Eye Of The Eclipse 38 Deep Pockets

Within both the mind of the twins and the short messy explanation that Chance provided them, the difference between the transfer which they had just mad and the transfer they were intending to make was literally…. Negligible.

Watching the twins unimpressed faces as his painstaking description, Chance felt as though he was staring into the eyes of a dead fish. "Ungrateful b.a.s.t.a.r.ds, go to sleep and stop b.i.t.c.hing."

In his mood, Chance flipped over onto his side before making a show of dragging his quilt over himself. Rob was still laying on his bed in contemplation while Rykar and Loki got up intending to settle in properly when two crisp claps resounded from the direction of Chance's bed.

Without a warning, the sunstones within the room went shut off, once again plunging them into darkness.

"Are you special? You realise we can't see right!?" Rykar shouted into the darkness after stubbing his little toe on the corner of something. Dropping to the ground, he clutched his foot as though it had just shattered.

"Heh."

A snort was his only reply as silence quickly enveloped the room.

*Pap… Pap pap*

The glow from the sun stones slowly spread into the room. Over two or three minutes, the hall was gradually restored to its previous state, overflowing with warm light.

Awakened from their slumber by the initial claps, Rob, Loki and Rykar rubbed their eyes as they struggled out of the quilts. Unlike Rob and Loki who sat up and jumped out of the bed after just a moment, Rykar was completely entangled within the quilt, only pulling himself free with some difficulty.

Due to the size of these beds, being twice as large as that he was used to, it was difficult for him to feel cosy, causing him to roll around till he felt a familiar constriction from the blanket in his sleep.

"I have some things to take care of, Rob take them around the city. Get them some food and new clothes along with... well, whatever else they want. The money in the box is for them." Chance threw a few suggestions over to the trio as he pulled a s.h.i.+rt over his head.

"Sure, where should we go first?" Rob asked groggily. Instead of an answer, a deep rumble shook the room as Rykar stood next to his bed sheepishly.

"Ok, food it is." Rob continued with a laugh. By the time they were all ready and making their way towards the exit, Chance had long since left out, seemingly in a hurry.

Running over before the others got a chance, Rykar grabbed the box that Chris had been forced to leave behind. Sliding off the lid, he found column upon column of s.h.i.+ny gold coins. They were all quite small yet neat and uniform in size and weight, only around a centimetre in diameter and two millimetres thick, making them easy to carry individually.

Despite the light weight, there were a few hundred of such coins within the box, making it quite heavy for its size.

"Just take a few, we don't need them all." Rob instructed when he saw Rykar lifting the entire box and walking towards the entrance.

"No need, I got it." Rykar wasn't to be dissuaded as he stood by the exit waiting for Rob and Loki.

"We can't walk around with that much gold, its like begging to be robbed. Leave it here." Annoyance could be heard in his voice as he began to feel the strain of looking after children from the get go.

"I said I got it." Rykar wasn't planning on explaining anything or entertaining Rob. He was even less inclined to reveal his ability to someone who had attacked them within the first second of meeting him.

"If we leave it here its just as bad. No one is here and all the others know about the box now. It makes no difference." Loki interjected the two as he walked over to the exit. Hearing the sense in his words, Rob stopped aiming to convince them despite his reservations.

He was only tasked with showing them around, the money was theirs. He wasn't there to babysit them. After a deep sigh, he relaxed the tension on his shoulders and his mind before leading the way out.

After another journey through the reeking tunnels, it only took them around half an hour before they opened up another man hole and climbed out, finding themselves in yet another alley.

"Ok, were only around an hour from the central district here, do you guys want to try street food or somewhere mo-" After looking back at the twins, Robs heart staggered in his chest. "Rykar, where's the box?" He asked in as calm a voice as he could manage.

"Don't worry, I got it." Rykar replied offhandedly.

From the first moment that they woke up, Rykar had been acting dismissively towards Rob despite his allegiance to Chance. This was slowly eroding his patience towards the twins and making his att.i.tude towards them more and more reserved and pa.s.sive.

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"You got it? Are you for real? Have you ever even been in the tunnels before last night? Do you know HOW MANY people go down there? Did you just f.u.c.k the box off into a corner thinking it would be safe?" But pa.s.sive didn't mean he wasn't p.i.s.sed. Rob's breathing quickened again as his teeth chattered in rage as he thought about the potential loss.

"I said don't worry, I got it. Let's go somewhere we can sit down and eat." Rykar said with a smile but his eyes continued to glance around the alley.

"Phewwww breath. Breathe Rob. In, out. In, out. Ok, lets go. If you didn't remember to bring anything with you, I'm not paying." Once again, after a few deep breaths, calm returned to Rob's face as he turned away and began walking away without urging the twins to follow.

The trip to the restaurant was much less lackl.u.s.tre compared to that the night before. Despite the day being much brighter, the sky no longer stimulated that wonderous and oppressive feeling while their hoods and the bustle allowed the twins to escape almost all unwanted attention.

Arriving at the restaurant, Rykar and Loki were once again let down when comparing reality to their expectations. Despite being too hungry to care, the restaurant was more like a room full of drunks which had been furnished by broken and mismatched tables. The air was laced with alcohol and smoke while the wooden flooring beneath them was damp enough for them to feel it through the bindings on their feet.

Rob led them towards a discrete corner before sitting down and calling a young boy over. "Bring us three roast platters and a jug of water." With only a nod, the boy ran off again, making his way between the other staggering customers with ease.

"Why here? Even the food hall in the camp was better than this." Rykar asked while scanning the area.

"Well firstly, I haven't had the pleasure of visiting your beloved camp. Secondly, why not here, do you know a better place? Yeah, I thought not." Instead of reacting badly to Rykars att.i.tude, Rob decided he would simply do the next best thing.

Make this outing as uncomfortable and uninteresting as possible for him.

Just thinking about all the locations and sights he would show them around the back alleys and shady food he would get them to eat made him feel bubbly inside. But first, a breakfast that was at least half decent was a must, especially seeing as he would be taking part in this meal with these brats.

What followed was over fifteen minutes of uncomfortable silence. Instead of looking around the room, Rykar decided that he would spend the time boring into Robs eyes while Rob refused to show any signs of discomfort, calmly staring back with a smile.

By the time the food clattered onto the table, both their eyes were dry to the point that they could probably strike a match off their surfaces, yet they refused to yield. As the water jug was placed in the centre of the table, it finally obstructed their sight as Rykar used this as a chance to look towards the waiter.

As if nothing happened, the trio began to gorge themselves on the platters of roast beef, chicken and vegetables that sat in front of them. With a generous helping of gravy, the twins had to admit that the quality of the food was a few steps above that of the furnis.h.i.+ng.

Mid way through the meal, Rykar gestured towards the same boy who had been patrolling the tables. As he rushed over and looked at him of the first time, the boy immediately went slack jawed as he stared dumbly at Rykar's face. The red and grey eyes seemed glaring even under the hood.

"Bring three more platters." Rykar asked while pointing at his plate. Without hearing him, the boy stood stock still for a while more before turning around and walking away in a daze. His previously seen nimbleness was now replaced by a ridged walk as he shuffled behind the counter once more.

As the plates were finally finished, a tall skinny man walked out from behind the counter with another three platters in his hands. As he stopped by the table and looked at Rykar and Loki, his eyes also shot up but he remained calm and steady as he pushed the platters in front of them while clearing the others away.

"Sorry, those are all mine." Rykar corrected as he moved the platters from in front of Rob and Loki, squis.h.i.+ng them over to his side of the table. "You guys want anything else?"

"I'm good." Rob replied after yet another deep breath.

"Do you have chicken and mushroom pie?" Loki asked. After getting an affirmative he requested the pie with extra gravy.

"That's seven silvers. I haven't seen you round here but with an appet.i.te like that, make sure to come back again haha. My boy is a bit shy, but he likes you so lets call it 5."

"Haha thanks." Rummaging in his pocket for a moment, Rykar pulled out 5 coins before dropping them in the man's hand. At this point both the tall man and Rob's eyes bulged as the five gold eyes caught the light.

"Haha my cousin is a bit slow at times. His parents sent us to sell off their life-stock and he's yet to learn the value of money." Rob stood up quickly and directly pulled four coins back from the man's hand while he was still in a dazed state. "Change for that would be great."

Sitting down again, he sipped from his gla.s.s as though nothing happened while the man laughed his agreement before walking away.

"Fair enough you might not know about money, but do you not even know f.u.c.king colours? Were you dropped as a child of something?!" Rob hissed across the table while throwing the coins back towards Rykar.

Despite not knowing the exact err in his actions, he could tell that he had definitely made a blunder. Thinking over the situation, Rykar made no attempt to refute Rob as he quietly began eating again after a word of apology.

Moments later the tall man returned with a large pouch which was resented to Rykar. Holding the pouch in both hands, he looked inside to find nearly a hundred glittering silver coins.

Handful by handful, he began to reach into the pouch and stuff the coins into his pocket, only pausing for a moment before reaching for another hand.

Seeing Rob looking over as though he was literally looking at a r.e.t.a.r.d, he spoke up. "Don't worry, I have really deep pockets."