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Thread: The Wizard and the Goddess Amulet (w/Chaos)

Sunlight shone in through the sliding glass door and fell upon a lump of blankets. It was late morning, sometime between eight and ten, and the blankets started to stir, a loud yawn echoing through the small apartment bedroom as a sleepy wizard pushed away the sheets. He had the last week and some days off, business had been slow, and since he was more then caught up on bills he had taken advantage of the slow period. It was late winter after all, and he hated mucking about in the extreme cold if he could avoid it. He slumped out of bed, and made his way to the small kitchen. He made himself a cup of hot cocoa, dark chocolate, no mallows, and sat down on his couch, wondering what it was like to have a TV and the morning news to watch mindlessly. He laughed to himself just a little bit, and sipped his cocoa as he pulled up a book and started reading it. It was sometime after one or maybe two when he walked into his office downtown. He had a small office that once belonged to a private investigator before him. A real classic style one too, back during the mafia days and indeed, the office looked just like the ones in the old black and whites. There were hardly any changes, but Samael did run the risk of having one of the first answering machines, since he couldn't always be at the office to answer calls. There was no time stamp put on his business card for when people could call, and only a select few were able to get his home phone number. He checked the messages, but there was still nothing there. Good. He smiled, and relaxed into his office chair, causally rummaging through his old files to make sure everything was properly organized. It was. He lost track of time and was ready to leave when the phone rang. He paused, looking at it for a moment, and sighed. Shaking his head for a moment he picked up the phone and answered it after a few rings. Samael, Problem Solver for hire, what troubles you?
Thread: The Wizard and the Goddess Amulet (w/Chaos)

Ring.... Ring... Her polished thumb was hovering pensively over the bright red icon on her phone. In one more ring, she was going to hang up. What was she doing, anyway? This was the world she wanted to leave behind. It was something she had decided years ago. Whatever gifts her ancestry had left her were useless in the modern society. She wanted none of it. Yet here she was, calling a... practitioner as her grandmother had called them. This was a terrible idea. Nothing good would come of it. Finally, her mind was made up. In a moment, she was going to hang up and try to forget about everything. Samael, Problem Solver for hire, what troubles you? a thick, male voice issued from her phone. For a moment she was silent. It didn't seem right to back down now. She took a deep breath, gathered her thoughts, and spoke. Yes? This is Samael's office? Obviously. Stupid way to begin. Try again, she urged herself. My name is Esmine...Smith, She wasn't sure why she lied about her last name. It just didn't feel right to be so open with a practitioner. Something about names was important? She couldn't remember. It had been a long time since she had listened to her grandmother's lectures. I do have a bit of a problem for you to solve. Her voice became more calm and confident as she continued to speak. This was just a business transaction, she reminded herself. She could handle this. Magic was just an minor element. Ultimately it was just the exchange of tender for a service. Thousands of these buzzed across her computer screen for analysis every day. Whatever nerves had been plaguing her were disappearing rapidly. With one hand she stirred her coffee as she chose her words carefully. This particular cafe was nearly deserted this time of day, excellent for concentration. Crowded venues were difficult for Esmine. Too many people in her proximity and she might...hear things...best left unheard. That was not an issue now. Her mind was clear and her resolve firm. I've lost something important to me. Important to my family. No normal means have successfully retrieved it. I'm willing to pay whatever is necessary. Can you help me?
Thread: The Wizard and the Goddess Amulet (w/Chaos)

Smith... He said slowly, clearly noticing her last name was false. I get a lot of Smiths... He added, a dull expression on his face although she could not see it. He supposed that was alright, names do have power, if you know how to use them. It's more difficult to use on humans, for various reasons. But spirits, demons, beings like that, names were far more useful. Still, he never addressed himself as anything more then Samael, it was simpler that way. Well, miss Smith... He said, inflection in his tone of voice that, of course, he realized that was not her actual last name. Divination is not my forte, but if you were the last proper owner of it, I simply need a few strands of hair from you and I can figure out it's general area down to a city block or perhaps even less. Shouldn't be too much of a problem hunting it down from there. However I must ask you what sort of item am I looking for? A small trinket of sentimental value or something... More? Something we should not discuss over the phone? Something we should talk about tomorrow morning, in my office, over coffee? Around eight AM work for you?
Thread: The Wizard and the Goddess Amulet (w/Chaos)

Its a common name, Esmine replied flatly, only slightly defensive. His repetition of her assumed last name made her wince. Perhaps she should have taken a moment to come up with a more convincing one? No matter. In his line of work, he should understand that people wanted to keep some secrets. He didn't press the issue, so she paid it no more mind. Its a... well it was last worn as a hairpin, but its just a sort of... she trailed off, trying to decide once again just how much she could tell him. Its a pendant. Or an amulet of sorts. Been in my family for years. I'll show you a picture when we meet. Divination would be the least of his skills needed to retrieve that thing, she thought. Why, if that was all it would take, she could have managed it herself. She'd never delved into that particular art herself, but the perceptive gifts ran strong in her family. When she didn't consciously block them out, she could sense presences around her, and even decipher the occasional human thought. Before she had lost it, truly lost it, she'd been able to sense the presence of that cursed trinket when it was even a little close. No, wherever it was now, someone or something prevented her from finding it. That bit of information, however, she chose to keep to herself for now. Right. We should talk more in person. Make it 730 and I'll be there.
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He couldn't help but feel that she wasn't telling him the whole story, typical. He sighed, shaking his head slowly. Hopefully she would tell him more when they met up tomorrow. Right... 730 it is then... He said, I'll see you here tomorrow, Miss Smith.... He said, and hung up the phone. He wiped his face with his hand, and let out a shallow groan. Well, okay then.... He jotted down a few notes on a slip of paper before putting said paper into a pocket and headed out, locking the door on his way out and headed back home. He searched through some of his books on ancient amulets, doubting he would find anything of relevance, and then went to cooking dinner. The rest of the night he skimmed over the books, to give himself some ideas of what he might be looking for, and then headed to bed. He woke early the next morning and after a quick breakfast was out on his way to his office. He was there by 715 and had little need to tidy up so he simply took a glance at his notes, placed it folded on the table, and waited in his chair, staring out the window thoughtfully, his back to the door.
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Her kitten heels clacked smartly on the sidewalk pavement as she negotiated the bustling morning streets. The dawn had come to soon. As if feeling victorious, her dreams had returned to haunt her with renewed intensity that night and she had barely slept. Whether they were meant to discourage her or spur her onward towards finding the amulet, was hard to say. Regardless, she walked with her head held high and determination in her step. Her fatigue would be barely noticeable to most. Is this it? At exactly 730, she arrived at his office. Esmine was nothing if not punctual. This was not her only appointment today, after all. Whatever horrors were plaguing her, it was still important to keep a tight schedule. She eyed the office door critically. Is this what the dwelling of a practitioner, a wizard, looked like? It was better not to judge a book by its cover, though. Taking a deep breath, she centered herself. Barging into the domicile of a wizard with her mind and psyche all jumbled would be unwise, to put it mildly. It would be impossible to conceal her clairvoyant tendencies for long, but she could at least keep from broadcasting her thoughts everywhere or inadvertently picking up on his. With a deep breath, she squared her shoulders and entered his office. Mr....Samael? She hesitated. He was there. His presence preceded him. Even while she was desperately stifling her own abilities, she could detect that much. It was hard not to. How long had it been since she had been in the proximity of the arcane? Her eyes came to rest on the chair he was seated in, his back full to her. She crossed her arms and waited, standing in the doorway. She could seem an imposing figure when she wanted. Her long raven hair, swept elegantly into a bun and her head tilted confidently. It belied her true apprehension. I believe we have an appointment. I'm not too early, am I? she said, with a gentle in a level tone.
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It was very feint, but he sensed it before she walked in. She had the Gift. She was a user of Magic as well, although either she never practiced or had very little talent. He listened to her speak, and slowly turned around, a very feint grin on his face. Not at all, you are actually... exactly on time. Completely punctual. A hard skill to have, to be able to... predict, one might say, when to leave so that you arrive exactly on time. So many unpredictable things can happen, a light at the wrong time, a slow driver ahead of you, or perhaps nothing but a clean road and green lights the whole way. That said, It's nice when people are early, that tells me they're serious. You, I'm not sure how to read you... He sat up in his chair, and stood, Well, there is one way... He said, before staring her square in the eyes. Some magical users could do a soul gaze, but not him. His power was far more detrimental, and thus such a gift was not of his. Still, he wondered if she possessed the talent. Even without the ability of the soulgaze, wizards could still get a read on others by locking gazes. Eyes are a portal to one's soul after all, and mystical beings usually could get a read on others this way. Of course in turn she would get the same amount of read on him in return, at least on some level. She would realize at the very least, just how dangerous he could be, and would probably surmise if she was not shown, he was not one to be trifled with. For him, it became quite clear that his teasing her punctuality was right on the hunch. Ah, I see. He said, before breaking eye contact, and he grinned a bit devilishly. Now, Miss, Smith, if that's what you wish for me to call you. This, pendant, amulet, or was it a hairpin? Whatever this missing family heirloom of yours is. Please, tell me what it is. If it's some dangerous object that is the key to unleashing a dark and evil being, I'd really like to know ahead of time. I can probably handle whatever it is I am going to be going up against, but Knowledge, as they say, is power. He slowly sat back down, motioning for her to take a seat before she began, and let her collect herself before explaining the situation.
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It wasn't the first time someone had mentioned her unnatural punctuality. Her friends just assumed she was obsessive- which wasn't entirely inaccurate. But it went beyond that. She just seemed to know when to leave or what routes to take. It was a subtle application of her abilities that she barely admitted to herself. In fact, she was about to object to what he was implying, when her breath caught in her throat. It had happened before she could stop it, she had locked eyes with him. This was something she would have avoided at all costs. How careless. She didn't know if he could soulgaze or not, but the eye contact was enough to make her skin prickle. It was also enough to give her a pretty good idea of the depth of his power and a taste of his personality. She could sense his ferocity and also temperance. There was anger buried there, but it was muted by a deep longing. For what, or perhaps who, she could not be sure. Almost, she could shape it with her mind, but she was too busy trying to look away as quickly as possible. With a start, she jerked her gaze away from his, and stared at the ground, visibly distressed. The gaze had lasted less than a second, but she felt drained. She wondered if he had seen anything of her mind. I thought, she said slowly, when she had begun to regain her equilibrium. That is was common courtesy to avoid direct eye contact like that. You're not very orthodox, are you? With newly regained poise, she walked lightly to a chair across from him. She sat down, legs crossed and folded her hands neatly in her lap. Her straight backed posture seemed confident, but there was an edge to it that had not been there before. Her emerald eyes stayed focused on the table in front of them. Yes, Mr. Samael, knowledge is indeed power, and if I had considerably more of it, we wouldn't be having this conversation, she smirked a little and shook her head. I actually don't know what the amulet is. That was the truth. If she knew more than she was letting on, it wasn't about what the amulet was. All she had to go on were some vague hints from her family and those foreboding dreams. All I know is I've been plagued with harrowing nightmares ever since I...lost it. And I know enough about dreams to know that these were the important kind. I very much doubt that some evil...creature is going to pop out of it.
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Well, if nothing else, he had conveyed his seriousness quite clearly. Her eyes widened in surprise as he leaned in close. She could feel his breath on her face he was so near, but it was his words that struck her. Had she been neglectful? Was her ignorance her own mistake? Her face paled as she struggled to respond to his inquiries. I lost it... I lost it... she began, stumbling over her words. Her words stopped short. Why was she buckling under the chastisement from this stranger? He knew nothing about her or her situation and yet he presumed to judge her based on what little information he had. These unsubstantiated theories about demons and gods and her amulet was designed to frighten her. Make her bend under his will and do whatever he said or perhaps pay whatever he wanted. It felt unpleasantly familiar to her. This was not the first time she had come to a practitioner for help and she did not intend to repeat the mistakes of her past. Well, she would not be intimidated so easily. I came to you for help, not to be scolded like a small child. She was trembling, not with fear now, but with anger. Her cheeks were flushed and her vision swam. If she had been a little girl still, a glass would have shattered or the air in the air would have stirred. But while she had not pursued her supernatural talents, she had learned to control them, subdue them. With a cool poise she did not feel, she rose slowly to her feet. How dare you lecture me on my family or my duties? You know nothing, absolutely nothing. You are presumptuous and rude. It was a mistake for me to come here. Bolting for the door wasn't exactly her style, but she didn't intend to spend another moment in the room with this man if she could help it. Slowly, deliberately she gathered her things to leave. You do not need my name, sir. I will not be hiring you. I will not be receiving any training. And I certainly will not be involving myself in this...council or whatever its called. I will find another solution to my... problem. I'm terribly sorry to have wasted your time.
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He bolted to his feet suddenly, slamming his hands palms down onto the desk. She could immediately feel the tension in the room tighten greatly, and the chairs she was next to shot back and almost slammed into the wall behind her. NO! YOU, are not going Anywhere! This is no longer your choice! You came to Me, and I can not in good conscious let this situation out of my sight! He stared her down hard, almost daring her to make full eye contact again. You would be a fool to think lightly of the Council, there's a reason the majority of humanity remains in blissful ignorance of the supernatural world. He slowly pulled back from the desk, his hands involuntarily turning into fists, his knuckles turning white. He flexed his fingers a few times to get them to relax, and deliberately stepped in front of her. Your name girl. I won't ask again. We are going to find the amulet, and You are Going to take responsibility for it because if I have to fight a big powerful monster with world ending capabilities, I am certainly going to be charging extra. It almost seemed like a joke, but he was far too angry and cold for it to have come out that way. He stared her down hard, not backing off, there was no way she was going to win this one.
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An icy chill crept up her spine as he stared her down. Esmine very carefully avoided eye contact and clutched her purse tightly as if still contemplating escape. It took every ounce of her willpower not to shrink away from him when he stepped in front of her. Like a dog with a bone, he wasn't going to let this go. If she hadn't had the opportunity to glimpse into his soul, she'd think this was all just an act to get her to agree to egregious prices for his services. To her surprise, he seemed genuinely concerned about finding her lost totem. Then again, she had found, that amulet seemed to have that affect on people. After a moment or two more of thought with that palpable tension in the air, she seemed to reach a conclusion. With a sigh of resignation, her shoulders relaxed and she let out a dry chuckle. Well, you are certainly passionate about your work, Mr. Samael. I can't fault you for that. she sighed and passed a nervous hand through her raven locks. If there is some monster - and I'm sure there's not - you will be adequately compensated, I assure you. But I have no intention of taking any lessons or what have you. Intimidate me all you want, on that subject I will not budge. She looked over her shoulder to the opposite end of the room where the chairs had been blasted. Blinking, she mutely wondered when that had happened. The feeling of dread in the room had completely absorbed her attention. It must have made a terrible crash, but she had barely noticed. It still had her rattled actually, though the smoothness of her voice did not betray it. A slight trembling of the hand that clutched her purse being the only tell that he had frightened her. She took a step away from him towards the chairs, just to put some distance between herself and the wizard. I suppose we'll remain standing for the rest of the meeting? she said flatly. She reached into her purse and pulled out a black collapsible folder. She rifled through its contents briefly, before pulling out a orange, well worn document envelope. You'll want my mother's maiden name, not mine. Amari. Hers is the...er...magical side of the family. She and my grandparents come from a small village called Acria. Good luck finding anything about it though. It was obliterated in a border dispute more than 30 years ago. Here is everything I know about my family. Names, genealogy, immigration records...there's not much, I'm afraid. The contents would indeed be sparse, only going back a couple generations. Of particular interest though, was an old black and white photograph of an elegant woman wearing an ornate floral pin with what almost looked like a jeweled eye peering out from the center of it.
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Passion has nothing to do with ma'am. I have a duty to uphold and it Will be upheld. You would do well to not make light of this situation. Guarded Family heirlooms like this rarely have happy benefits. There's almost always a dark secret that they are guarding the world from. Rarely are they protecting the artifact from the world, but most often they are protecting the world from the artifact. He sighed, shaking his head, this would not be a pleasant case. I have to do nothing to intimidate you, The council is the one who will make the decision. Not me. Not you. But the council. He said, leaving out the fact that the council wanted him to be one of their top wardens, and he flat out refused, save for cases of world threats. They could handle it without him. Grab a chair and sit down. He said taking the folder and sitting back down himself, glancing over it as he reclined in his old office chair. He studied each photo, studying the woman's face, before looking at the amulet. One look at it and he groaned, his head falling back and his freehand going for a face plam. Uhhgg... This isn't good. Eye amulets are never good... His hand slid down his face and he placed the folder on the table as he looked up to her. He straightened out in his seat and shook his head. It could be a djinn, or a demon most likely, but it could be some other dark spirit. It may or not be pure evil but it's definitely not going to be a good spirit if there's a Freaking Eye right in the middle of it! He groaned, seemingly very unpleased. He let out a long sigh, and shook his head. Luckily , I have a very good friend who is an archaeologist, and who also owes me quite a few favors. I can give her a call and have her go out there, we miiight have to fly out to meet her. That'll be tricky. I don't mix well with high technology.... He shook his head and let out a small sigh. We'll worry about that bridge when we cross it. Is there anything else you can tell me? Or is this it? A family tree? How about any family lullabies? Songs? Perhaps even family recipes could be of help. This is definitely a family thing so even the most obscure childhood memory could be of great help to us. He said encouragingly.