The timer rang loudly in the room, and Kellen sighed heavily. Turning it off, and putting his phone down, Kellen began to stretch out his shoulders. He even got to his feet and stretched, touching his toes, feeling his shirt strain against his shoulders.
Thankfully, he wouldn’t have to worry about tearing his shirt anytime soon. He was going to be busy enough guiding everyone that he should drop a few pounds. He wouldn’t have to buy new uniforms again.
Was he sad he was losing muscle mass? Yes. But buying new clothes every time was getting pretty old. The uniforms weren’t cheap either, even if the Captain had given him a set without asking for anything in return.
Finally getting up to make that cup of tea he’d teased his escort with, Kellen peeked around the room to find what he was looking for. He found that the drawers under the t.v. that he had thought were just drawers, were, in fact, a pull up refreshment center and a drawer fridge. It was quite interesting and Kellen found that it was an amazing thing that they had done.
Well done Guiding Center C. Hiding it in plain sight.
Making himself some tea, Kellen munched on some grapes and a plate of cookies that they kept in the fridge. He saved most of the cookies for his tea, but enjoyed the fact that the cookies didn’t taste like they were from a store. They must have gotten someone to make them or ordered them in from a bakery. Kellen would have to look into that. It would be a nice touch.
As much as Kellen appreciated what Taylor did, the shakes were...getting old. Doing a little personal touch like this could be good for morale. Especially for the Guild right now.
Kellen enjoyed his tea, and the cookies and was about to pull on his jacket when he heard a scream. It was so loud he could hear it through the walls.
Going into fight or flight mode, Kellen rushed to his door, and cursed when he found it locked like he had anticipated. Hesitating for only a second, he slammed his body into the lock, watching as it shattered under his directed weight and attention, and yanked the door open. Listening to see if another scream was heard, Kellen winced when the ear-piercing sound of pain and anguish came from three doors down the hallway on his side. Rushing for the door, Kellen knocked loudly.
"Is everything alright in there?" He asked calmly, but firmly. The room fell deadly quiet.
"I-I’m fine." The Guide’s voice trembled and Kellen clenched his hands. He wasn’t sure if it was because he didn’t recognise Kellen’s voice, but that was not how Guides responded in situations like this.
Unless the Esper inside was in a dangerous state.
The elevator beeped at the exact same time that Kellen came to his conclusions, and glancing to the side to find the same woman from before with a few other members, Kellen nodded at her. Her eyes widened as he kicked the door in.
"Guide Woods!" Her voice rang out as Kellen took in what he felt was the grim scene before him.
The younger Guide was naked on the bed but was covering himself with a torn up piece of the bedsheets. His eyes were wide, watering, and clearly he was in shock. He was stick thin, on the verge of probably his 30 minutes, but the Esper?
Kellen wanted to kick his head in.
The man had wild eyes, and even though Kellen couldn’t sense it, he could tell the man was on edge. He wasn’t naked, and just had his top off and the zipper on his pants open. His cock was out, and Kellen wanted to strangle him for looking at such a young Guide with such disgusting eyes.
Kellen could tell the kid looked young. Young, young. Kellen knew that wasn’t the case, since working in one of the Guiding Centers meant that you had to be of legal age, but that only spoke badly on the Esper’s part. Kellen also didn’t know the man, and when he found his shirt, he realised he wasn’t wearing a Guild, or D. E. C. uniform. He was in plain clothes.
Grinding his teeth, Kellen marched forward and stood in front of the Guide. The Guide, who had started crying more when the door hit the wall, turned shocked eyes towards Kellen while the Esper fucking growled at Kellen.
"What do you think you are doing?" The Esper hissed angrily, and Kellen didn’t even bother trying to soothe him with a smile. Instead, he leveled a hard, angry gaze towards him.
"You’ve reached your limits with the Guide. You should know better." Kellen scolded, and the Esper snorted at him.
"You must be new here. I get to do what I want." Kellen took him in, took in his build and what he said, and snorted.
"And you must be an out of towner for you to say that to me of all people." Kellen wasn’t bragging, but given what had happened in the last three weeks, he wouldn’t deny that he had been all over the news. Local and national. Probably even international. It was a big deal for a Guide to jump Classes, and if this idiot didn’t know that, he was a fool.
The Esper crossed his arms, snorting again.
"I’ve been on the front lines." He protested, and Kellen raised an eyebrow. Then the fool had no excuses.
Taking the bad parts in, Kellen could feel himself growing ill, but held his shit together before his internal clock told him enough time had passed. Looking over what he had cleaned up from this man’s insides, Kellen felt he had done a good job. He was clear of about a third of the disgusting shit sitting inside of him. freewebnoveℓ.com
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