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tamingthemuseTitle: The Diamond Blood Legacy 2.4
Fandom: Original
Prompt: Bleach
Warnings: n/a
Rating: PG
Summary: Word Count: 1258 Temuji learns more about Dago and his plots.
Previous
Temuji was standing in the hall, tugging on his gloves when the butler, whom he hadn’t seen since he had arrived the day before, opened the door and declared that the carriage had arrived.
Pulling his hat from under his arm, he placed it a top his head and breezed out the door and down the marble stairs. Once firmly seated, he pulled out a smoke and cupped his hand around a match as he lit the end. He shook his hand, extinguishing the tiny flare and thought about what he was doing.
Was he stupid?
It didn’t matter, he then thought. He never bothered to question his actions before now. Just because he had that boy to take care of was no reason to start now.
He settled back on the plush back of Davin’s carriage and closed his eyes, still feeling the effects of the past journey he’d undertaken in his rush to Davin’s side. His body ached and his mind was still tired, so he let himself relax, his smoke hanging, lax, between his lips.
With a sudden jolt, he woke with the carriage’s jerking and frowned at the dead smoke, nearly all ash. He tossed it out the window and glanced out, noting that they had arrived. Tugging at his lapels, he shoved open the door and emerged.
Before him was a crushed shell walkway, bleached by the sun, leading up to the massive house. He snorted at the opulent display of wealth and power. The very air of the estate was charged with magic wards and defenses.
His boots crunched as he quickly walked the short distance from the carriage step to the front doors. Before he could ring the bell pull, the door opened and an uptight butler bowed before him.
“Sir?”
Sniffing lightly, Temuji arched a brow. “Lord Coatl to see the Lady.”
“Are you expected?”
“No.” He reached into his coat and produced a card, only slightly aged, but still appropriate. The butler accepted the card and allowed Temuji entrance into the hollowed hall with only a slight look of suspicion. He smiled, knowing that his smile was anything but reassuring.
He was left alone for several long moments, in which he took to explore the magic surrounding him. With eyes closed, he smiled. The magic was strong, very strong. But, it wasn’t as strong as House Coatl.
And that was his family’s secret.
His brown eyes popped open as footsteps sounded down the hall. Seconds later, the butler reappeared and bid him to follow. They walked down one hall and up a short flight of stairs that bracketed the hall and into a parlor.
His eyes lit upon the little woman seated at the settee and felt a strange awareness overcome him. She met his gaze with eyes so similar to her grandson’s and with the look of a hardened mother. She reminded him of his mother.
He bowed, vivid red hair falling over one shoulder. “Lady Diamond.”
“Posh, boy. What does the head of the Coatl house want here?”
He smiled and stepped forward to take her hand in his, taking another bow over her knuckles. “I was in town, and Father always said to greet those of vast importance with utmost haste least they think I slight them.”
She chuckled and he smiled. “You’re just like your father, aren’t you? I remember when he was your age.” She tapped his nose with her gloved finger. “And are you a heart breaker as well?”
He deliberately blinked slowly, erasing his expression. “I’m quite sure I don’t know what you’re speaking of.”
“I’m sure.” She leaned back and motioned for him to take a seat across from her. He did so, just as the door opened and a tea tray was brought before them. He smiled and eagerly eyed the silver tray. Food!
After the maid served him tea and biscuits, Viljo’s grandmother asked once again, “So, what brings you here?”
Taking her lead, Temuji sobered and answered, “I’ve heard some disturbing rumors and thought that the best place to quell them would be at your knee, Lady Qimat.”
She sighed, one thin hand rubbing between her eyes. “Pray tell, what rumors have you heard now? There are so many of them, I would be hard pressed to guess.”
Temuji took another swallow of tea, he quickly thought of how to phrase his thoughts. “I’ve heard that one Lord Dago has it in for the Diamond Blood.”
The lady gave a start that she quickly covered. Her eyes were sharp on his face as she studied him. Finally, she set her cup aside and stood. She walked to the door and firmly closed it, turning the key, locking them in the room alone. Intrigued, Temuji watched her, mind awhirl with possibilities.
What did this woman know? How was it going to help him with Viljo?
She resumed her seat and worried her fingers together. “I wouldn’t speak of this to anybody save for you, head of your house, Lord Coatl, a family equal to the Diamond Blood and to the house of Dago.”
“And House Runi?” Temuji asked archly, naming the fourth house in the top three most powerful of magic users.
She nodded shortly, giving him a look that reminded him of his mother once more. Or that housekeeper of Davin’s.
“And House Runi.” She picked at invisible lent to give herself time to gather her thoughts. “Dago is insane with power.”
“That, I think, we all know.”
“Quite. He has declared war on the whole of the world. He seeks to destroy us all and make everything subject to him.”
Temuji rested his elbow on his knee and cradled his chin between his thumb and forefinger. “He’s never made any effort to cover that up.”
Her lips thinned. “He seeks to use us against each other. With our three houses fighting among each other, he can easily pick us off.”
“I’ve seen no evidence of that.”
“Where is House Runi?”
Temuji sat up, blinking in surprise. “The head of the house has retreated to their lands in the south, yes?”
She shook her head. “You are a hard man to find, Temuji Coatl. Runi is in hiding for his life.” Tears suddenly sprang into her eyes. “My son was killed by him.”
Temuji fisted his hand as she sought her handkerchief and blotted at her wet eyes. How would she react to learn that her grandson was still alive?
Taking a deep breath, she gathered herself once again and returned to the subject at hand. “He’s weakened the Diamond House, and put the fear of the gods into House Runi. You, as difficult as you are to track down, have solely escaped his malice. I advise you not to stay in one place long, least he turn his eye to you as well.”
Temuji stood abruptly. “You won’t fight him?”
“How can I? I’m old and near death as it is. While my magic is strong, my body is frail. Without the body to support me, the magic is useless.”
He knew this. Davin was proof.
Grounding his teeth together, Temuji sorely wished that he could turn his back on this all and return to the life he lived before Davin summoned him here. Was it only yesterday? Sighing, he bowed before Lady Diamond.
“I’m afraid I can’t let Dago be. I made a promise to a friend.” He then smiled, the smile he knew made women fall for him, young and old alike. “Will you help?”
next
Fandom: Original
Prompt: Bleach
Warnings: n/a
Rating: PG
Summary: Word Count: 1258 Temuji learns more about Dago and his plots.
Previous
Temuji was standing in the hall, tugging on his gloves when the butler, whom he hadn’t seen since he had arrived the day before, opened the door and declared that the carriage had arrived.
Pulling his hat from under his arm, he placed it a top his head and breezed out the door and down the marble stairs. Once firmly seated, he pulled out a smoke and cupped his hand around a match as he lit the end. He shook his hand, extinguishing the tiny flare and thought about what he was doing.
Was he stupid?
It didn’t matter, he then thought. He never bothered to question his actions before now. Just because he had that boy to take care of was no reason to start now.
He settled back on the plush back of Davin’s carriage and closed his eyes, still feeling the effects of the past journey he’d undertaken in his rush to Davin’s side. His body ached and his mind was still tired, so he let himself relax, his smoke hanging, lax, between his lips.
With a sudden jolt, he woke with the carriage’s jerking and frowned at the dead smoke, nearly all ash. He tossed it out the window and glanced out, noting that they had arrived. Tugging at his lapels, he shoved open the door and emerged.
Before him was a crushed shell walkway, bleached by the sun, leading up to the massive house. He snorted at the opulent display of wealth and power. The very air of the estate was charged with magic wards and defenses.
His boots crunched as he quickly walked the short distance from the carriage step to the front doors. Before he could ring the bell pull, the door opened and an uptight butler bowed before him.
“Sir?”
Sniffing lightly, Temuji arched a brow. “Lord Coatl to see the Lady.”
“Are you expected?”
“No.” He reached into his coat and produced a card, only slightly aged, but still appropriate. The butler accepted the card and allowed Temuji entrance into the hollowed hall with only a slight look of suspicion. He smiled, knowing that his smile was anything but reassuring.
He was left alone for several long moments, in which he took to explore the magic surrounding him. With eyes closed, he smiled. The magic was strong, very strong. But, it wasn’t as strong as House Coatl.
And that was his family’s secret.
His brown eyes popped open as footsteps sounded down the hall. Seconds later, the butler reappeared and bid him to follow. They walked down one hall and up a short flight of stairs that bracketed the hall and into a parlor.
His eyes lit upon the little woman seated at the settee and felt a strange awareness overcome him. She met his gaze with eyes so similar to her grandson’s and with the look of a hardened mother. She reminded him of his mother.
He bowed, vivid red hair falling over one shoulder. “Lady Diamond.”
“Posh, boy. What does the head of the Coatl house want here?”
He smiled and stepped forward to take her hand in his, taking another bow over her knuckles. “I was in town, and Father always said to greet those of vast importance with utmost haste least they think I slight them.”
She chuckled and he smiled. “You’re just like your father, aren’t you? I remember when he was your age.” She tapped his nose with her gloved finger. “And are you a heart breaker as well?”
He deliberately blinked slowly, erasing his expression. “I’m quite sure I don’t know what you’re speaking of.”
“I’m sure.” She leaned back and motioned for him to take a seat across from her. He did so, just as the door opened and a tea tray was brought before them. He smiled and eagerly eyed the silver tray. Food!
After the maid served him tea and biscuits, Viljo’s grandmother asked once again, “So, what brings you here?”
Taking her lead, Temuji sobered and answered, “I’ve heard some disturbing rumors and thought that the best place to quell them would be at your knee, Lady Qimat.”
She sighed, one thin hand rubbing between her eyes. “Pray tell, what rumors have you heard now? There are so many of them, I would be hard pressed to guess.”
Temuji took another swallow of tea, he quickly thought of how to phrase his thoughts. “I’ve heard that one Lord Dago has it in for the Diamond Blood.”
The lady gave a start that she quickly covered. Her eyes were sharp on his face as she studied him. Finally, she set her cup aside and stood. She walked to the door and firmly closed it, turning the key, locking them in the room alone. Intrigued, Temuji watched her, mind awhirl with possibilities.
What did this woman know? How was it going to help him with Viljo?
She resumed her seat and worried her fingers together. “I wouldn’t speak of this to anybody save for you, head of your house, Lord Coatl, a family equal to the Diamond Blood and to the house of Dago.”
“And House Runi?” Temuji asked archly, naming the fourth house in the top three most powerful of magic users.
She nodded shortly, giving him a look that reminded him of his mother once more. Or that housekeeper of Davin’s.
“And House Runi.” She picked at invisible lent to give herself time to gather her thoughts. “Dago is insane with power.”
“That, I think, we all know.”
“Quite. He has declared war on the whole of the world. He seeks to destroy us all and make everything subject to him.”
Temuji rested his elbow on his knee and cradled his chin between his thumb and forefinger. “He’s never made any effort to cover that up.”
Her lips thinned. “He seeks to use us against each other. With our three houses fighting among each other, he can easily pick us off.”
“I’ve seen no evidence of that.”
“Where is House Runi?”
Temuji sat up, blinking in surprise. “The head of the house has retreated to their lands in the south, yes?”
She shook her head. “You are a hard man to find, Temuji Coatl. Runi is in hiding for his life.” Tears suddenly sprang into her eyes. “My son was killed by him.”
Temuji fisted his hand as she sought her handkerchief and blotted at her wet eyes. How would she react to learn that her grandson was still alive?
Taking a deep breath, she gathered herself once again and returned to the subject at hand. “He’s weakened the Diamond House, and put the fear of the gods into House Runi. You, as difficult as you are to track down, have solely escaped his malice. I advise you not to stay in one place long, least he turn his eye to you as well.”
Temuji stood abruptly. “You won’t fight him?”
“How can I? I’m old and near death as it is. While my magic is strong, my body is frail. Without the body to support me, the magic is useless.”
He knew this. Davin was proof.
Grounding his teeth together, Temuji sorely wished that he could turn his back on this all and return to the life he lived before Davin summoned him here. Was it only yesterday? Sighing, he bowed before Lady Diamond.
“I’m afraid I can’t let Dago be. I made a promise to a friend.” He then smiled, the smile he knew made women fall for him, young and old alike. “Will you help?”
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Date: 2009-03-08 05:38 am (UTC)But, I'm really happy that the grandmother will get to see Viljo!
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Date: 2009-03-08 05:53 pm (UTC)Did I say that Grams will get to meet Viljo? *Whistles innocently*
Fufufu.