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Date Posted: 12/30/04 2:09:42am Thu
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Johan, Kyira, Jarek
's message, "Meetings, of sorts" on 12/30/04 1:33:14am Thu
Johan actually chuckled, "Aside from some money, I have only the offer of sanctuary... and only once will I give that out. I can offer you money, and sanctuary... when you need it, once. Sanctuary meaning that you are in over your head, you come to me, and I drag you bag into the shallow waters," he said, knowing that was about the most his generousity offered... of course, gold meant nothing to him, so it would be a very generous sum he paid with the sanctuary. And Johan at the moment had authority; Sanctuary would mean quite a bit when it came to him... he was afterall, who he was.
Authority was often an illusion, she shifted her weight. "I'm telling you, I don't know who sends money, only that it comes. Want more? Ask the guild."
Finally, he sighed, and decided to change his tact. He had tried kind and generous, mostly because he hated it. "Fine, I'm through playing games. Here is how the deal goes. I think you have information. This is bad for you, because if you force my hand, I will make sure it is a VERY slow death, and one that is VERY painful.... far beyond anything you've ever imagined. And I won't stop until I have information. I'll nurse you back to health just to start again... So if you don't actually know anything, the next year or so will be rather... unpleasant," He said, his tone making it clear... he wasn't bluffing.
"Now that is persuasion." Kyira relaxed again. "I'm wondering if your wife would appreciate such talk, or your kids. How are they, by the way?"
Johan shook his head, "My wife knows that I do what I must. She is well, as are my children. Now answer me, you test my patience," He said... he was in no mood for small talk anymore.
Kyira shrugged. "I don't know anything. Deal with it."
Johan sighed, and drew his sword, "Thats really too bad for you then. Its gonna be a long few years." He said and started walking towards her, his movement deliberate... he had an idea in mind, it would leave her alive... unfortunately for her. He was afterall, a man of his word.
She waited, relaxed and ready.
A hiss projected from the shadows, and Johan might feel a sharp pain in his head before it fades completely. There was the glitter of a violet jewel, briefly, and a red set of eyes before it disappeared completely.
Johan winced, and almost dropped the sword in his hand, staggering back... his eyes catching the violet jewel and the red eyes... memories came flooding back as he staggered backwards a touch, trying to shake off the pain. Memories of a mischevious... and dangerous shadowwatcher. They were among the few who remembered the time when he had so thoroughly suppressed his violent nature it was almost sickeningly sweet.
Jarek watched silently as the shadowwatcher moved. It was beyond him, he could tell they were here for a reason and if he was to attack them to help this man then whoever they reported to would know of his involvement. Moving slowly and using his skills to tightly wrap himself deeper into the shadows he began to move forward.
Johan looked up slowly at Kyira, his mind's eye still wide open, he sighed, "The shadowwatchers dissaprove of my methods, it seems. But I can't allow a threat to my people to continue, not one that so crassly disregards life... though my meth.." His words cut off as a scent caught his nose. A scent he didn't know. His head turned directly to look for Jarek, if Jarek was at all visible... Johan would spot him. "Come out, I know you're watching us, though for how long,don't know," He said bluntly,very subtly keeping a watch on Kyira. If he was paying close enough attention, he would have seen her barely smile.
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