Arrival [Future Foundation]

[heirtoinhumanity]

Black Bolt and Medusa had known known their son wanted to see the outside world, to explore it, under his own control. He'd gained enough mastery over his powers that such a thing was doable. Black Bolt had, however, asked Reed and Sue, as a personal favor to keep a watchful eye on his son and heir. They were not to intervene unless absolutely necessary, just to watch Ahura.

Ahura knew that his father loved him. He was far less sure, however, that his father trusted him. He was a member of the Royal Family, however, and the heir to the throne, so his desires did need to be taken into due consideration. Ahura also privately suspected that there were reasons his father did not mind having him gone. Many Inhumans had lost faith in their king when Apocalypse had saked Attilan, and some of them looked towards Ahura.

Others feared that he was Maximus come again, destined to go mad like his uncle. Ahura had wondered that himself from time to time. Certainly, he had much of his uncle's look, and his hideous power reflected Maximus more than his father's.

He put those thoughts out of his mind now. Lockjaw, faithful companion that he was, had just transported him to the Future Foundation headquarters, where he was to be officially greeted. He'd be staying there at least until which time he'd secured lodgings of his own. Attilan had little use of money domestically, but many years ago, the Royal Family had quietly made provisions to provide their needs financially, should it ever come up.

It would not do for a Prince to live in anything less than comfort. That much was agreed upon universally. There was a dignity to being an Inhuman prince. He imagined, in the future, that ambassadors would have similar dignities. For he truly believed that Attilan's isolation was dooming it to slow failure.

In a flash of light, through the medium of a singularly enormous dog, Ahura Boltagon, Crown Prince of Attilan, found himself in the lobby of the Future Foundation. He idly wondered who would receive him there.

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[aqua_gambit]

Fresh from tank time and still slightly damp, Remi padded barefoot into the lobby. He had managed to get some nap time because some sweet woman wanted to spend a bit of time with her grandbaby. He'd taken it in his tank since it had been at least 24 hours since he had last been submerged in salt water.

His stride slowed down to a stop when he saw a man standing beside a massive dog in the lobby. The Atlantean prince knew he was supposed to be meeting someone with ties to the Richardses, but he hadn't been told about ... damn, that thing was huge.

He softly cleared his throat and started back toward the visitor. "Greetings. Ahura Boltagon, I presume?"