The Citadel's Barracks, Private Quarters
0500 Hours
Monday
James's rather restless sleep was interrupted by a loud and representative fist slamming at his door. He raised his head to check out of his window, only to see he wasn't due up for a good hour or two. Before he dropped his head back into his pillow, he gave the offender a few choice curse words.
"It's too early, piss off!"Instead of doing as he asked, however, he was met with more, louder knocking. Groaning slightly to himself, he pulled himself from his bed and opened his door, standing in nothing but his trousers. He was met with two Holy Templars in full armour, staring at him with tense expressions. His eyes narrowed at the sight before he spoke in a irritated tone.
"What?"His Holiness Gregory Ascended Templar Markovic has requested your presence in his office. Please come with us."James however made no move to leave his quarters, instead opting to lean against the door with his arms crossed.
"What does that asshole Markovic want from Me?"The Templar on the right shifted in anger and the Templar on the left, stood further forwards, growled at him.
"His Holiness, Ascended Templar Markovic is a respected superior, and shall be treated as such!"James, however, was unfazed by the display. He looked directly into the Templar's eyes, his blood red irises piercing deep into the other man's mind, even through the helmet. His hands clenched around his upper arms but he didn't get up. Even so, the two Templars felt a small chill run through them.
"Don't start with that crap. Holy Templars or not, I won't hesitate to hand both your asses back to you on a serving tray. Now, what did he want me for?""His Holiness didn't tell us, only to collect you and escort you to his office.""Fine. I'll need 5 minutes."With that, he pushed the door shut and began to get dressed. Looping the blood red scarf around his neck, he went to grab the dark gold arm plating but stopped for a second. Ever since he was arrested, it felt too light without the Ward of Light. Shaking his head, he put on the armour and strapped his swords to his waist before he stepped into the hallway.
"Let's go."As James and his escort drew closer to the tower, some of the Holy Templars guarding it nodded to him as he passed. Although technically a higher rank than him, they recognised his skill and his position as an instructor, especially since the show he gave when he challenged 4 Holy Templars to two back-to-back, 2-on-1 duels and left the arena with barely more than a scratch. It wasn't until he was inside the tower and drawing closer to the Ascended Templar's office that he noticed the small group of mages, all bound and muzzled. He frowned at the display and made a step closer as one of the escorting Templars was about to shove one to the ground until...
"That's not your place to get involved, Instructor"James growled at the man, but he couldn't act. He was confident in his skill with a blade, but fighting 50 Holy Templars was out of the question. Instead, he gave the other man a scathing glare and continued on towards the office, his fist clenched.
"Whatever the asshole wanted me for, it had better be worth it."
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