[b][right]Present Day:[/right][/b]
[right][sup]Interacting with: Eilidh [@spicykvnt][/sup][/right]

The shadows lanced out, his ring vibrated, and sent a chill through his body warning him of danger ahead. He merely smiled. While he had originally planned for this to be a stealthy operation things had went the way they [i]typically[/i] did whenever the renegades were involved. Still, there was something waiting for him on the top levels of the tower. Where Conor was going was [i]far[/i] riskier. The residential level. His quarters [i]were[/i] relatively close to the lift. The issue was going to be getting in without anyone hearing him.  Pulling the doors open just enough for him to get through he slipped down the hallway. 

If anyone happened to notice, they would notice the shadows in the hall bulge as he made his way down towards his room. He thought he saw the door of the living area open and without a second hesitation he slapped his hand on his door. It allowed him entry and he slammed it behind him. Cursing quietly, hoping that whoever had opened the door hadn't seen that. Not that it would matter for a time. Hands running over his door the room sealed itself, sealing him in. It would take an excessive amount of force to break through the wards. Wards that he [i]should[/i] in hindsight used at his main library. Though in all likelihood Constantine would have lucked his way through disabling them, and never turned them back on again leading to the exact same result.

Conor sighed. There was part of his heart that still viewed this as home. It was exactly the same, albeit with a thin layer of dust that covered everything. He looked over to the small seating area. He had read to Eilidh stories of wisps, fae and kelpies there. While CeCe sat in her own chair reading books of equal age, but more whimsical and fantastical. 

At the desk, he had researched many things. He had tried to get an understanding of Varos magic. There was a small target against a far wall, still burned and signed from where him and Selene had practiced their magical strikes in friendly competition to see what school of magic was better.

Not that they ever got an answer. Walking over to the desk he ran a hand over a still open book on the Mayan gods, smiling sadly. Gabi had so much power, and yet so much she had to learn. So much he owed her to discover, and like the rest of them, he had abandoned them with no explanation.

Sighing he took off the ring and felt the warmth return to his body, placing it on the desk. He closed his eyes and concentrated, clearing his mind as best he could in a technique he and Eilidh had developed. 

He cast his mind out. [color=green]"Don't panic Eilidh. I am in tower. To get defenses to stand down say aloud - 'Lucky Charm'-"[/color] Julian always liked to think he was funny. [color=green]"-Please keep my secret."[/color]