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Makai Gaiden: Rook- The Bride of Sorrow
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03-23-2019, 03:09 PM
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scikaiju
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A panic stricken man was trying to run for his life. But everywhere he looked things looked like giant tarot cards, even the floor and ceiling. Every time he thought he might have found a way out one of those cards slid down and he slammed into it. Before too long his eyes started playing tricks on him,making it look like the room was shifting in certain areas. Almost it was trying to draw him in. Then it looked like the wall were starting to close in on him. With fear quickly taking over he realized that it was. He squatted and covered his head, squeezing his eyes as tight as they could get. “This can't be happening,” he said over and over.
“Oh but it is,” a male voice told him. He looked up and saw who it belonged to and shouted in terror.
As the echoes of the shout died down the space faded to look like a multi story loft, one that looked like a soul hasn't lived in it for years but a loft none the less. Which suited it's current occupants just fine. One the ground level, sitting on the floor was a woman dressed primarily in a white dress, something similar one would see in a ballet or ballroom but a little more ragged, with her dark hair pulled back into a tight ponytail, sat on the floor lazily flipping tarot style cards over on an old beat up coffee table. Above her relaxing and balancing on a thin wooden guard rail, was her male companion. Dressed in a dark blue suit with a black shirt he stared at the ceiling. “Be glad you didn't get to him first,” he told her while picking at his teeth with a fingernail. “I'm pretty sure he was mostly gristle and really stringy.” Stretching, although it looked like an impossible task to any one watching, at least without falling off in either direction. He added, “He was deeply disappointing. I wouldn't even feed a dog the scrapes. If I left any.”
The woman continued to silently flip over the cards.one by one. Until something grabbed her attention. “Maybe this one would be better suited to your tastes,” He looked down as she lifted up the card she just revealed. “Another Makai Knight.”
“I hope this one's more entertaining than the last two,” he scoffed. “An old man and you're old boy friend. I was almost too embarassed to take a trophy the two of them where so pathetic.” Swinging around so he was sitting with his legs dangling he asked, “Is he close by? Maybe we could scout him out.”
“He's not in this part of the city,” she informed him while flipping over even more cards, “On an assignment. There's a fight.”
“Of course there is,” he said as, almost sounding bored of it all he resumed his previous position. “When isn't there one.”
She continued as if he said nothing. “He gets marked.” One last card made her pause and tilted her head a bit, “He's the son of the one from before.”
“Now that is interesting,” he commented returning to a seated position. “Looking to avenge dear old daddy. It'll be a diversion at any rate.”
***
In a sparsely inhabited part of the city stood a house. Nothing about it seemed out of place to any other dwelling in the city. Anyone passing by on the street wouldn't pay it any extra attention, which was how the owner of this particular establishment preferred it. Some of their usual guests didn't want to be stared at or talked about as they entered or exited. In fact you had to be part of a very specific circle of individuals, or know where to look or who to talk to, to even know this particular place existed. It wasn't a secret society as most would think of it, the modern world knew people like this existed, now more than ever. But it was still frowned upon in some circles.
Despite knowing this a young couple walked up the walk to the front door. The female of the two, a blond haired woman. Knocked on the door. It opened to let her and her also blond male companion enter. The door quickly closed behind them. Inside they found a relatively normal looking living room, outside of how some of the women lounging around or walking across to a different room were dressed. With some soft music playing in the background a new woman appeared behind what was probably a kitchen counter, based on what the couple could see behind her. “Greetings,” she addressed the couple and beckoned them closer. “I take it this is your first visit to this type of establishment?”
The young female again took the lead, almost pulling her companion with her. “Ah, yes. You're website said you accepted walk-ins.”
“Yes we do,” she answered. “Fortunately for you this seems to be a slow night.” At this the male started glancing at the other people in the room, particularly the doorman who let them in. “I'm sorry my manners are just atrocious right now. Welcome to The Dungeon, I'm Lady Daphne, owner and operator of this particular endeavor of pleasure. Now are the two of you looking for anything in particular this evening?”
The woman looked around nervously, as if she was suddenly unsure if this was a good idea after all. Lady Daphne, being used to this, just smiled in a reassuring way, waiting for them to be a bit more comfortable with the situation. “You see, I recently found out my fiance here,” she gestured to her companion, “has a particular set of interests.And I thought, before we got married I'd treat him a bit and let him indulge this particular fantasy of his.”
“Wonderful,” Lady Daphne exclaimed. “You're fiance is lucky to have somebody as open minded as you. Not a lot of future wives, or husbands for that matter, would be.” Turning to the male she asked, “So what are we into? Just so I can set you up with the appropriate employee to give you a wonderful first experience. Maybe your fiance would like to join you in the session.”
“Oh no,” the female quickly said. “I respect what he's into. But I don'y want to join in.”
“Perfectly understandable my dear,” the head of this particular household told her. “Stepping outside your comfort zone is always hard at first. Even if it's in our comfort zone and you're in a group of like minded individuals, can be hard for the first time.” She adressed this to more the male sensing some trepidation from him since he kept looking around.
Realizing he was being spoken to he said. “It doesn't make it less nerve wreaking.”
“Now honey, “ the woman said. “Relax and enjoy yourself. Just not too much.”
He grunted and glanced around the room again. His eyes seemingly going back to one of the women in the room in particular. A small, thin looking woman who glanced back every so often. “Honestly I'm not really sure. I've had these needs for a while now, I'm just not sure how to enact on them,”
The woman he kept eyeing stepped forward, an act that made Lady Daphne nervous for some reason. She smiled sweetly and said, “I don't mean to overstep my bounds my Lady but I couldn't help but overhear and it sounds like he may need a more experience hand to lead him on this particular journey.”
“Yes,” Lady Daphne slowly said. The two women just looked at each other intently, the young couple unaware of what was transpiring in front of them. Eventually Lady Daphne back down from the private conflict. “Again my manners, I may have to have a session with one of our tops before too long to set myself straight. This young lady here is Persephone, she's one of our top switches.”
“Pardon me,” the female spoke up,” but 'switches'?”
Lady Daphne smiled again, but it wasn't as bright this time, “Basically it means she can act as either a top or a bottom. And she's right, she would be the perfect person to help your fiance here to explore this fantasy of his. How long of a session would you like for tonight?” A quick conference between the two helped finalized the details. Persephone took the man, who declined to remove his long coat for the moment, and led him to another room.
Looking a bit more nervous than before, the woman watched them go down a hallway. Turning back to Lady Daphne she went, “”I know you website said nothing sexual goes down here but is that really true?”
“Of course it is my dear,” Lady Daphne assured her as she stepped around the counter and pointed out some chairs she could sit in, making sure to make eye contact with the other women in the room to get them to back down a bit, something the young woman seemed to miss. Lady Daphne continued with the regular spiel she went to in these situation, “Despite what some people think, or want you to believe, we're not hookers with whips. Now try to relax, would you like something to drink?”
***
Persephone lead him to a room, that looked like a school room of some sort. Walking in a little further he looked around a bit before turning to her with a confused look on his face. “It's a popular fantasy.” she informed him as she closed the door. “The naughty student and the stern teacher.” She came a little closer as he continued to examine the room in detail, “Or any variation there of. If it's not yours we can make do with what's available at hand, room jumping is frowned upon by Lady Daphne, even on a dead night like tonight. So what is your wish, you hidden desire?”, she put a hand on his shoulder.
Now the man stopped wondering around, something about him changed a bit. She wasn't afraid of it. It wouldn't be the first time a client tried to act tougher than he usually was with her. Eventually he said, “Let's start with something simple.” Turning a bit to face her he held out a hand, holding something that looked like a lighter of some sort. “Look at this,” igniting it a blue flame came to life, flickering in the air. She stared at it, transfixed for the moment. Her pupils went pale as strange ancient letters floated in them.
***
In the living room Jules tried to continue as if she didn't notice every other woman in the room was trying to look like they weren't looking at her, particular Lady Daphne who was taking up position behind her. Leaving the offered drink untouched for the moment, she was positive a little something extra was added to it. So she leafed through one of the pamphlets on the table beside her. Trying to be at least conversational she didn't look up while saying, “You offer couple classes? I saw it on the site but I still don't believe it.”
“Yes,” Lady Daphne replied. “I've found it's a good way for the couples involved to get a better understanding of each other. Especially when one doesn't have the particular set of desires of the other. We have one starting in a few weeks if you and your fiance would like to sign up.”
“Maybe after I look into this particular lifestyle a little more. I'm still not sure about it.” She looked up and saw the other women still trying to look like they weren't looking in their direction. She added, “Joining in on it I mean, no offense.”
Before anyone could respond something that sounded like a crash made everybody look at the hallway. Lady Daphne looked at the doorman and motioned for him to investigate. Before he got too far her fiance was sent flying back into the living room. Getting to his feet and pushing the doorman away he looked back down the hall. A second later Persephone came charging at him. Spinning in place his foot came around and caught her in the head, knocking her to the side. The other women present started screaming at the seen and almost trampled over each other trying to get away.
Persephone knelt on the ground, snarling at him. Then she grabbed the doorman and hurled him at her opponent. He caught the man, tried and succeeded in not falling back from the added weight then tossed the doorman aside. Persephone gave a unearthly scream at him before changing direction and breaking down the front door to get away. He didn't hesitate to chase after her,
Still sitting in the chair Jules lowered her head and started rubbing the bridge of her nose, “Damn it Carter.” This was a mess she was probably going to have to clean up for him. This had better not become a regular habit with him after they were married. Realizing she had to say something since Lady Daphne was still there she thought fast. “I.. uh... guess he liked it a little rougher than I originally thought.” Then she felt an arm around her neck and struggled to free herself as she was pulled off the chair.
***
Chasing the horror possessed woman down the street Carter dodged or jumped over any obstscle she threw in his way. This Horror was faster than the body it possessed looked considering the shoes she was wearing. She turned a corner down a side street that a sign claimed was a dead end, and the horror probably knew the area better than he did. Still he charged forward, not even thinking about slowing down as he took the same corner and kept going.
Once down this particular street he did slow down a bit, suirrounded by the brick walls of the other buildings and no apparent way out beside the way he just came he discovered he was alone. Looking up at the roofs he didn't see her, and there was no place that he could see that she could hide. Carter was about to ask the pin on the left side of his coat if he could still detect it. Then he heard a scream from above and a tinny male voice cried out, “Carter move!” Quickly getting out of the way he turned around when he heard her hit the ground. She looked at him and snarled before pouncing at him. Carter was ready catching her and throwing her into one of the walls. She crashed hard against it and he went on the attack
She staggered against his punches. Somehow she started fighting back, first blocking his strikes then connecting with some of her own. On the defense Carter did his best to minimize the damage she could cause. The horror was also stronger than the woman looked as well. She grabbed at him so he ducked and ran passed her. Jumping up he planted a foot on the wall a behind her and kicked off, spinning around with a roundhouse kick that landed with a solid crack against her head. The woman went to the ground but was still moving. Carter took that moment to reach inside his coat and pulled out a black staff with gold looking inlay at the ends and the middle. Raising it up he tried to smash it down on the woman's head but she had already moved so all he got was the pavement under his feet.
She got up and Carter pressed his attack, striking with the staff almost at will. Then she grabbed the other end of the staff mid swing, and with a grunt swung him around and let go. Landing with a bone shaking thud. Carter rolled with the momentum of the impact to get to an unsteady knee. That shook him up more than he wanted to reveal at that particular moment. The woman tilted her head back and screamed as the horror revealed it's true self. Black leather like wrappings covered her entire body, it's eyes and mouth replaced by a closed zipper looking thing. The horror came at him again. He block the first swipe at his head with the staff. Then it reached in with the other hand and grabbed him by the shirt and threw him with all she had into the other wall.
Trying to regain his senses as fast as he could Carter gripped the other end of the staff and pulled, revealing the hidden blades that were inside. In response the Horror's wrapping seemed to come undone as a whip like object uncoiled from her forearms. She snapped them a bit before moving in his direction. Carter did his best to avoid the whips, the only real protection he had outside of his blades was the magical seal on his coat but that didn't cover everything, as proven when a end got through his defenses and hit his cheek, snapping his head around. His hand went to it on instinct he pulled it away to see some blood on the back of his fingers. The Horror seemed to enjoy the damaged she caused by the way she was moving. Ignoring the stinging feeling on his cheek he twirled the dual blades in his hands for a bit before resetting into a new defensive stance.
The Horror started moving her arms around again snapping those whips at him. Thinking he had her attack figured out he ran into the whips swinging his blades to deflrct what he could, A quick snap kick knocked the Horrors head back since it wasn't expecting his sudden aggression. A few slashes from his blades caused her to retreat a bit. With the extra space she altered her strategy and started attacking with her legs as well. Carter found himself back on the defense thanks to the added limbs, then she started jumping around, trying yo attack him from different angles. The attacks were coming at him so fast he could barely keep up. Then the her foot caught the side of his head knocking him around. Momentarily stunned he felt one of those whip wrap around tightly around his throat. Instead of struggling his first instinct was to to try and cut it with one of the blades. The Horror was expecting this as the other one wrapped itself around one of his wrists as he tried to get the blade into position.
Feeling her trying to pull him back towards her he put up a fight to stay where he was. Feeling the whips tighten the more he fought against them he twirled the blades again until he had a reverse grip on them. With some effort he was able to connect them into the double bladed staff. Realizing what he was thinking of the Horror pulled tighter. With one last pull against her Carter held his weapon out in front of him and spun it once, cutting a circle of light in front of him. Then he jumped backwards using the Horror's own pull to get a bit more distance. Flipping over it he quickly aimed and hurled the double bladed staff like a javelin through the circle. He landed behind the Horror as it pierced the ground on the other side, already in it's transformed state. The interior of the circle began glowing once it pierced the it. Still kneeling Carter slightly nodded his head. Red pieces of armor flew out of the circle hitting the Horror as they passed and covered Carter. The blows caused her to release the whips grip on him to try and protect herself. She looked back to see a the unblinking blue eyes of a wolf like helmet stare back at her. A slight growl seemed to fill the air briefly before he charged forward.
Slowing down a bit as he got closer to bat the whips away he continued toward the Horror who started to back. She looked back to double check where the staff was and he saw his chance grabbing the closest arm and pulled her in to land a solid knee to her gut. Stumbling back she waved an arm wildly . Getting his left arm up it wrapped around his wrist again, but this times he reached out with his right to get a grip on the whip and pulled. A quick scramble allowed the Horror to reposition herself in order to stop from being pulled forward. They struggled in a deadly game of tug of war before the Horror jumped at him. Stumbling back from the sudden lack of tension he was caught with a knee to the face as she past. On the ground she started whipping him again, sparks flying off the armor. She kept wailing away trying to keep him down more than trying to hurt him. Again Carter grabbed one of the whips and pulled her forward, giving him the opportunity to get to his feet.
Seeing her getting ready to pull again, he gave her a taste of her own medicine by letting go. She took a few unsteady steps back as he charged, connecting with a straight elbow strike to the head. Dazed the Horror didn't have any chance to protect herself as he started throwing punches, knees and kicks at her. Grabbing her by the neck he ran toward the bladed staff still in the ground. Once close enough he grunted and swung her over head, making sure she was impaled on the other end. Stepping back the Horror exploded as it hung there, now sealed inside the blade for the moment.
Pulling the staff free the armor returned to the circle that appeared above him momentarily. Hand going to his still bleeding cheek he just looked at the blood before seperating the weapon and returning it to it's staff form. On his chest the Gothic looking pin spoke up, “That was the only Horror I detected back there, it should be clean, more or less. Who knows what goes on in those rooms,” it added when Carter looked down at it.
“Not our business Xypher,” he told him.
“But how didn't anyone else back there not know what was going on?”, he went on. “Someone had to have notice that clients were disappearing from back there. Maybe even the other workers.”
“The Horror had help,” Carter mused, thinking it over. “Somebody, or the... entire... group...,” he trailed off as a thought occurred to him, “Jules.” Without another word he ran out of there and back to the house.
Reaching it he stopped in what was left of the doorway and looked inside fearing the worst. But there she was sitting cross legged on the counter, examining a riding crop in her hands. She looked up seeing him and smiled, “Hi honey.”
Carter lowered his head as he leaned against the door jam. Forcing himself to calm down he looked back up before entering the room, “What happened?”
“The madam or what ever you'd call here was in league with the Horror. After the two of you left after putting on the impromptu show she went after me saying 'we killed her, we killed them all', that sort of thing. After all the other ladies ran for the hills I was able to knock her out and put her in,” she pointed the crop at another door in the room, “the toy room I think they call it. I thought about tying her up but I figured she might enjoy it when she came to.” Jules then saw the wound on his cheek. She hopped off the counter and walked toward him. Reaching inside her coat she retrieved a handkerchief that she started dabbing against his wound, making him wince a little from the renewed stinging sensation. “I swear I don't know what you did before I came into your life. Are you okay?”
“I'm fine, it's just a scratch,” he told her. “I'm pretty sure it already stopped bleeding.”
“Uh-huh,” she commented as she pulled the handkerchief away and looked at the small bits of his blood staining it. “I don't think it's going to leave a scar so nothing majorly or magically medical is going to be needed.” She continued to dab at the wound. “So how long did it take for you to come rushing to my rescue?
“I knew you could handle anything here. So there was no need to worry,” he said.
“Lair,” Xypher quipped. Carter quickly flicked him in response.
Still Jules smiled at her future husband,”Nice try, but I do appreciate the thought. Just remember the...”
“Handle everything part,” he finished for her. Jules finally stopped messing with the wound, satisfied it wasn't going to bleed any more. “We better report this to the Watchdogs, and let them know some witnesses got away.”
She frowned, “That's going to be a fun conversation. We better let K-Byte know as well, just so he can keep a look out for any online talk about this one and he can inform Alexander who can track them down.” Nodding and with nothing else to do here Carter headed for the door to leave. Jules was right behind him, still playing with the crop, swinging it around and the like. Suddenly Carter turned around and took it from her. He look at it then at her before throwing it so it landed behind the counter before leaving.
More upset that he thought he could just do that more than anything Jules protested, “I wasn't going to use it.” Clasping her hands behind her back as she followed him out she softly added, “Much.”
***
Waking up the next Morning Jules sat up and stretched. Looking over at the window she guessed it was still morning, then she looked at Carter who was still sleeping next to her. The way he described the fight with the Horror she figured he needed the rest and tried to not wake him as she got out of bed. Taking a quick shower and getting dressed she re-entered the bedroom and looked him. Knowing Carter he'd probably be up soon any way, she thought she had his morning routine somewhat down at this point, at least when he generally tended to wake up. As often as they been sharing the same bed for these past few months she had better.
Deciding that she was going to surprise him by making breakfast before his usual work out Jules quietly exited the room and headed down stairs. Maybe say good morning to Xypher as well, seeing how she sort of missed talking to the pin. Granted before now she usually left a small message for Carter with him before she left for her own place she still liked talking to him. And maybe check to make sure he was okay with how things were going between her and Carter. At least that was the plan before she spotted some guy she never seen before look likr he was tidying up the front hallway. Well dressed and maybe in his fifties if she had to guess, he paid her no attention at first.
Moving down a couple of steps he finally looked up and noticed her. “Good Morning Miss, I do believe the name is Jules. It's a pleasure to finally met you after all this time.” He approached her with an extended hand.
Not sure what else to do she took it, but she was still confused about who this guy was and what he was going here. A quick glance at the front door behind didn't show any sign he broke in. “It's a...um... pleasure to met you as well. Who are you exactly?”
He looked surprised, “What am I thinking? I should introduce myself to the future lady of the house.” Letting go of her hand he stood a little straighter and pulled on his vest to adjust it a bit, “I am Mason, I'm the servant for Rook.”
Here she thoughr she had him, “Carter doesn't have a servant.”
He sighed more than stiffen like she thought he would, “Yes I should have figured he wouldn't have mention me. As I said I'm the servant for Rook, as in who currently holds the title, which at the moment is Carter.” He went on with what he was doing before she interrupted.
She followed him, still a bit suspicious of the guy, “Then how come I've never seen you before now?”
“Well it is a rather long story,” Mason told her. By her expression she made it clear she wasn't going any where, “As I'm sure you've surmised I was serving the previous Rook when Carter took on the title. However he made clear his discomfort of having some one like myself around.” She nodded, that did sound like the Carter she knew. “So he told me to keep serving the previous Rook and his family, which I am doing. But it didn't feel right, like I was foregoing my commitment to Rook. So after a talk with him and the previous title holder Carter agreed that I could come in two to three days a week to make sure everything is in it's place and his cupboards are fully stocked.”
Now some things she noticed before were making a bit more sense. “You're the reason why some of the things I like have been around here now.”
He confirmed her theory with a simple, “Yes.” He suddenly looked pleased about something, “In fact that was the first time he specifically requested that I pick up anything. So I realized right away how much you meant to him.”
Despite herself Jules smiled at this bit of news, she knew he was a bit of a softie deep down. “Carter told me a little about the previous Rook and his family. I get the feeling the two oldest daughters wouldn't exactly be happy with this situation.”
Mason sighed again, “That would be true of Nancy, Mr. Eric's middle child. She always seems a bit upset when I return from making sure things were all right here, even refusing to speak to me depending on her mood. His oldest, Silvia, wasn't happy either but she has gotten over it, knowing I'm just doing the job I was assigned.” He looked thoughtful for a moment. “Lillian, the youngest daughter, surprised both Mr. Eric and myself when she stated her displeasure in the arrangement.”
“Really?”, Jules asked, a bit surprised ast this new. Did Carter know about this? “Carter has been under the impression that she was the only one of the three who actually liked him.”
“And she is,” Mason quickly said. “It was more of the forced change of her usual routine that upset her more than anything, she is a bit of a creature of habit,” he added with a slight smile. “But like Silvia she has gotten over it. A little quicker than her older sister I might add.”
He opened the door to the den and they both went inside. Jules excused herself past him and went to the desk and removed the cover from Xypher's stand. “Morning Xypher,” she chimed.
“Morning Jules,” he replied. “I see you finally met Mason.” Okay she got the confirmation that he was at least who he said he was that she was looking for.
“Yes I have, you or Carter could have told me about him before now.” , she tapped the pin on the head, Mason seemed amused by the gesture,
Mason walked over to the desk and start looking through various piles of paper that was on it, “Before I forget Makai Priest Alexander stopped by to deliver a message,” this perked her interest. “Ah here it is, a K-Byte?”, he looked to her for confirmation of the name. When she nodded he continued, “Well he requests yours and Carter's presence before your upcoming nuptials.”
“I'll try to convince Carter to go,” she said taking the message in hand. “I assume you know how hard that can be at times.”
Again Mason just nodded with an amused look, “Now if you will excuse me Miss, I'll start breakfast for the two of you.”
“But I was..,” he was already out of the room before she could finish her thought.
“Let him,” Xypher told her. “Mason enjoys cooking for others. The old man always said his cooking was the best. Never in front of his wife though”
Blowing out a breath she tried to take this new bit of information in. And she was going to have to ask Carter why he never told her about Mason to begin with. At least interrogate the pin a little harder.
***
Carter reconnected the staff as he watched the four ax like blades retracted back to the ceiling. He was a bit off today, at least he thought so. And he knew the reason, Jules found out about Mason. And it wasn't the idea she was mad at him for keeping him a secret. But the slight disappointment in her face bothered him. Really there was no real reason to hid his existence from her, he just hated the idea of somebody waiting on him hand and foot. And honestly he should have mention ed she might meet him sooner rather than later. She left after a bit, saying she had something to do and that she'd be back later. Carter had no reason to not believe her, but something was still nagging him in the back of his mind. “I still have a lot to learn about being part of a couple, don't I?”, he looked over to his coat hanging on the wall.
“You said it, I didn't,” Xypher responded. “I know this is still pretty new to you, but even the old man had a simpler time once he married his wife.”
“Guess I'm a bit too much like my father,” he mused. Another thing that was bothering him today. He sent an invitation for him and his mother to attend his and Jules' ceremony weeks ago. So far nothing, not even anything saying they wouldn't be attending. He looked at the staff in his hands, maybe taking on the title of Rook bothered him more than Carter thought. One problem at a time he told himself, deal with the relatively smaller one first. “Can you think of anything else Jules might be in the dark about?”
“Not unless you're hiding something from me too,” he told him. “Just give her a bit of time. She was getting curious at how well kept the place was if you recall.” He did but said nothing as he walked over and retrieved his coat, putting it on He figured he do some gate hunting beforer nightfall, hopefully run into Jules along the way so they could talk things out. Carter opened the door that led to main building above and saw her standing there, along with a rather big steamer trunk and another Makai Priest.
“Oh, hi Carter,” she said noticing him. And realized he was staring at the trunk. “Okay, I should have asked first, but.” She glanced at the other priest who got the hint and excused himself for the moment. “But since I'm going to officially move in after we're married I figured I should start bringing more of my things over to save time later.”
“Makes sense,” he told her and it did. “But why bring it down here?”
“All right here's were I should have asked first.” she moved past him and into the training room. “This trunk contains a lot of my equipment and books. I figured since you have this whole room you're not really using,” crossing the room she opened a side door revealing another room empty except for a layer of dust on the floor. “That I can use it as a workshop. I'll keep my books and equipment in here so it doesn't get in the way.”
Carterr looked at the room for a second before going, “It might be a bit crowded if you want to use the space for a workshop. Especially if you put in a work bench.” She looked a bit disappointed before he added, “We can keep the books in the den upstairs at least.”
Realizing what he was saying Jules quickly hugged him around the waist saying, “Best future husband ever.” Then she hurried off leaving Carter to briefly wonder why Mason hasn't touched this particular room at all since he made it clear just his bedroom was off limits.
“She really had to twist your arm there didn't she,” Xypher commented after a couple of seconds, with a bit of humor in his voice.
Carter look in the room again, before closing the door, “I had to be keeping it empty for a reason.” Xypher couldn't see the slight smirk on his face as he said that.
***
Once upstairs they entered the den. Jules kept talking plans for the room. “Now I'm going to have to go through both our book collections, I'm sure there's going to be doubles somewhere. I can keep any duplicates I have downstairs in my new workshop.”
“We can go through them,” he told her. “You don't have to do it all by yourself.” He stopped talking when she saw her look at the desk. Then he noticed what she was looking at, a red envelope singling the Watchdogs had an assignment for him.
Jules looked particularly unhappy at this, “They do know we're getting married soon, don't they?”, she asked. “I don't want them wearieng you out before then.”
“What have you two been doing in the bedroom then?”, Xypher asked her. Carter quickly flicked him, “Ow! I'm just asking.”
“Thank you,” Jules said as Carter approached the desk. Taking the envelope in one hand and his Madou lighter in the other he ignited a corner with the blue flame.
Letting go as it was completely consumed the ashes of the envelope rearranged themselves to form a message in the Makai language that hung in the air. Just long enough for him to read it.“A team of two Horrors have appeared. Go home to get details on the two,” Carter said out loud
“Go home?”, Jules repeated. “Something here has these details?” She looked at the books on the selves, “That go through is going to take longer than I thought.”
“I don't think they meant here exactly,” Carter said, not looking particularly happy. There was only one other home that they could be talking about. Although he wasn't sure what could be there either.
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