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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:52 pm

Michelle Hunter
The town had recovered and with it, Michelle did as well. She had used her encounter with the demons as an excuse to avoid getting herself or her brother tangled in Red Hades’ drug cartel. The job sounded too easy for the reward that was offered. The assassin may have lost her physical prowess, but she was yet to lose her wit. There was no such thing as an ‘easy lunch’. Besides, somewhere deep in the crevices of her mind, she still despised the ways of her guild. No one should be exploiting the weaknesses of the young or foolish for personal gain; especially when that drug was originally invented as a medicine.

Both she and her brother had hung around in Orchidia. Their last job was simple and paid enough for them to rent a place in the outskirts for a couple of weeks. She wasn’t sure, but it looked like Victor had recovered from that fight faster than she had. It wasn’t a surprise. The demonic beings affected him less for he had a powerful one within him. It had been a while since she had spoken to Lucifer. He either had been dormant or chose to keep his interactions limited to Victor. Michelle couldn’t tell, but was curious. That morning, she decided to ask. “Have you been able to use his power yet?” she asked plainly without meeting his eyes, as she lifted the coffee cup off the table and took a sip.

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:55 pm

Victor Garrett
Crippled, with a wounded mind and a wounded body. This was exactly the sort of situation he had hoped to avoid by making a deal with the the archangel. Over time, his impatience had morphed into bitter cynicism and he found himself wondering if he'd ever be worthy of the otherworldly being's powers. In such moments, Lucifer had fallen from his pedestal, the way Garrett saw him changed too, from angel to fallen angel and now to devil.

Naturally, this was not a topic to broach on a fine morning as Victor sat enjoying the dismal spoils of their mediocre tasks. They couldn't really spare the cash to purchase decent coffee. He resisted the temptation to spit the coffee back into his mug. The warm liquid left a taste less bitter than the one her question conjured.

'No.' he responded, coldly and in a monosyllable. Very few souls chose to continue a conversation after being met with such iciness, but Michelle wasn't one to be deterred as easily. Besides, in all fairness, his answer gave her the temerity to probe deeper, it wasn't like he could do anything too sadistic to her in the forseeable future... He did lack the capabilities. Maybe a threat could work... 'At this rate, you'll be the first to know when he does.' he added darkly.

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:55 pm

Michelle Hunter
She had a feeling he still hadn’t convinced Lucifer to lend him his power. But she had to confirm anyway. Besides, there was a small happiness in making him admit it out loud. He was bitter about it and she didn’t blame him. It had been quite a while. At this point, she began to wonder if Lucifer was ever going to honour the deal. If she had heard anything positive about the devil, it was just the one thing that he always honoured the deal. Had he fallen from even that last morsel of genuineness? Only time would tell.

Michelle couldn’t help but scoff at his comment. “Don’t be so sure. You may have dealt with fire before, but the devil’s fire is different. You won’t be able to control it as easily. I’d be surprised if you could sustain a flame on your first day,” she said flatly. It wasn’t her intention to insult or deride him, but she had genuinely started to question Lucifer’s motive. The two had been wandering aimlessly and their encounter with the demons at Orchidia hadn’t progressed anything significant either. The only reason she had subdued herself and gone through so many changes was for her brother. What good would all those lead to if the devil was planning on tricking her and killing him at the end of it irrespective? No. She wouldn’t have it. The only way they even had a fighting chance was if Victor learned to take control and suppress the monster from within. So, she goaded. “Maybe if you got off your ass and trained your body, he will think you are ready?” she said.

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:56 pm

Victor Garrett
Victor certainly wasn't pleasant when he was plagued with such bitterness. It left him wearing the attitude of a defeatist and Michelle's words weren't helping. What she stated as mere facts, he perceived his thorny taunts in his vulnerable state. 'As opposed to the marvel of your powers?' he retorted, scoffing exaggeratedly in mocking mimicry. Something had convinced her to give up her power seeking ways and opt to be more supportive in nature. While Victor had been selfishly pleased with that decision, it made for an easy target for his venting. She'd probably grown used to his comments given that he bore this attitude towards her magic ever since she'd failed to heal him completely after their tryst with the demons. He wished he had more ammunition to return the hurt he felt.

Her seeming mothering irked Garrett no end. There was a time the two got along, now it seemed they accompanied each other out of habit and convenience. They were still rather efficient as a team, when it came to doing their jobs however. When she decided to take the liberty to goad him, he finally pushed the coffee cup away so hard that it slid across the table and went flying towards the kitchenette. The saucer narrowly missed his partner. The clinking that followed the smash beckoned silence. 'You think the solution to every damn problem is to train, don't you?'

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:57 pm

Michelle Hunter
The first thing that Benjamin rooted out of the young girl when he picked her up was her anger. He told her an assassin should have no emotion, but the worst one to possess was anger. It took her a while, but she did eventually learn to control it and finally suppress it so well that it was as if she never had anger issues. So, Victor’s prickly comments or his violence against the cutlery did not rile her up. She simply sighed and got off the couch to clean up.

“Well… I’m not the one with a powerful demon inside me and yet, I can cast at least elementary spells,” she replied. Again, her words weren’t to show him up. Although, she was certain it would definitely fuel his rage. That was partly her motive anyway. She knew he wouldn’t eventually channel at least part of the displeasure towards the devil within and accelerate the process.

“Training certainly doesn’t hurt. In case he refuses to share his power, then all the more reason you need to train your body to defend yourself,” she said, as she picked up the broken pieces of the saucer. “How long do you think your secret will remain a secret? When people learn the truth, they are going to come after you, either to use you or to kill you,” she added. Michelle had been worried about it ever since their admittance into the Red Hades guild. It was too smooth. For a secretive group, they welcomed the two of them without much questioning. She had a feeling it was Lucifer who had arranged it, which meant there were people out there who knew the secret.

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:57 pm

Victor Garrett
He had avoided a confrontation while they were doing their jobs, but now it seemed imminent. His hands rose to his face, his forefinger and thumb pressed to his temples as he willed the growing headache to disappear before it reached its peak. He cradled his head and groaned. Michelle's lack of a reaction caused his ire to grow. How could she be so calm in the face of his temper. Most people withered and that's how he preferred it.

He wasn't too fond of his rage. It became tougher to remain in control when emotions took over this way. This was a rare sight. Helpless was never a word he'd thought he'd have the dishonor of wearing. He wanted to throw more slurs and slanders, but her poise stole that joy from him too. He sighed and watched as she gathered the remains of the dish. Much like she insisted on gathering the remains of his shattered ego.

He shrugged when she leveled the threat of death. 'With all your training if all you have managed is the basic spells, I think any of your assumptions about the power I WILL gain are worthless, besides, why do you care at all?' As per his usual traits, now that her company had begun seeming cumbersome, he needed to use some tactic to push her away. This relationship had been the least physically gratifying and yet had lasted longer than most others... Whatever it was.

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:58 pm

Michelle Hunter
His disgruntled attitude towards his predicament was obvious. But for far too long he had done nothing about it or so it seemed. Michelle had to remind herself that her brother had a private channel of communication with the devil—one that she had no access to. On top of that, he was also not one to share all the details of any such conversation with her. So, for all she knew, he might have already tried convincing Lucifer. All she could see was that there were no actual results, which was why she had decided to prod him about it.

Victor knew that she was capable of more than just basic spells prior to the change that was forced upon her by Lucifer. And ever since that change, she had managed to grasp the new style and element rather swiftly. His comments did not prick her insecurities, for she didn’t have one in this regard. So, she simply chose to pretend like she didn’t hear him say that and moved on to the original topic that was under discussion. She also couldn’t tell him the truth as to why she cared. So, she skirted that question as well. “You stumbled upon something extraordinary. Now it is up to you to make something out of it. You know the saying… ‘Necessity is the mother…’” she trailed off.

Michelle really didn’t want to put it into actual words. But what she essentially wanted him to understand was that Lucifer would never share anything with him unless it was absolutely necessary. And for it to be necessary, he had to put himself in danger. Surely, the devil wouldn’t wish for his host to die while he was still within.

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:58 pm

Victor Garrett
He found his crimson eyes riveted onto the edge of the table while he noticed her avoid all his questions. He particularly didn't like people ignoring him. He put thought into what he demanded, and energy into uttering those words, it was rather rude of his partner to have him waste all of those resources. His free hand clenched into a tight fist as he worked on getting a reign on himself. It didn't take too long, after all, years of being under the watchful eye of his mother had certainly taught him to learn how to channel his feelings. He looked up at Michelle slowly and pointedly. 'I asked you a question, would you like me to repeat it?' he asked sardonically.

It wasn't just her demeanor that puzzled him. What he also didn't understand was how she lost her much more favorable wind magic for this healing variety. There were a lot of unanswered questions and he had opted not to pry into her life, simply because for the most part despite her nature, she had extended him the same courtesy. When had that changed? He groaned inwardly for allowing these insidious changes to go by unchallenged. It had to change today. 'Not to mention, we never exactly discussed how you ended up with what you have now... care to enlighten me, it'd only be fair to return the favor.'

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:58 pm

Michelle Hunter
Michelle was starting to doubt if her foray into this discussion was a mistake. He seemed to have controlled his actions stemming from his anger, but the anger itself was not yet gone and it was obvious. It was true that she didn’t pry into his business prior to the revelations, but now that she was aware of who he really was, she couldn’t help it.

Her attempt at dodging his questions was spotted and it would seem that had only made him more curious. Maybe she should have given him a run of the mill generic answer to shut him up. She could try that now. As she pondered what reason she could give him, he himself gave her an idea by bringing up the change in her magic.

“I care because when we go out on more missions—ones that are more dangerous than tailing a coward like we did a few days ago—we need to be able to handle it. And now that my offensive magic is crippled, you need to step up your game. As for what changed in me… we all have secrets. I don’t ask you how you got that demon inside you, do I?” she retorted.

Trying to avoid any more pointed questions, Michelle quickly turned away from him and walked towards the door. “I’m going for a walk,” she announced before opening the door. Unfortunately for her, before even she could take a few steps away from the cottage, she was stopped by a Rune Knight. He seemed rather young to be a Knight, but looked very motivated. It would seem he was there to inquire them about the recent demon attacks and he wouldn’t let her leave for her walk. She walked back in and took a seat reluctantly as he allowed himself in.

“I have a few questions,” he said, looking at the two of them one after another.

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:59 pm

Victor Garrett
He narrowed his eyes at her, the rage inside them, causing the red of his irises to look like molten lava. 'No one asked you to stick it out with me.' he said, conveniently offering her an out. It was true, she was free to leave and yet she didn't. The more he thought about it, the stranger her fascination with him seemed. This wasn't even the run of the mill infatuation or physical attraction, there was more to the story. The two had fostered their companionship on wary trust and convenience... Neither of those were on the table anymore. 'You're so damn close to broaching that subject too aren't you?' he snapped as she turned her back. 'Don't bother coming back.' he muttered as he sighed and slunk out of the chair to pour himself another glass of that sickening beverage. From the window, he watched her walk away, frowning as he noticed a young man walk towards her.

Was she working undercover? Trading secrets? He wouldn't put it past her. Still slightly prickly and riled, he donned a well stitched robe and walked out while tying the knot of the sash that went across it. He overheard the man's statement about having some questions. The demon bearer quickened his pace. Either on instinct or out of habit he found his fingers curling onto Michelle's shoulder, somewhat protectively and in something of a challenge. 'Do you know him?' he asked, unfettered by the man garbed in the garments of a Knight. Victor had long since stopped worrying about the authorities, he had a way with them anyways.

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:59 pm

Michelle Hunter
Michelle wondered what it was that the Rune Knight wanted to ask them. They had already told them every thing they knew after the fight that day. Above every thing, she was most worried about how they had tracked the two of them to this out of the way cottage. The duo must have left quite the trail if it was this easy for a newbie Rune Knight to find them.

“No. He is a Rune Knight,” was all that Michelle said when Victor asked if she knew him.

The man spoke politely, but with an unnerving authority. He asked them several questions about their fight against the demons. Soon, it was apparent that those initial questions were just to confirm if the two he was dealing with were the ones he was looking for. Once he had confirmed that, his questions changed direction towards what they did for a living and about the two others who had fought with them.

From his line of questioning, it would seem the Knights had caught wind that it wasn’t just the good guilds who had fought against the demons. It didn’t look like they had any idea as to who was associated to which dark guild, but they surely suspected something along those lines. Michelle was no snitch and she hoped Victor didn’t put the other two under the bus; not that they knew anything incriminating against them.

Once the questioning was over, the Knight left and Michelle left for her walk without a word. The two needed their space to cool down. There was no point fighting unnecessarily.

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Laying Low [Victor Garrett] Empty on Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:59 pm

Victor Garrett
He hadn't allowed himself the luxury of enjoying the beauty around them. The benefit of choosing a small but rather secluded cottage was all the nature around them. In general, the Garrett had always been a man that appreciated the city, the grand structures that were made by men. But ever so rarely, he felt a keen sense of appreciation for the otherworldly forces that allowed for the earth to exist and flourish. Now that he'd taken a deep long breath, he noticed the fresh scent of wet sand that lingered in the air. There was a soft gurgle from a stream nearby.

Interrupting all of this, was the Knight who wanted to ask some questions. He wasn't keen on providing answers, mostly to see if Michelle betrayed any hints of her role in this matter. She didn't. The Knight, while slightly suspicious of the two, had not asked about any of their more notorious exploits, at least not outwardly. It did seem like he knew that they weren't of noble intent.

He seemed to be keen to learn more about their fight against the demons and the ones that fought alongside. The Garrett decided to mock the man and remained rather tight lipped as though he was haunted by the fight. It was hopefully a good way to throw him off the scent about Lucifer, in case that was an ulterior motive. He knew that Michelle was right in saying that if word about the archangel got out, he'd have a much larger target on his back, than the one he wore now by doing the small time odd jobs for the Hades' members. After the conversation was complete, the man left and so did the two of them, back towards the cottage.

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