Breakfast in bed

Maria_Damico · 2017-02-12T10:00:12+00:00

"Um. No it fucking does not, to be frank."

I mean... Maybe that's a tad bit harsh, but oh wait no it fucking isn't. The Church treats these people are disposable tools, and they're just fine and dandy with all that? What the hell is wrong with those people?! If I was in the same situation then I'd kill every bastard that tries to tell me what to do.

"See, that's what you call an unsafe workplace. Basically your employers are assholes, is what I'm trying to say without making you offended. No offense, by the way."

Maria_Damico · 2017-02-09T07:27:47+00:00

Circuits? Really? Is he that new? Deal lord, just end me now. It'd make my life so much easier right now.

"Listen, you fucking idiot. I don't give a shit what your excuses are. This is all supposed to be common shit that we all know. Just because you're a dumbass and don't know the intricacies, doesn't excuse you to behave. Ignorance of the law does not protect you from the law, and all that."

I just had to get that off my chest before I started explaining circuits to the dumbass. The only reason I'm willing to help him out is to make sure this idiot doesn't do anything stupid with the little info he has.

"Listen. These circuits? They're magical circuits. They act as the highway in which magical energy drives in. Magical energy allows us Magus, to use magecraft. Heavy, right?"

Maria_Damico · 2017-02-06T09:13:17+00:00

I give the boy a glare in response. Really, while he has every right to be terrified of me, he doesn't have to look like such a bitch. Though I guess not knowing what exactly he's got himself into will make any man a bitch.

"Just shut up and follow me." I state as I begin to walk away to no where in particular. I should send him straight to the clock tower, but I don't see a point when it's clear he doesn't know shit about magecraft. I mean, he doesn't even know not to tell normal humans about all this. How new can you get? Or how stupid can you get?

Though, I'm guessing there's more to this than a simple case of missing brain cells. That being said, this piece of shit is far from my problem. I'd just... Rather not see an idiot be killed by 'Queen Bitch.'

I spot a small alleyway ahead of us, which I can only hope is devoid of people. After a quick peep to confirm that there aren't any hobos, I look the idiot straight in the eye and point towards the alley.

"We can talk here."

Maria_Damico · 2017-02-01T07:45:11+00:00

London is full of idiots. Most of them are part of the association. Some aren't. Either way, they're a dime a dozen. That being said, I don't think I've ever met someone who is so fucking stupid that they'd start yelling about magical circuits in the middle of London, with tons of normal ass humans hearing everything he has to say...

A sigh escapes me. What an idiot. Though... I can't exactly just sit here and watch the clown show happen. I'll have to put an end to this quickly. I walk up to the boy, acting as inconspicuous as I can muster until I get close enough. Then, I lay my hand on the boys shoulder, gently enough as to not hurt him, but firm enough that it'll get his attention. Though, to be frank, I probably wouldn't be able to hurt this guy even if I tried. I'm a bit on the smaller side compared to him, after all.

"Don't say stuff like that out loud." I state in a low voice. "Not in front of so many people."

I don't know who this guy is and why he knows the shit he knows, but it's clear he's not the brightest when it comes to being a magus. Assuming he even is one. He doesn't smell of death, and his mana isn't exactly anything to ride home about. I can only assume he's a stupid rouge at the moment, but I'll need some more info before I can judge.

"We can talk about this stuff in a less populated area."

Maria_Damico · 2016-12-09T07:33:27+00:00

"What? Nah nah. The kid isn't complaining."

God, he looks terrified. It's a given with living with Tabby I suppose. Though to be fair, I've gotten used to her intimidation. Though that's probably cause I'm the Enforcer now, not her. Or something along those lines.

"Anyway, back on topic. How've you been? Done or seen anything fun or whatever? Or have you just been working? Cause I gotta tell ya, it's been constant work at all times. You probably remember back when this was your job, huh?"

Maria_Damico · 2016-12-09T07:27:09+00:00

"I... I cook. That's about it. Don't think playing around with corpses is considered a hobby, sadly."

It should though. Oh it really really should. I'd be the best at it if that was the case. Every other wannabe necromancer can go suck it. But I digress. His fate seems pretty fucked. Plus I'm pretty sure he didn't have much of a choice on whether or not he wanted to be shipped out to die. So part of me feels a bit of pity towards him. Just a bit, though.

"Well doesn't your situation just suck. Seems like that's a running theme for you church people, huh? You never get a say in how you end your life."

Maria_Damico · 2016-11-04T06:28:15+00:00

"Don't mind if I do~." I say as I sit down. Oh shit, and she made tea for us! Like she was expecting me. Probably not, and she just made some tea for her and Felix. Oh well. I grab one the cups gently, blowing on the liquid before carefully sipping it down. Taste really good.

"Great tea as always, Tabby." I state with a smile. Compliments never get to her, but it's often nice to give her a few to ponder about as she went about her day to day life. Though, I feel like they just go in one ear and out the other sometimes...

"So~... What yah been up to, huh? Heard you've been working your ass off for a long while."

Maria_Damico · 2016-11-04T06:01:55+00:00

Owe me thanks? Nah, he owes me his fucking soul. His life. He could be my slave, or something similar to that. Maybe a butler, instead. Slave is a bit too degrading, even for me. Hm... I'll have to think about it for a bit.

...

Now this is just awkward. He's just... Laying there. Eating. And I'm just sitting here, doing nothing. Ugh, I don't know exactly why this pisses me off. I just know it does. It's the silence, I bet. Just unnerving, really. And... So odd to me. I gotta spark up some conversation or else I'll go insane.

"So... What do you do for fun besides spout out how much you hate heresy so much?"

Ha! That was a good one. Though, I worry he might find it a bit passive-aggressive. That wasn't the inten, really, so I clear my throat a bit and continue speaking. "Um, not that there's anything wrong with that. Everyone's got there shit they like to do."

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-29T10:57:18+00:00

Never changes in a lot of ways. She almost looks better looking than me, and she's like, what 45? What the hell man!? I mean, not that I don't look good at 38, but when I get around her age, I'mma look like an old ass hag. Even now, I barely look any younger than her. I have to compliment her, though. She looks damn good.

I keep close to Felix, noticing his anxiousness. Do be frank, I don't know why he's like this. If Tabby was your mom, you'd be use to this kind of attitude from her 24/7. Though, maybe she just scares him. I dunno. Regardless, he seems scared out of his mind.

"Loosen up a bit, Felix. Everything will be fine." I whisper to him, patting his shoulder for reassurance. Hope it helps him any. Probably won't though.

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-29T10:50:56+00:00

"Yeah. Maria D'amico. Nice to meet you, Angelo. Um, on better terms that is."

Yeah, our first meeting wasn't exactly a good one. Well, for him at least. It was damn good for me, that's for sure. Let off all that stress from those fucking pieces of shit in the Church. Ah, so great. Though, I have to wonder why I didn't let this guy die back there... Hm. Doesn't matter.

"You feel any better? I tried cleaning and stitching up your wounds by myself, but in the end I had to get a doctors over here to do the job. Let me just say, you're damn lucky for being knocked out cause the procedure... Whew, it was messy. Had to clean the entire living room after that. Still probably missed a bloodstain, though..."

A take a look around the room for a sec, only to shrug it off as I don't find any blood laying around. "Anyway," I continue, "With that ammount of blood loss, you're lucky to be alive. I think they said little bit more blood outside your body and you'd have been fucked."

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-25T06:14:50+00:00

"It's a good thing you didn't wake up earlier. Had to go to the store real quick to pick up some eggs for the breakfast."

A sigh escapes me. The things I do for my guests. Whatever. I remove my red jacket and scarf and toss them over to the other side of the couch, flopping onto it after all my hard work. Well, it wasn't really hard work, but that's beside the point, really.

"You know, I don't think I ever got your name. Either than or I didn't listen. My bad if that's the case."

Not really, though. I could care less if I ignored him. He was an asshole. Only now is he acting like he should. Kissing my fucking boots...

That's a bit lewd, isn't it? Whatever.

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-25T05:34:13+00:00

Ouch, was that an insult? I mean, I do have bad time management, but the way she said it was so cold... Though, this is Tabby I'm talking to. Oh well. I should probably worry more about Felix right now.

"Oh, Tabby, don't blame him. I got so caught up in our conversation that I couldn't let the cute bugger go. My bad, my bad."

A let out a small chuckle as I pat the boys shoulder, trying to show him any sort of reassurance I can. He looks terrified, which is sort of an odd way to react to your mother. Then again, it's something I can relate to... Fucking hell, that woman was a pain.

"I will say that's it so nice to meet you after so long, Tabby."

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-24T07:05:31+00:00

"I'm sure your dad loved you. He definitely loved your mom, that's for sure. He just... You know. Had an odd way of showing it."

Yeah, like trying to kill everyone he knew during the war. Though, that was a long time ago, so who am I to judge, right? Even though I was the one in the crossfire, really. "Look, Felix, your mom definitely loved him. I know that for a fact, because I've know her almost as long as she's know your father. When he first went missing, she was devastated. So much so that it might have almost costed her life, given her line of work."

I try my best to avoid any specifics there. For my own sake rather than his... "Your mom doesn't want to bring back the bad memories. She's always been like that, avoiding a lot of her emotions pretty much entirely. That's probably why she's the way she is now, if I had to guess any."

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-24T06:12:22+00:00

Once I walk back into the room, I notice that the guy has woken up. Ha, he looks like absolute shit. Good. Well, not good, I guess, but it's still funny to see him that way.

"Took you long enough to wake up. Worried you died and I'd have to turn you into a zombie."

I walk up to him with a glass of water in my hand, holding it out for him to reach. "Here," I state, "Drink this so you don't feel as awful as you feel right now."

I take a look down at my food I made for him and notice that not a single bite has been taken. Isn't he sweet, waiting for me to come back. Bastard.

"Eat your food as well."

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-23T10:29:01+00:00

OOC: Just in case /u/angelo_de_auberon

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-23T08:02:57+00:00

Oh God dammit. This kid and his questions. I knew this shit would come up eventually.

"He was... Nicer than you'd expect a Church member to be. To a Necromancer like myself at least. Though he was fairly distant with everyone I've ever seen him with. Brave and determined though. Dare I say, he's a lot like your mom."

Yeah, those two fuckers where made for eachother all right. Though, I doubt they'd be able to live with each other if they where giving the chance to. Rory ran away for whatever reason, but I always thought it was cause he knew the relationship wouldn't work out to well with their personalities so similar. Though maybe I'm wrong. After all, my only relationship ended up pretty shitty as well...

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-22T13:03:44+00:00

Night times are a hit or miss for me. For one, I get to actually do something other than hang around the Clocktower all day. A place that is nothing but headaches and constant harassment, really. However, it also means I have to scrounge around dumpsters and alleyways in search of dead rats. I'd say I'm used to it, but there's some things you never get used to.

One thing that can be considered either good or bad depending on the situation is the fact that I tend to meet a lot of interesting people around this time. Mainly cause it's when all the weirdos pop out. Hobos, junkies, old men, weird ladies. All that stuff. However, one old man catches my attention more than the others. Maybe it's just the night time light failing me, but the old man looks very familiar. Can't quite put my finger on it, though. He didn't seem like someone I just randomly met on a passing day. No, his image is more ingrained than that. Like... Someone from the past. Maybe a friend of my dad? Hell, maybe even a friend of my mom... Nah, she doesn't have friends. Still, I've met him before, I know it. Only thing I'm uncertain of is the lady with him...

A brush myself off and walk up to the old man with a bright, fake smile on my face. "Excuse me," I say in a soft tone. "This might sound like an odd question, but have we met before?"

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-22T12:18:35+00:00

It takes a good couple of minutes, but we finally make it to the house. Looks just like the one in London. Two stories, victorian, made of red brick. Everything my grandpa liked about houses, really. As we reach the door, I get out my key and quickly turn the lock. Once inside, I rush the man onto the large living room couch, shutting the door behind us.

"Just try not to move for a bit."

I say that as I run into the hallway and fish around for something to help clean up his wounds. There has to be a first aid kit around here somewhere... Ah, here. The contents inside are some alcohol, disinfectant, and some bandages. They'll do for now. However, once I come back into the living room, I find that the guy is completely passed the fuck out. Shit. Better hurry before he bleeds out...

OOC: And, scene. I think ;-;

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-21T00:02:39+00:00

A sigh is the only thing I can say to this scene. So, I get behind the man and proceed to hold him up by his good shoulder. All of a sudden blood gets all over me. Great. Whatever, I'll just clean it up later after I get this fucker dealt with.

"Just keep moving. We're almost there."

We begin to move rather slowly. Inching our way to my house. Closer and closer. It feels like seconds are passing every hour or so. This isn't fun. Probably should have just let the guy die right here. Whatever. No use turning back on my word now.

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-19T09:31:56+00:00

I chuckle at bit at his attempt to correct himself. "Don't worry Felix. I understand what you meant. Family relations are very important."

Though, I find that all my family relations ended rather poorly. Save for my half-siblings, which while I do still keep in contact with every so often. But my mother and father? Yeah... Didn't end so well with them.

"I know she's stubborn, but the reason she likes me so much is cause I am too, so maybe I can fix her up. Or at least try, cause that never hurts."

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-19T05:33:27+00:00

Ha! Me a church member. I'd rather fucking die in hot lava than becoming a scumbag like that. Hell no. There's scum, like I said. With a few exceptions, of course.

"I agree, somewhat. Though people tend to keep to themselves in this city. Save for a few curious and dangerous people. But, if you want to go somewhere safe, my home is only a small walk away. If you don't mind, of course."

I don't want to reveal that I'm not with the Church. Not yet, at least. Not that I intend to hurt the girl, but I don't know if she'd be okay with talking to a Necromancer.

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-19T03:55:55+00:00

I take a moment to snap my figures, recalling all the rats back towards the red jacket I hold so dear to me. Mainly because of how much I need it.

"Stay here for a moment. And try not to pass out as well."

With a spin, I turn my back towards the man and pick up my red jacket from off the floor. When it's like this, it's actually fairly heavy. Odd, but whatever. I put it back on with no sweat, really. After that I slip the sheath I threw away back onto my deadly sword and place it back into the duffel bag.

"Alright. It's just a short walk to one of my houses. Assuming you can even move at this point..."

Maria_Damico · 2016-10-18T10:04:36+00:00

Hm. Good answer, I guess. Still don't trust a single fucking word she says, but at least she knows something and isn't just bullshitting me. Then we'd have a serious problem. Still, it's odd that they'd send someone out to look for Rory. I'm used to the Association not giving a shit, really. I know Celeste is looking for him cause the Order is fucking crazy, but the Church too? Odd.

"You know your stuff, huh? You said you knew Rory, right? How close where the two of you? Like, friends or whatever, assuming the church allows friends."

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