@Trahnael
Tao had been on the cops radar, so he hid in plain sight, as a generic studious student, thankfully he liked and was good at school. He continued this act well after he felt safe, believing he had put a competent employee to keep things going. It was better to be safe then sorry. He however was a creature of balance, much like the yin yang symbol, he craved that perfect equilibrium between good and bad, chaos and order and night and say. Finally he couldn't take it any more, though keeping the goal in mind he made sure he wasn't followed, even if it took longer for him to get there.
Since it was getting dark, people had started to gather, though most of them didn't know who he was, others had moved on and forgotten. He did however like it, Tao walked to the entrance and while not screaming but still quite loudly said "Honey I am home" though aimed at the building and no one in particular. He loved it all, the bloodstains, old and new, the cave in, the shattered glass around where windows had once been. He also loved the odd, arid scent that was a product of dust in the air, tears, sweat, pee from that one corner no one go to and no one seems to know anything about and dirt.
On the way to his office, there where bouncers at the stairs, needles to say, Tao took care of them and piled them in the nasty corner.Finally getting to his room he emptied HIS table and HIS couch from scrap and other dirt. He sat down and just as he was getting comfortable he noticed a mic and remembered he had left his successor with some money to keep things going, this was what he spent it on? to be lazy? Anyway, Tao turned it on and hit it with his finger lightly twice before saying "I am home". Now he just had to wait for a friendly face.
Tao had been on the cops radar, so he hid in plain sight, as a generic studious student, thankfully he liked and was good at school. He continued this act well after he felt safe, believing he had put a competent employee to keep things going. It was better to be safe then sorry. He however was a creature of balance, much like the yin yang symbol, he craved that perfect equilibrium between good and bad, chaos and order and night and say. Finally he couldn't take it any more, though keeping the goal in mind he made sure he wasn't followed, even if it took longer for him to get there.
Since it was getting dark, people had started to gather, though most of them didn't know who he was, others had moved on and forgotten. He did however like it, Tao walked to the entrance and while not screaming but still quite loudly said "Honey I am home" though aimed at the building and no one in particular. He loved it all, the bloodstains, old and new, the cave in, the shattered glass around where windows had once been. He also loved the odd, arid scent that was a product of dust in the air, tears, sweat, pee from that one corner no one go to and no one seems to know anything about and dirt.
On the way to his office, there where bouncers at the stairs, needles to say, Tao took care of them and piled them in the nasty corner.Finally getting to his room he emptied HIS table and HIS couch from scrap and other dirt. He sat down and just as he was getting comfortable he noticed a mic and remembered he had left his successor with some money to keep things going, this was what he spent it on? to be lazy? Anyway, Tao turned it on and hit it with his finger lightly twice before saying "I am home". Now he just had to wait for a friendly face.