The beast exists because it is stronger than the thing that you call evolution. In it is some force of life, a demon, driving it through millions of centuries. It does not surrender so easily"
William Alland
Howe is enraged. In one hand he holds a copy of the latest issue of the Oracle. Somehow, someway the story had gotten printed. It wasn't supposed to have gotten that much attention, the timing had been planned to ensure the event unworthy of news or publication. The entire irony of the Lawful Citizens demanding Protection should have made the story obsolete. Who would dare give such obvious fools any press or attention"! Well, the Oracle did. He vows to have revenge on that rag of a newspaper but that has to wait, there are more pressing matters at hand.
A fist slams into the desktop, cracking the thick, aged wood like one might a toothpick. Beady eyes shoot daggers at the man sitting across from him. "Where is he" Where is Lucien Mal?" Howe bellows as his assistant Jasper Von Todd.
Von Todd shrugs. "I have no idea, Mr. Howe. Why don't you tell me?"
Howe grows more agitated because of the assassin's insolent tone. "You work for me, insect; I can crush you with a thought. I wouldn't push me if I were you, Jasper." Howe stands while he's speaking and leans over the desk towards Von Todd. "Now this is what you are going to do, lackey boy, you are going to find Lucien Mal. If he's not dead, you are going to make him dust. If he is dead I want proof!"
"If you can't do this" You will be *fired*, do you understand, Von Todd" And when I say fired I do mean extinct. I want you to go back to that forsaken realm and finish what I assigned you. Find Lucien Mal and if he isn't already dead, kill him!" Howe takes a moment to think then continues. "And while you are there, find out everything you can about the Oracle; the staff members, their family members, who does what when where and why! I want full dossiers of every freaking one of them news mongers. They are going to pay for their insolence, just like you Jasper. Just like you.?
Without any warning Howe attacks, with a lift of his hand a cold, blue line of flame shoots out and into Jasper causing the man to arc high off the chair screaming in pain. Howe laughs as he watches Jasper's body spasm and jerk. Sometimes he really does get to enjoy his job.
Howe Cofounder of DCH An inter-dimensional law firm of some renown.
Howe is enraged. In one hand he holds a copy of the latest issue of the Oracle. Somehow, someway the story had gotten printed. It wasn't supposed to have gotten that much attention, the timing had been planned to ensure the event unworthy of news or publication. The entire irony of the Lawful Citizens demanding Protection should have made the story obsolete. Who would dare give such obvious fools any press or attention"! Well, the Oracle did. He vows to have revenge on that rag of a newspaper but that has to wait, there are more pressing matters at hand.
A fist slams into the desktop, cracking the thick, aged wood like one might a toothpick. Beady eyes shoot daggers at the man sitting across from him. "Where is he" Where is Lucien Mal?" Howe bellows as his assistant Jasper Von Todd.
Von Todd shrugs. "I have no idea, Mr. Howe. Why don't you tell me?"
Howe grows more agitated because of the assassin's insolent tone. "You work for me, insect; I can crush you with a thought. I wouldn't push me if I were you, Jasper." Howe stands while he's speaking and leans over the desk towards Von Todd. "Now this is what you are going to do, lackey boy, you are going to find Lucien Mal. If he's not dead, you are going to make him dust. If he is dead I want proof!"
"If you can't do this" You will be *fired*, do you understand, Von Todd" And when I say fired I do mean extinct. I want you to go back to that forsaken realm and finish what I assigned you. Find Lucien Mal and if he isn't already dead, kill him!" Howe takes a moment to think then continues. "And while you are there, find out everything you can about the Oracle; the staff members, their family members, who does what when where and why! I want full dossiers of every freaking one of them news mongers. They are going to pay for their insolence, just like you Jasper. Just like you.?
Without any warning Howe attacks, with a lift of his hand a cold, blue line of flame shoots out and into Jasper causing the man to arc high off the chair screaming in pain. Howe laughs as he watches Jasper's body spasm and jerk. Sometimes he really does get to enjoy his job.
Howe Cofounder of DCH An inter-dimensional law firm of some renown.