Semael entered the crowded common room with the intent to sit at his regular table and await Neh-Tohon's return. What a strange morning it had been. Sven, the barkeep, hated when Semael ordered only water, believing it set a bad precedence for the other patrons.
"One water please." He said with a smirk, placing 2 coppers on the bar. Vanessa giggled, shooting a wink at Semael and a quick glance at Sven to see his reaction as she grabbed a mug and headed to the back room to fill it.
While she was in the back, Semael glanced at his normal table, surprised to see that it was occupied by two people. With the bustle in the room, he couldn't get a good view of them.
The water tasted of dirt and dish rags, but at least it didn't muddle his mind. The cheap ale they served here didn't really muddle the mind either, but it tasted worse than the water.
Semael decided to stay at the bar rather than intrude on the couple at his normal table. He didn't seem able to get a bead on them. The people walking around, and the few tables full of patrons in between him and the corner table continued to get in the way, but even when he felt he should have a clear view it just seemed difficult to pick out details.
The violent movement of exaggerated gestures continued to draw Semael's eye back to the couple at his normal table. It was as though the couple believed they were the only two people in the room. They were obviously arguing, but given the commotion Semael thought more people would be paying them attention. The hum of customers was fairly loud, but not even loud enough to dull the poorly played lute at the other end of the room. Semael certainly should have been able to clearly hear the heated discussion.
He sat at the bar for about 10 minutes waiting for his table to clear or for Neh-Tohon to return. In all that time he noticed that none of the barmaids waited on the table with the couple. Finally, the woman got up to leave the table. Semael knew that he would now get a good look at the couple. Vanessa stepped right into Semael's view to ask if he would like anything else. When he craned his head beyond Vanessa's ample bosom and shoulder, the woman was gone, and his eyes briefly met the man's.
Those pitch black eyes stirred something inside Semael's head, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it; Something from a previous life, clinging to obscurity like a dream he had just awoken from. At that point Semael saw Ruby making her way toward the door. Amazed that he hadn't made the connection before, Semael now recognized that Ruby was the one that had been arguing with the black-eyed man.
Semael hurried across the room to make sure Ruby was OK and ask what was going on. He put his hand on her shoulder.
"Semael! Anders is in trouble! He's got a tail. I need you to take care of it." She said before he could even get a word out.
Semael knew that his relationship with Anders was already on shakey ground, so he simply nodded and rushed out of the inn. His questions for Ruby would have to wait; again. He hated being her pawn, but so many times they seemed to have the same goals, and she obviously had more information. Before long he would have to take her down a notch.
Semael's pace quickened as he walked the route he had already traveled a couple of times this morning. He refrained from running in order to keep from alerting anyone, and maintained the emotionless face that came so easy to a Deva.
Semael had never been all that great at stealth, so he hoped a quick intrusion would grant him the element of surprise. Drawing Vera, Semael burst into the shop yelling, "Anders, where are you!" His eyes scanned the shop, looking for anything unusual. A single bead of sweat dripped down the side of his face. He was obviously ready for a fight if need be.
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"One water please." He said with a smirk, placing 2 coppers on the bar. Vanessa giggled, shooting a wink at Semael and a quick glance at Sven to see his reaction as she grabbed a mug and headed to the back room to fill it.
While she was in the back, Semael glanced at his normal table, surprised to see that it was occupied by two people. With the bustle in the room, he couldn't get a good view of them.
The water tasted of dirt and dish rags, but at least it didn't muddle his mind. The cheap ale they served here didn't really muddle the mind either, but it tasted worse than the water.
Semael decided to stay at the bar rather than intrude on the couple at his normal table. He didn't seem able to get a bead on them. The people walking around, and the few tables full of patrons in between him and the corner table continued to get in the way, but even when he felt he should have a clear view it just seemed difficult to pick out details.
The violent movement of exaggerated gestures continued to draw Semael's eye back to the couple at his normal table. It was as though the couple believed they were the only two people in the room. They were obviously arguing, but given the commotion Semael thought more people would be paying them attention. The hum of customers was fairly loud, but not even loud enough to dull the poorly played lute at the other end of the room. Semael certainly should have been able to clearly hear the heated discussion.
He sat at the bar for about 10 minutes waiting for his table to clear or for Neh-Tohon to return. In all that time he noticed that none of the barmaids waited on the table with the couple. Finally, the woman got up to leave the table. Semael knew that he would now get a good look at the couple. Vanessa stepped right into Semael's view to ask if he would like anything else. When he craned his head beyond Vanessa's ample bosom and shoulder, the woman was gone, and his eyes briefly met the man's.
Those pitch black eyes stirred something inside Semael's head, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it; Something from a previous life, clinging to obscurity like a dream he had just awoken from. At that point Semael saw Ruby making her way toward the door. Amazed that he hadn't made the connection before, Semael now recognized that Ruby was the one that had been arguing with the black-eyed man.
Semael hurried across the room to make sure Ruby was OK and ask what was going on. He put his hand on her shoulder.
"Semael! Anders is in trouble! He's got a tail. I need you to take care of it." She said before he could even get a word out.
Semael knew that his relationship with Anders was already on shakey ground, so he simply nodded and rushed out of the inn. His questions for Ruby would have to wait; again. He hated being her pawn, but so many times they seemed to have the same goals, and she obviously had more information. Before long he would have to take her down a notch.
Semael's pace quickened as he walked the route he had already traveled a couple of times this morning. He refrained from running in order to keep from alerting anyone, and maintained the emotionless face that came so easy to a Deva.
Semael had never been all that great at stealth, so he hoped a quick intrusion would grant him the element of surprise. Drawing Vera, Semael burst into the shop yelling, "Anders, where are you!" His eyes scanned the shop, looking for anything unusual. A single bead of sweat dripped down the side of his face. He was obviously ready for a fight if need be.