At the end of the hall within eye-shot of the lab doors two guards held their positions. Their reinforced buff jackets providing a bit of warmth in the cool hallways as they cooled their heels in conjunction with their orders.<br/><br/>"What do you think is going on behind that door?" The taller of the two pressed the shorter older man as he leaned his pike against the wall.<br/><br/>"We are here in case they raise a ruckus worth notifying someone over." The older gent said through his full mustache.<br/><br/>"Really? A ruckus? The lab tech weighs as much as my pike and the other with her couldn't pin a sail in a light breeze, what could they get up to that would be worth notifying." The taller turned to look back down the hall toward the banquet, that had been worth watching.<br/><br/>"Settle in kid, we watch that door, not the hall, and depending on the type, be it tech or friendlier, we could be here for a good stretch." The older gentleman crossed his arms, his own pike nestled comfortably inside the crook of his arm.<br/><br/>Then a pouring pf plasma gold seared from the cracks in the door, and flowed down the hall. The older gent reacted, bracing his pike against his foot, but holding before presenting it in threat, he had seen this once before and it had been their leader. Knowing they had abilities he could not understand, he prepared.  "Kerns, notify the commander. I'lll hold. And get me some backup, yesterday!"<br/>The taller, younger one, lost his footing as the liquid light seemed to wash forward to engulf them, and he scrambled once engulfed as a man swimming against the current. He was almost twenty feet from where his pike leaned, when he realized that the light was just that. At the order from the older gent, he rolled over and dashing down the hall, finally got his footing under him. The soldier left nary a thought for the pike that still leaned against the wall.<br/><br/>*************************************************************************************************************************************<br/><br/>"You have got to be kidding me, he just left the dinner." The guard looked to her companion as they followed along the path the Captain had taken with his consort. Just as they neared the corner of the hall leading to the guest quarters, she halted, was that the sounds of a scuffle? The gasp, was soon covered by the wet sounds of kissing, the two guards decided that discretion was the better part of valor and held their positions, knowing that the other end of the hall ended in this quarter's barracks. The two looked at each other, wistful glances being all they could share during duty, and settled in for the audio that would fuel their yearnings in hours to come. As they did, they saw Ren and Spark moving towards the training wings. Lots of activity here tonight Heron was going to have kittens. The two smirked to each other again.<br/><br/>*************************************************************************************************************************************<br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/7/7d/Commander_-_4.jpg/450px-Commander_-_4.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Ashen Heron (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XxXRLF3ZMW-zhaOxmoL-K7BTXP3tiH8Bu3DZTg3T7ug/edit#)</strong></span><br/><br/>Again the doors to the Hall opened and a young page in guard livery came forward to notify Heron from his right side. The Captain has left with a female towards the guest wing. Again the Captain dismissed the page with two fingers.<br/><br/>Moments later as Spark escorted Ren from the room, yet another youth in guard livery cut across the room to notify the Fire Aspect. He wondered why he had even decided to come to this meal, if he wasn't going to be able to represent. Then the beauty, Nara, returned, her words offered something more than he could accept, for tonight at least. Though she never seemed to open to him before this. The god-blood did appeal, and as a tryst may be approved, though his family has great plans for him. He eyed her fully as she suggested romance in the air. A daughter of Umari, how could that go wrong he wondered.<br/><br/>The doors to the banquet open again, through them for just a glimpse a formation of soldiers breastplates shield and sword presented await. A single soldier in reinforced buff jacket, wearing his helmet approaches the high table, to the right of Ashen Heron. "An incident sir, you requested to be notified. The Reclamation District. Your presence is requested."<br/><br/>Raising his napkin to his lips, Heron bows his head to Spark Naru, "It seems we must leave those entertainments to those who are more... available. My apologies." Turning to Umari, he offers a grave look, before rising, "My Lord, I beg your forgiveness, but something has arisen that I must attend." Without awaiting his lord's nod, Heron backs to the door, a quick scan of the room he noticed that both Yolhu and he were being drawn from the room, he nodded gravely to Orchid.<br/><br/>As he moved for the door, Naru shadowed his movements, this would prove interesting in the least.