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Gunnar shadowed into a tunnel, before brushing the sides of his shoulders off and looking at the new school that he was going to be attending. Thanks to Apollo, he would be attending one of the best schools in the country. He'd have to make note of the time differences so he could attend classes properly. He was already making up his mind about what he wanted to do with his life. Between his father's businesses, He was going to build an empire. That required knowledge in the business and finance end as well as the law end. He would do everything he could in his power to make sure that his father's legacy was intact. Cambridge Massachusetts, a brilliantly beautiful town, if it hadn't been all the way across the country, he'd even consider asking Tessa if she would like living there for a bit of time. He had spent too much time on the west coast, the trees seemed more vibrant, much greener than anywhere in New Rome.

After showing his identification, he sat to the side, adjusting his tie, as he waited for the tour group to take off. He had been accepted and he was supposed to talk with an adviser about his classes, the quickest way to sign up and what classes to take when. He'd be starting in a month for the summer classes, so it was now when he would get his books and his things. But it seemed that waiting was taking a bit too long. A giggly high school girl cast her gaze at him, waving and hiding behind a smile with a batting of the eyelashes. Gunnar frowned as he pointed looked away from her. He was here for something else. Something much more important. Tessa's future. Her happiness encompassed him being out of the unsavory business of killing, to make money in the same way his father did, before he entered in the business of assination.

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Death was a timeless thing, so Mors never understood why some people make a point of judging his choice in physical appearance. That he should appear older, as his time in being would suggest. Thought he existed before time, that was to say he was born before Saturn. Nothing against the man, but one had to know woman were protective of their young. Some of the men were also highly protective of their children, such as himself and his nephew Somnia. No doubt his grandson Gunnar would be protective of his children as well. A thought which excited Mors. Additions to the family. Little children he could involve his presence in their lives. So many birthday presents, and all of them deserved it. Certainly they would have several children. He wished for a minor football team of his own, though perhaps in a few years.

Giving a nod at a dean or two, making them stop in their tracks and stare before muttering something along the lines of 'couldn't possibly be him'. This was not the first time he had taken the time to stroll among the leaders of tomorrow, and would certainly not be the last. This day was special in his heart, as was any day his family first came to stand at the junction in their lives. Where they choose to acquire wisdom, in whatever for that may be. “Your heart beat is slightly elevated. Not to a point many would notice of course.” A smile stretched across his lips as he looked at Gunnar.

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Gunnar looked at his grandfather, Mors, with an appreciative smile. Many of the other teens and young adults here had their parents with them, but their particular circumstances were much different than his own. His own mother died at his hand due to strange circumstances and his father had died in his arms during a war. The only person he had left other than Tessa, was his grandfathers. Pluto and Mors. Mors was the one who had been the most prevalent in his life, though there were many that would say that Pluto was the stronger of the two, Gunnar believed that Mors was more powerful in more than one way. And as his grandfather, he would love him dearly. The old halls that rose above him, the eyes of the young man looked up in slight awe. Never before had he thought that it would be possible that he would end up here. Not even the halls of the university in New Rome had such splendor that the old hallways of Harvard had.

"Ukki." He said, standing to offer his grandfather a hand shake. He had left him a message on his temple, hoping that he had recieved it. "I am greatly appreciative that you could make it. As I am to be acompanied by an adult or parent..." He said with a slight laugh. Some of the other girls that had been oogeling him before had turned away quickly though continued to peek looks at him behind their parents backs. They were much to young for him and he prefered the look of his own beauty, Tessa. She was much more beautiful than anyone could imagine and she had patched him up more times than he could count. "Never thought I would be here." Gunnar said quietly, his voice only audible to his grandfather.

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“A strange custom, considering your own age. Late bloomer as they might say.” Taking his grandsons hand shake, and a pat on the shoulder. It had taken more time that most, but to be honest their part of the family was known for that. Pluto took his wife perhaps latest among Saturn's boys, and Mors himself has still not taken a wife. Both where much more for courting woman than creating children with them. It was most likely Tessa's influence that brought this boy to where he is today. Love and life where her grandparents, no mention of her parents as they were close to worthless in the sense of her loving nature. Over caring nature. Which might get her killed one day, and most likely would have already gotten her killed several times over if not for the man standing in front of him.

Apollo seemed quite proud of his little Tessa. Someone he would have though careless and timid if he had not seen her on the battlefield. Perhaps still careless. “I heard mention your fiance will be starting a clinic for micro-surgeries?” Okay, so Mors knew a great deal about his grandchild’s life and most likely didn't need to ask the question. His voice could be quiet enough only Gunnar could hear if he wished, however the girls where most likely able to pick up the conversation. They seemed so intent on listening to it after all. “It is difficult to see where you will be when you have so much to deal with at hand. Yet here you are, and I am very proud.”