what was the point in coming this far, only to return to where I came from?’ A shriek. CIC. ‘Points… you want points? Points ... have, points I can give you,’ and with this he unsheathed a hitherto unnoticed sword from his side and pressed the tip forcefully into the shoulder of his would-be ally. ‘Here’s a point for you. Any other points are mine to know, do we understand?’ The pressure released on his sword, and the skin that was being displaced returned, but the silhouette. As he emptied the pack, he began to realize how much of a sheltered life he had lived. He knew he had very few skills that would allow him to survive in the wild on his own. His parents had focused on him learning to use the inborn powers that had been inherited from his mother. He had found them, and now he was sure these powers had cost her, her life. He hoped that those that still lived did not come after him. He could not stop them in a fight. Those were skills his parents had not seen fit. It was really exciting but the thought of getting caught scared the shit out of me anyway I made my mind up I was going to give it a try, I didn't have the best camera phone but I thought anything is better than nothing, I made a point of everytime I was at her flat I would sit opposite her with my camera app on, always pretending to text on Facebook whilst pointing it in her direction, One day I was there I got a couple of great shots as she stood up to do something, unbeknowing to her I slid. ”“You’re grumpy today, David,” came the voice of Herrick from somewhere behind me.“Trying to keep up with Kirim, she’s somewhat ... demanding,” I chuckled. “But I can forgive the rudeness when I’m wearing the torc, but not when I’m up here without it.”“Yes, I see your point,” he nodded. “Monitor Vilgra, you should be more prepared to act upon what you see, not what your notes tell you.”“But there is nothing in his notes ... just a tri-dee image and a designation, subject 1341,” she.