MIdgard the Golden knight knelt at his father's grave sight, he was already late for the meeting, this he knew. But The others knew of his ppromise to his father, the man who made him who he is today. Daven sighed and smiled at the unassuming headstone, it always gave him a smile at how spartan his father had always wanted to live. [I] A knight needed few luxuries, a roof, food, and a cot was all we need[/I] that had been his views on worldly possessions. Daven then bowed his head again, his face serious now, "A knight never falters, a knight is always vigilant when others lax, as a knight I promise fealty to my Lady, and to those above me who do my Ladies bidding. This I promise to thee for now until I leave this world. This is my oath of fealty...and it in a way your's father you just didn't know it yet." Midgard says standing, he touches the top of the headstone one more time and feels a ping on his wrist communicator. He touches his tome, his powerful and beautiful blade leaping out from the book, he felt odd now. Now that his mind was focused on the living again he opens a comm with one of his subordinates

"What is it?" He calmly asks, the man, a lieutenant by the looks of it turned to him and nodded "Sir it seems we've been attacked, one explosion and one fire were set off inside the city, one near the Citadel and the other at a construction site." Midgard nods, his pale blue eyes looking up and noticing the smoke from the two areas "I'll head towards the Citadel, send three squads to the bomb site and two towards the construction site. I would like whoever this is captured alive, if any Justicars are about tell the squad leaders to defer to their commands, Midgard out." He says and disconnects the feed, He was perhaps the only one who wore normal clothing outside, normally because his tome protected him from attacks, summoning the armor to his body without him pushing it too, here he smiled and took a hold of his tome Iudicium and it flashes, becoming golden lights that take the shape of the armor around his body, the griffon painting forming the helm on his head, he then sheathes his sword and moves quickly towards teh Citadel and the safety of the the Superior. 

He finally enters the Citadel and looks around. He unsheathed his sword and started his own search, moving to the meeting room and finding Yggdrasil and Asgard already there he gives them a small bow and sees teh shattered glass and get's an off feeling from around them. "Has anyone tried anything on the Superior?" He asks moving towards the window and looking down, then up. Maybe some would be stupid enough to try it, he finally looks towards the other two and takes his helmet off, his pale blue eyes full of youth still and his raven black hair fit neatly into a ponytail inside the helmet. He set's the helm down on the table where his seat is, he was no slouch when it came to his looks, however he did nothing to them, so his fine features just were there. He shifts his weight, moving to the balls of is feet, he planned on jumping to the room but decided against it, it would be better for him to stay here with the others and protect their Lady.