by Moofius » 12/15/2013 9:40 PM
Safi saw the flash of anger and felt like an idiot as she tried to back track.
"Not you! You're here I know you... that's not what I meant. I am so grateful for you..."
She was still pushed away, and it was rough but Safi was in a self deprecating mood. She deserved so much worse than this from Faen. She was suppose to help Faen, not the other way around... But then that's what friends did; they helped each other. They didn't see race or the duties there of. Safi's duty as a seraphim was to protect humans at the cost of her own life and to learn as much as she could for Yepha. As Faen's friend her duties were much more different, and the expectations of Faen were not the same as every other human; and not because Faen was not entirely human herself.
Safi rubbed at her own eyes again and laughed, "You really have, not many humans can claim as much Hierarchy blood as yourself. Certainly not..." and then Faen was speaking of the one member of the Hierarchy they'd met and Safi laughed nervously and put a finger to Faen's lips even as she grinned, "We really should stop bragging about that! They let us go for that, and Seibel has not sought our company since. I'd rather not tempt him. You may have shot him, but you also ran and those who could not run as fast were caught." But she was smiling and not crying so much and she reached out to grip Faen's arms.
"We have to pack. I've wasted enough time breaking down. We pack, we..." She bit her lip, "Leave this ridiculous group with a way of contacting us, or me, same difference... Then we go. I... I want to help somebody do something." She said this tentatively before the seraphim frowned, "Even if it is getting themselves killed..." Safi pursed her lips, "... Preferably not that but if that's there idea of a good time I've a fantastic list of people they can bother who would be more than happy to do it."
Cuss grinned, laughed, "from the way you're walking I'm not about to bet on you in a drinking competition." There was no malice in his laugh, he had no ill wishes for the guy even if he seemed rough around the edges. Just meant the little bastard was tough. Cuss liked tough, tough was good.
"Can't say how often Skitch pitched in or not," Cuss commented as he leaned back in his chair, "I joined this little group just before we got to the treasure bit. He seemed pretty helpful overall. More helpful to Sobis, whom he'd told the way to a treasure. It was suppose to be quite a lot of money, make us rich as kings you know how the story goes..." Cuss waved his hand dismissively, "A temple in the Tengel. Deep in, dangerous, but we thought we'd make the attempt considering we've got nothing but the skin on our backs to lose."
"The directions, after a point, were utter shit." Cuss leaned forward, grabbed a cookie, and leaned back again; far enough that the wood creaked under his dense weight, "But we still managed to find the damn place. Nothing on the ground floor of the temple really, it was all underground." He convenient left out the fact that he'd... accidentally knocked the above-ground part of the ruin down.
"Tim here goes with Skitch into the underground and then they don't come back." Cuss taps at John's brain space, a bit of telepathy as he adds, 'couldn't even get either of them like this'.
"So I go down with our healer hoping they're alright cause, well, we've already been attacked at the edge of a ravine we almost fell over because of an illusion spell. So we go. It's dark, hard to breathe... We follow the rope they were tied to and... it's cut. Holy shit!" Cuss gets up and gestures, "We go back since, again, no telepathy, get the rest of the group. It's dumb luck we find a section of wall where Tim is. It doesn't make sense, he's behind a wall in a freakin' staircase that just goes down down down. There's no off shoots or doors. Nothing. Tim's behind a door... and he's alone."
Cuss laughs and offers John a cookie from the opened pack, "Tim asks us where Skitch is and we of course tell him, 'I thought he was with you'. Then Ishin is grabbed, fish chaos grabs him through the wall. Long story short I crawl into this opening, save Ishin, kill the chaos as we piece this stupid mystery together. What the hell happened to Skitch?" Cuss scowls, "We figure he's betrayed us to these weird underground freaks. I just miss out on a chance to catch and kill the bastard as he seals us into the temple. More sliding stone door tricks. We go deeper though since we want to get Skitch and also get the treasure."
It was a pretty long story as Cuss goes through the death traps they had to deal with, fish chaos setting off any they didn't.
"Until I go to sleep and Tim lets one get close, so damn close to me... And then at some point it's not looking all fishy, it's Skitch the twitchy little bastard. So not only was he working with these guys, but he was one of 'em. AND!" Cuss put a finger up, "He'd been traveling with Sobis and Ishin and Argeir way before Tim, Ardis, and myself joined. Getting us all killed and maimed, specifically maimed, was the plan all along. That was the goal, collect a group, get them stuck, murder time."
Cuss looked at Tim, "If he wasn't a seraphim I guess we'd all be dead about now. That's why they want to lick your boots and suck your cuss, right?" He looked at Tim, the question barely hiding the crude intent.
"We got out and I may or may not have made good on my promise to Skitch." Cuss shrugged. He'd promised to kill him and Cuss was a man of his word... when it suited him.
(( Safi: Hey Haru! We just killed some Hierarchy, and a Lord Baal spawn. Wanna' hang out and/or hide us? :'D? ))
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