Thread: The Elementalist (Lady Nefrodiel)

Oh, yes, of course, she was doing a fine job convincing him she wasn't like other magic-users. Yes, sir! Threatening him sure made him feel more sympathetic towards her--NOT! Hyam just ground his teeth, tight-lipped while she talked--after he'd explicitly told her NOT to--and seethed inside at her words. But now he was no longer willing to engage her in discussion anymore. Partly because he felt the point was moot and she was just contradicting herself now--in his reasoning, anyway--but also because he felt tempted to blame her for everything magic-users had done to humans and him personally. It was foolish to take his anger for what had happened to him out on her especially when it would do no good except piss him off even more since she wasn't the one responsible. So, when she was done, he shook his head in denial and let out a disgruntled breath before walking away. Forget it, he said to Mutch as he neared the doorway. I don't care if Saml skins me alive, I'm not staying down here. YOU watch over her. And with that, he walked out of the room, leaving Mutch alone with the girl. For the longest time, Mutch looked from the doorway to the girl, back and forth slowly, as if he expected her to say something or for Hyam to come back. When it was obvious in his little mind, that the other man had left and wasn't coming back, he jumped up from his stool and ran over to the cell the girl was in. He looked at her avidly, hanging onto the bars and up close, apparently having forgotten she was a magic-user and thus his need to be wary. Hey, cutie, he said panting with liquor tainted breath, apparently having forgotten her name as well. So...tell me about this cousin of yours... Of course. That was the only part of the whole conversation he'd had with her that he remembered. To him, discussion of sexy cousins was all that mattered besides treasure. ------------- Quirking an eyebrow at the red-head and squinting in disbelief Jaichim frowned a little bit in consternation. There was a 'look'? What look? He didn't get a look when he gazed at the Inzilom Medallion. Hmph! he thought as he shook his head briefly, in denial. Of course I'm evening the odds, he said, his expression smoothing out and his tone affecting an honorable seriousness. Just by the magic being in a human's hands I'm doing so. And like the Inzilom, not all of the things can be used outside the families, so what does it matter if I have them or not? It keeps them from being used, period. Thus, the magic-users lose some of their edge when they try to dominate people. He sniffed and rubbed his nails on his jacket in a laid-back manner. By lessening their power, I'm giving regular people at least more of a chance than they would have, had the magic-users kept their treasures. And if I get any 'look' when I see the Medallion, he said rolling his eyes, not even really admitting there was a look. Then it's only an extreme desire to help people. When she talked about her family, Captain Chuliandred sensed she was keeping something back. She hadn't said directly whether she agreed with them or not. From what he knew of other magic-user families, they were pretty corrupt and power hungry. If she was one of them and supported them then why didn't she just say so? Wouldn't she be more proud? The way she held back information implied she was ashamed and that was good enough for Jaichim and his plans. Well, I'm sure you know about how other magic-user families run things, aye? he said, leaning on the table a bit. Ruthless and power-hungry, treating normal people like dirt and taking lives when it benefits them. And I'm sure, you know about the trouble with other pirates in these waters, attacking innocent people's ships and leaving nothing but burned hulls and skeletons behind, while taking captives into permanent slavery. He paused briefly, letting tht sink in and then launched his major point. How would you like to help me? We'll clean up the seas, together, of both the corrupt magic-users who would use their power to destroy lives and of other pirate bands who do nothing but the same. He watched her intently, nothing of his true intentions showing in body or expression.