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kio_fyre · #21 (**permalink**) 05-04-2008

[seeing as this is apparently side plot]

Valcenz had gone about business outside of the dungeons when he suddenly heard the footsteps in pursuit of his form. Irking a smooth, dark brow, he tilted his head to peer upon Jason and could not help but offer a smooth, calculating smile. If only he had known about those wannabe rebels sooner, then he could have sent out his little lapdog now and squashed them into silence, but then... He glanced at the figure, musing as he came to a stop before the man - but another loyal lap dog created by his whiles.

He had assigned the discovery of these upstarts to his lovely butcher but... well, a little competition would be so very amusing to watch. He mused calmly, taking his time in deciding; for it was his time after all, before looking down at Jason. "How good of you to return," he purred, eying the man carefully. He often questioned when his work upon Jason would unravel and his loyal dog would turn around to bite his fingers, but that wasn't a question for now. That, and Valcenz knew he could dispose of the man if needed.

"What a surprise. I do in fact have something for you to do." Part of him, just for the sheer amusement of it, almost thought of telling him to do something menial like empty chamber pots, but even Valcenz had his limits. Valuable tools were not to be abused. So while underlings like Jason and the butcher feared or respected him, they were over all appreciated by Valcenz. However, they were exceedingly disposable. If Valcenz could make them once, he could easily make them again.

He made a quick gesture, meaning that Jason should rise while Valcenz spoke to him. Two heads were better than one, but a little competition would be exciting. "There's a few upstarts riding on my coat tails you see. They want what I still fight hard to keep. I want you to use whatever method you have to find them... and please, do destroy them, because if you can do it, then it obviously isn't worth it to waste my time on them."

At that, Valcenz grinned in amusement to himself before striding on as though Jason were not but a statue sitting in his grand tower of towers. Something to be glanced at. Occasionally marveled at, but still something to be passed by in the end.