Amberdrake k'Leshya (
amberdrake) wrote in
genessia2017-01-06 08:10 pm
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[ action | closed ] dark shapes gather ‘round
Who: Ukoku Sanzo and Amberdrake
What: Drake contacts Ukoku a few days after this mess.
Where: Attleton - Sadullos Kestra
Warnings: Probably none, but I'll update if needed.
Amberdrake double-checked that the oven, now covered in all kinds of writing he couldn't hope to decipher, was still closed. Clicking on the light showed that the feather was still in it, though it had, of course, moved. Still, it was in there. He wasn't sure if the wards one of his clients had drawn on the oven would do anything to keep the feather inside, but the real purpose was to just hide it from magical detection.
Drake didn't need that thing lighting up every Mage-Sight like a bonfire.
He sighed, ran his hands over his hair again, triple-checked that he looked composed...
...And he did, as soon as he stopped fidgeting...
And then he went out into the lobby. He took a seat, grounded himself for a moment, and then pulled out his phone.
It started with a text.
You wanted me to impose on your expertise.
Ugh. This was not going to end well for anybody, and he knew it.
What: Drake contacts Ukoku a few days after this mess.
Where: Attleton - Sadullos Kestra
Warnings: Probably none, but I'll update if needed.
Amberdrake double-checked that the oven, now covered in all kinds of writing he couldn't hope to decipher, was still closed. Clicking on the light showed that the feather was still in it, though it had, of course, moved. Still, it was in there. He wasn't sure if the wards one of his clients had drawn on the oven would do anything to keep the feather inside, but the real purpose was to just hide it from magical detection.
Drake didn't need that thing lighting up every Mage-Sight like a bonfire.
He sighed, ran his hands over his hair again, triple-checked that he looked composed...
...And he did, as soon as he stopped fidgeting...
And then he went out into the lobby. He took a seat, grounded himself for a moment, and then pulled out his phone.
It started with a text.
You wanted me to impose on your expertise.
Ugh. This was not going to end well for anybody, and he knew it.

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Ah!! what are friends for if not for helping? Do tell! /(^ x ^)\
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I have something at the office you should see.
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He meant that quite literally. When one could teleport, it was pretty easy to get around the cities, even if he had to paused at a gate or two. The dark priest was at the door in a matter of minutes.
Ni stepped in without knocking, a bounce to his step and an eagerness to his limited emotions that Amberdrake wouldn't have felt before. Something was up with this, it had to be something big for Amberdrake to contact him. The therapist knew a great many people, a great many people that were skilled and magically competent. But here he was, asking Ni for help.
"Amberdrake~" he called in a sing-song voice.
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"Hello, Ukoku Sanzo," Amberdrake put his phone away, and offered the dark priest one of his usual, serene smiles. Work mode was fully engaged. "I wasn't expecting you so quickly."
Like hell he wasn't.
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"You did need my help, after all. I'm here to help. Anytime." The look in his black eyes was nothing short of vile.
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He'd be even tougher to break than Genjyo Sanzo, it would be worth the wait.
"So? Did you get a picture?"
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But he wasn't going to go get it while Ukoku was directly in his face like this. "I can see why everyone calls you a raven. Considering pecking out my eye, are you? That's not very nice, when I'm giving you something new and shiny to pick over."
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"I'm sure it's something worth my time, you wouldn't call me otherwise, would you?"
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He winked. The worse the news, the more fun it would be to share it!
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He went into the kitchen to retrieve the feather, stepping back into the lobby with the too-red thing held in a pair of salad tongs. Hey, he was from a world made of more magic and magical artifacts than most people he'd ever met on any other world; he wasn't a mage, but he also wasn't nearly dumb enough to touch the thing directly.
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Ah, that was fascinating! He felt ill, an anxiety that wasn't his own set in almost at once. This thing didn't want to be touched hm? That hadn't stopped him touching anyone or anything before.
"Oh I see why you called me." He laughed and waved the feather in Drake's direction. "What a gift."
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He laughed again, impressed.
"I can't wait, ah! Wonderful!"
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For one thing, he actually liked Cassian. Even with his little feud with Sanzo.
"Well, go have fun," Amberdrake said with a smile, like he was shooing an eager kid out the door to play and not... the heretical Sanzo with a sample of an unspeakable horror. "Just remember to let me know what you find out."
See? Such good friends.
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He wasn't even completely out of the door before he vanished.