DS Headquarters August 4th 11 AMCirce paced back and forth in the room that was supposed to be her bedroom. She hardly used it except to keep a change of clothes if hers were to… stained. But as of this moment, the sounds of a feral animal unleashing it's rage could be heard inside.
”That fucking bastard Luka!! Why did he get in my way!!” Circe screeched, her voice cracking.
”First I am going to kill that little Lite Bright, and then we will see just how much a blood mage really can bleed!!” She slammed the furniture around the room as she ranted and raved in frustration.
Luka was able to hear her through the door. He chuckled under his breath at Circe's anger and, after bracing himself in case something sharp came at him, opened the door slowly and stood in the doorway with a grin on his face
"hmhmm, well you'll find that I bleed a lot, but I'm not that easy to kill"Hearing his voice Circe whirled around towards the door, her eyes widened in fury. She flicked her hand and the shadows produced spikes that stopped mere centimeters from Lukas throat.
”A lightmage, Luka, there is a fucking LIGHT MAGE IN OUR HEADQUARTERS!! It has to die, all light must be extinguished from existence. Then the beautiful, black velvet of darkness can finally have a turn. Think of the despair!! We can watch the little piss ants lose their minds, and than we can toy with them all we want!! Just let me know it now!! No one else knows he is here, if they ask we can say he never showed up!! Let me just hug his throat with my hands, I won't hug him long, just till his legs stop kicking!! Or better yet, let me stab him, just a couple hundred times is all!! Maybe just enough until until his eyes won't open anymore. You can have his blood!!” At some point in her bargaining, Circe started frothing at the mouth a little bit. She hurriedly wiped it away as she looked at Luka, hoping for a yes
Luka smiled and ran a hand over his own cheek, finally closing the wound on it. He slowly pushed the spikes away from him then and stepped past them, coming up to Circe and wiping away a bit of froth she missed with his thumb before putting his hands on her shoulders
"You don't need to bargain with me my little shadow. You know I'm more than happy to let you kill them, but you need to know when to do it if you want to get everyone. Bossman's already a bit cross with you for what you did, making a mess in our own headquarters would've gotten you in too much trouble"If anyone other than Talya or Ty put their hands on her before she got control of herself again she would of lopped off body part. Now only a feral growl escaped her throat.
”Just because I like your ability vampire does not mean I will not kill you where you stand if you ever touch me again. And Aly got one teammate killed, he wouldn't even miss an other. And I won't ever kill a hundred people again while I work under him again, you can promise the whore boss that. And if you don't want to kill the glow sticks keep him away from me!! Now leave. I am going to call Lana, I have something entertaining to talk to her about.” Circe’s smile would of scared even the Joker if he saw it.
"Aww, you do like me" Luka smirked
"And you're wrong if you think I care about the light mage, hell kill him and strangle Al with the kids guts for all I care. Just do it when you have a good chance to not be discovered. I like you a lot more than I like bossman, but he's still stronger than you and if he decided you were more trouble than you're worth...well, I guess you'd actually like that kind of mess" Luka sighed and before she could do anything he leaned in and planted a kiss on her forehead
"hmm well, you girls have fun" he patted her shoulder and turned to leave
"you ever want to come along next time I have to melt someone just say so, eh? Da Svidan'ya"If Luka could see into the room without being in it, he would notice the several shadow daggers that became embedded in the door right where his head was. She slumped on her chair as it materialized beneath her and pulled out her phone. She hit speed dial number two, and a picture of Lana's face appeared on the screen, of course she didn't know her picture was taken. If she saw the candid shots Circe stole of her, she would prob kill Circe, break her phone and kill her again. On second thought, she was relatively sure Lana would do that just to get the crazy lady out of her hair. She waited while the phone rang for her hateful best friend to answer.
Lana was just stepping through the door to her apartment when her phone started ringing. She let the shopping bags in her hands float off to sit on the counter so she could pull the phone from her pocket and answer. Seeing the name "Psycho Bitch" flashing across the screen drew out a frustrated groan.
"The hell do you want Circe?" Lana grumbled into the phone. Normally she wouldn't answer, and let the call go to voicemail, since the only reason Circe ever called her was to mess with her. But the pestering she would get if she didn't answer was arguable more annoying in the end. She could always hang up if the call got too much anyway. While she waited for the female on the other end to explain the reason for her calling, Lana made her way over to the couch to sit down so she could at least be comfortable during, what would most likely be, one of the most annoying phone calls she had ever had.
Lana picked up fairly quickly, one of Circe’s slick smiles appeared on her face. A new knife appeared in her hand, than thought better of it. She lit up a smoke and puffed away for a second, if Mommy Al caught her smoking in her room, he would be infuriated, her smile grew thinking about it.
”Lana, dearest, how are you today?? Have you decided to let the fun side show at all??”Lana lay back on the couch and picked up the remote so she could turn the tv on. Then she sat there, flicking through the channels, not particularly paying any attention to what Circe was saying. There wasn’t anything of interest on, but she wasn’t paying much attention to the tv either, she just enjoyed the background noise. It was also a nice distraction, so she didn’t end up losing it at Circe, especially since she knew that would only amuse her.
"Circe, I know you don't give two shits about how I'm doing, so cut the small talk and tell me why the hell you're calling me." Lana drawled, sounding as bored as ever. Everyone who knew Lana knew she didn't care much for small talk, especially not when she knew the other person had ulterior motives.
[Color=pink]”Now Lana, is that anyway to talk to your most favoritest person in the whole world?? You really shouldn't be so mean, doubly after I just had the most [I]interesting[/] conversation with a new recruit. Your name may, or may not of come up in the conversation.”[/color] Circe finished her cigarette and waited for Lana's reply
”First of all Circe, you’re not even close to being my least favorite person, let alone my most. Secondly, what new recruit and what kind of interesting conversation?” Lana didn’t want to admit it, but the crazy bitch had managed to pique her interest a little. She was still frustrated with how long it was taking the woman to get to the point, though.
”And don’t keep dragging it out. Tell me why you’re calling or I’m hanging up, and I won’t answer again.”She got under Lana's skin which made Circe snicker a bit before continuing on with the conversation.
”There is a new guy…. I don't remember his name, doesn't matter I will kill his glow stick looking ass soon. The mommy part of this conversation with this guy, totally weak by the by, didn't even try and shoot at me with flashlight. Was that he knows you. He said that he, and here's the funniest part, that HE SAVED YOU from getting curb stomped by some guildlings!! Hahahahahaha oh my darkness!! If I wasn't trying to kill him so hard, I probably would of straight pissed myself in the middle of the meeting room!! I can't believe that some Apollo mother fucker had to save you from getting your ass killed!! So Lana, when was it?? Huh huh huh?! How did it feel to be the damsel in distress and be saved by a knight in SHINING armor?!” Circe lost control of herself and started cackling heavily, she wiped a tear from her eye and waited to see if Lana's fun side would come out to play.
It took a second for Lana to click onto what Circe was saying, but between the several light references and the mention of someone saving her, she did eventually get it. She went silent for a while, her blood began to boil at the sound of the shadow mage's laughter and mocking tone.
'I'm going to fucking kill that kid...' The sound of something snapping would be heard, breaking her from her thoughts. When she looked down to see what it was, she discovered the remote she had been holding was now in two pieces.
"Shit...Listen, Circe, it happened nearly a year ago. I was drunk, it was dark, and they jumped me in an alley. They got lucky. But the only people that were saved that night were those guildy assholes. If that kid hadn't gotten in the way, I would have killed them...as soon as I got my sense back. And for your information, you psycho fuck, I have never been, nor will I ever be, A FUCKING DAMSEL IN DISTRESS!" She'd lost it, which she knew would only amuse Circe even more, but she couldn't help it. She wasn't going to sit there let anyone make a mockery of her. If only she could reach through the phone and strangle her, then her problems would be solved. She didn't want word of that night getting out to anyone else, least they try and question her authority. Although she would have no issue with putting anyone in their place should they try, it was easier if it didn't get to that. Unfortunately, even though she had the power to follow through with it, she knew threatening Circe wouldn't get her anywhere. She would have to handle this smartly and in a calm a manner as possible.
"So, is that it then, all you wanted was to mock me? Or is there another point to this call? If not, I have more important shit to do."Circe heard the small crunch of something, followed by Lana's explanation of what had happened the night in question. Circe’s smile grew wider as the veiled threats began to stream in. After the tirade was over Circe began laughing even harder.
”Oh Lana, did it happen?! Did you finally go POP?! Please Lana come play with me, we can kill so many people, and if it makes you feel better, you can imagine them as the little Morningstar. Text me, mwah.” And with that Circe hung up and began laughing in earnest.
Lana couldn't even get another word in before Circe hung up, but if she had they likely would have been more threats and curses, nothing really worth saying. By the end of the call she was fuming, she needed to let off some steam. She couldn't do that in her apartment though. She had already had to pay out masses of fees in damage repairs, as well as replace several pieces of furniture, she didn't have money for that anymore. There was one place she could go to let the anger out without any worry though; her warehouse. Well...she didn't own it, but she still considered it hers. Lana didn't even bother to turn the TV off before she got up and left, grabbing a jacket on her way out, and slamming the door behind her.
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