Another busy day had come to a close. Gattius set his instruments and tools away for the night. Every vial cleaned, every document filed, every syringe capped. Gattius ran his clinic with meticulous efficiency - a place for everything, and everything in place! He took great pride in this; his domain. The doors had only been open a few weeks, but already heād drummed up quite a roster of regulars. Some pleasant, like the Brother Dawnwing, with the bunions. Gattius always enjoyed their visits, and discussions about the Light. He also enjoyed visits from Illyanna; her skin rash and laughter were both infectious! Gatius did his best to curb the former, and incite the latter.
Others wereā¦ less pleasant. Like the kleptomaniac child, Talen, Gattius had to search after every checkup. Last time, he almost snuck out with two scalpels! Or Cybilla, the woman in her third trimester who wouldnāt stop flirting with him! She took it as a sign he was single when he didnāt wear his wedding ring during her pelvic examā¦ a mistake he tried rectifying by hanging more pictures of him with Syrielle, Tannis, or both of them up around the exam room. Cybilla wasnāt getting the hints, regardless.
Even so! Overall, the work was rewarding. It felt good to Gattius, to get back to his medical roots. His days in Eversong both during and following Doctor Starfrostās tutelage were among his fondest of medicine-practicing memories. The clinic reminded him of those days, in all the best ways. He put out the last of the enchanted lanterns, darkening the exam room to a dim glow. He smiled, sighed contently, and closed the door behind him.
He couldnāt head to bed just yet - a few records needed to be reviewed in his office, first. He stepped next door, and sat down atop his couch - that, too, brought back fond memories of a rather different time in his life. He settled in, leaning back against the arm rest, as he opened the first of the stack of folders he had to review before he could turn in. He didnāt care for this part as much - the paperwork side of the clinic was such a bore. Important, but hardly exciting! Heād considered hiring a clerk to manage such thingsā¦ but he couldnāt deny the benefit of the personal familiarity. He felt he could better serve his patients if he knew their cases inside and out. It was a sacrifice, to be sure. But worth it, to be the best medical provider he could be!
His body missed the memo, unfortunately. The boring words on the parchments began to blur, serving less to inform Gattius and more to exhaust him. He felt his eyelids grow heavy, a deep yawn escaping him. He re-positioned slightly, in a final attempt to review the first fileā¦ but to no avail. His head slumped, eyes closing slowly, as he drifted away.
~*~
ā... Lad? Yer not dead, are yeh?ā
Gattius started to stir. He recognized that voiceā¦ but it couldnāt be. His eyes fluttered open.
ā--Wh-whoā¦?ā he mumbled, as blurs came into focus.
āThree guesses, lad!ā the voice chuckledā¦ almost sensually.
No, definitely sensually - Gattius felt a pair of lips press to his. A tongue penetrating his mouth to meet with his own. He crooned in sleepy response, deepening the kiss! It was familiarā¦ but after a moment, he realized it wasnāt Syrielleās! He blinked rapidly, the fatigued haze parting to revealā¦ a Void Elf!?
ā--Gah!ā
Gattius quickly shoved the late-night infiltrator back off of him! He reached into his boot, and pulled out a black-metal dagger!
āWhat the fuck!? Who are you and whatāre you doing in here!?ā
ā--Calm yerself, lad! Tch, yer jumpy as eāer, ainātcha?ā the Void Elf chuckled, grinning.
[9]
āShut up!ā Gattius shouted, eyes narrow - and glowing bright. āHowād you get in here? What do you want?ā
He sat up fully, dagger still drawn. Heād never seen this elf beforeā¦ how did he seem to know him? Why did he talk like that? Why did he kiss him so passionately?
āLadā¦ lad, itās me! Itās Alteris!ā the Void Elf brought his hands up, defensively. āI know Iām lookinā a wee bit strange, aye? But I promise yeh, itās me! How can I prove it?ā
Gattius wasnāt convinced! He kept his dagger drawn and ready, eyes trained on the intruder like a hawk!
āJ-Justā¦ shut up!ā he shouted again, shaking his head. āYouāre not Alt! Heās dead! Long dead!ā
The Void Elf frowned some, hands still up and in plain sight.
ā--Ayeā¦ā he admitted. āThatās true, lad. I died a while back. But eāen death cannae keep me from yeh. What we had was too strong, aye? Iām āere tābe with yeh again, like old times. Just fer tānight, if youāll have me.ā
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Gattius lowered his dagger slightly. Could it be? It certainly sounded like Alteris. It lookedā¦ maybe a little like him? He couldnāt be sure. His head was still swimming, trying to make sense of all this. No, noā¦ Alteris said he wouldnāt visit him again! This had to be an imposter! Perhaps the Renādorei had probed his mind, in an attempt to glean something they could use against him? The accent did sound a little odd, with that ethereal echoā¦
āGet the fuck out of here, whoever you are!ā he glared at the Void Elf once more. āI wonāt warn you again.ā
The Void Elf rolled his eyes, exhaling an agitated sigh. He stepped forward, as he reached into his pocket!
āDammit, lad! Yer as stubborn as a mule!ā he grumbled, pulling something from his pocket. āYeh want proof? Here! I--ā
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His words were cut off, as a swift strike caught him across his throat! Gattius lashed out with his dagger, slicing through the Void Elfās neck. His eyes showed no mercy, no remorseā¦ he did warn him, after all! There was no way, Gattius thought, that this Void Elf could possibly be Alteris! Just an intruder here to threaten him, the kingdomā¦ his familyā¦ Gattius would have none of it!
He didnāt expect, however, for the Void Elf to simply vanish! The strike landed. He felt it! He saw it! And yet no body remained, no corpse to identify. In a cloud of darkness, the intruder was simplyā¦ gone.
A light clatter on the floor at his feet caught his attention, however. Gattius looked down to see a familiar silver cigarette case resting where the Void Elf once stood. He gaspedā¦ it was the one Alteris used to use. Gattius thought it lost forever after he couldnāt find it! How did it get here? Heād scoured the office time and time again, looking for the precious keepsake. Yet here it wasā¦ he bent down to pick it up, thoughtfully.
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