"Oh, Hamaliel, you're so clever" she says, placing her hand on his forearm. Her children just couldn't figure out the simple magic trick he had performed with their coin. She stopped and gave him a coin every Monday and Wednesday as she walked to the market with her two young children. Hamaliel didn't know any real magic, but his slight of hand was tough to match. The feral pack of dogs came around the corner. They had never been trouble, but they always made Hamaliel nervous with children around anyway. Strangely, the small, half-pug mutt was the obvious alpha male. It sauntered directly for Hamaliel, barely changing its path to get around the children. It sat at Hamaliel's feet. "WAKE UP!!!" it yapped as it leaped and bit his nose.
Semael lurched upright, reaching for his face in an attempt to bat the dog away. His head spun as his surroundings immediately registered and he quickly gathered his composure. Upon seeing Neh-tohon, Semael immediately knew what had happened. Apparently Ruby wasn't as all knowing as she thought she was. Once again, Semael was being punished for playing the pawn.
Semael produced a handkerchief as he gracefully rose from the floor, wiping the blood from his face. He turned to Anders, intending to compliment him on the maneuver to take him from behind, but was startled to see the guard heading toward Anders with his handcuffs out.
"Now Willis, what is going on here? Why would you arrest this poor shop owner?" Semael asked innocently.
"Shut your hole bailiff, you have no business here." Willis answered, puffing his chest so his guard's badge glinted in Semael's direction. "This 'poor shop owner' threatened me and attempted to undermine my authority."
"I have a hard time believing that, least of all because he has no tongue. But you wouldn't know anything about that, now, would you Willis?" Semael let a touch of sarcasm touch his tone. Perhaps being played by Ruby was getting under his skin more than he wanted to admit. That combined with the continual corruption in this small town were getting him closer and closer to the boiling point. It may just be time to stir the pot a little.
The frustration then began to show on Willis' face. "That's it. This shop is closed. All of you against the wall, dirty Haoles first, starting with you Sammy" he said, beginning to advance on Semael before he even completed his sentence.
Calling on the Wrath of Bahamut, a halo of divine light emanated from Semael, filling the room and creating spotlights of reflection form the many pieces of polished metal in the shop. Filling his entire 6'4" frame Semael makes it clear he has no intention of moving.
"Listen closely Willis." Semael says, his voice quiet, but piercing. "This shop is now under MY protection. If you have a problem with this place, you talk to ME first." His blank Deva eyes locked with Willis' refusing to let him look away now. "If anything, and I mean ANYTHING! happens to this shop or its owners you will wish you could answer directly to Bahamut, but I know Lawbringher himself, The Platinum Dragon will let me get to you first!"
Willis finally was finally able to tear his eyes away and his shoulders slumped slightly.
"Now, as your new Guard Captain, Willis, I propose you go about your beat and stay out of trouble." Semael said, producing his new badge.
Willis was shocked speechless. He stammered a couple of times as he backed out of the shop, but never managed to form a complete word.
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Re: AM 6-26-1043 (Open to Samael, and then Neh-toan)
Date: 2010-09-08 07:45 pm (UTC)Semael lurched upright, reaching for his face in an attempt to bat the dog away. His head spun as his surroundings immediately registered and he quickly gathered his composure. Upon seeing Neh-tohon, Semael immediately knew what had happened. Apparently Ruby wasn't as all knowing as she thought she was. Once again, Semael was being punished for playing the pawn.
Semael produced a handkerchief as he gracefully rose from the floor, wiping the blood from his face. He turned to Anders, intending to compliment him on the maneuver to take him from behind, but was startled to see the guard heading toward Anders with his handcuffs out.
"Now Willis, what is going on here? Why would you arrest this poor shop owner?" Semael asked innocently.
"Shut your hole bailiff, you have no business here." Willis answered, puffing his chest so his guard's badge glinted in Semael's direction. "This 'poor shop owner' threatened me and attempted to undermine my authority."
"I have a hard time believing that, least of all because he has no tongue. But you wouldn't know anything about that, now, would you Willis?" Semael let a touch of sarcasm touch his tone. Perhaps being played by Ruby was getting under his skin more than he wanted to admit. That combined with the continual corruption in this small town were getting him closer and closer to the boiling point. It may just be time to stir the pot a little.
The frustration then began to show on Willis' face. "That's it. This shop is closed. All of you against the wall, dirty Haoles first, starting with you Sammy" he said, beginning to advance on Semael before he even completed his sentence.
Calling on the Wrath of Bahamut, a halo of divine light emanated from Semael, filling the room and creating spotlights of reflection form the many pieces of polished metal in the shop. Filling his entire 6'4" frame Semael makes it clear he has no intention of moving.
"Listen closely Willis." Semael says, his voice quiet, but piercing. "This shop is now under MY protection. If you have a problem with this place, you talk to ME first." His blank Deva eyes locked with Willis' refusing to let him look away now. "If anything, and I mean ANYTHING! happens to this shop or its owners you will wish you could answer directly to Bahamut, but I know Lawbringher himself, The Platinum Dragon will let me get to you first!"
Willis finally was finally able to tear his eyes away and his shoulders slumped slightly.
"Now, as your new Guard Captain, Willis, I propose you go about your beat and stay out of trouble." Semael said, producing his new badge.
Willis was shocked speechless. He stammered a couple of times as he backed out of the shop, but never managed to form a complete word.