Solemn Jester
Smiling God of Fools
Rengoku AbamioView attachment 1204722With a winning smile Michiyasu foisted the coupon upon his somewhat confused victi- customer. Despite the strange situation the man didn't return it or throw it away he merely looked at the coupon in his hand with consideration. Seeing the potential to hook him in Michiyasu was about to begin another sales pitch, only to be interrupted by and older sounding voice. With a puzzled yet interested look he turns his attention to the man who approached him. He appeared an older gentlemen wearied by years, but still holding the fading embers of his youthful strength. Michiyasu had a thing for examining physiques and his senses as a masseuse told him what he could do for the man.
"Please sir, you still look rather spry to my eyes. But of course if you have any questions I will happily an-" The young Tenrou heirs words were cut off as the man before him suddenly grabbed hold of his wrist, his grip too tight to easily extricate himself from it. "Mm~ I'm sure your excited but there's no need to get forceful sir. And whats wrong with a little entrepreneurial work? Is it so strange for us princes to have aspiration beyond politicking?" Despite the unexpectedness of the situation Michiyasu took it in stride, seemingly unworried of any threat posed or perhaps believing in the benevolence of even a stranger. Despite being somewhat difficult when answering the man Michiyasu wandered off with him reaching over with his other hand as if a lady holding a gentleman's arm. Since the man seemed to want to keep this confrontation private the prince obliged, and used it to his advantage. From where his arm was being grasped and with the help of his other arms closer presence, crystal slowly but surely started to creep up the mans arm. Other than this Michiyasu made no aggressive movements, though if the man didn't reach his private destination soon he risked being subsumed to the point of movement being quite difficult. Though fortunately for his aggressor they reached deep enough in the alleyway to satisfy, and left the man with merely a thin length of crystal up to his elbow to break off. In truth Michiyasu could have forced it to shoot up his arm but he felt his meager defiance was a formality if anything.
Still making light of the situation the prince kept a bright expression he used when speaking to potential customers. Though an awe struck, and interested expression came upon him as the old mans appearance dissipated in smoke revealing a far younger yet more scarred appearance. With a critical eye Michiyasu took his appearance in, from the tasteful blue of his clothes he found himself fond of even if they were a bit gaudy, pale hued hair, and piercing uniquely colored eyes. Oh yes he could certainly do good work with him. "My goal? Were you not listening before when I was speaking with that gentleman? Seigyoku Tenrou is opening for business what other reason could I need to be here but for the sake of my desires? I couldn't care less about the Empire itself I'm here for its people. My nation and my father have nothing to do with it... well, save for fathers money; he is a valued investor." Truly showing he was the son of the "Wolf King", Michiyasu in the face of his desires showed no fear or shame. He was here for what he wanted and thats all that mattered.
"Hmm, and you seem familiar sir and I'm not saying that just because of those entrancing eyes~" While the blue flame of a smoldering vengeance lit up the mans eye. Michiyasu's shining blue eyes, which too had been changed by his Meihou Kichijoten, gleamed with a different light. Greed. The hallmark of any proper Tenrou. Getting close as he could to the mans face he stared into his eyes searching for something before a look of satisfied realization came across his face. "Oh my my my! Apologies your eminence this lowly lordling had no idea who he was speaking to until now. My father, his majesty King Zuou told me about you. Though it was before my time there were all sorts of rumors thrown around at that time, especially when certain houses began to disappear like smoke because of the 'Vengeful Spirit of Abamio'. Father told me he had no involvement busy as he is with his perpetual fight with the Soukai, but I don't have the authority to promise that." Ignoring the mans threat Michiyasu's tone was almost teasing, but there was a genuine fascination and a faintly veiled empathy within his words. And perhaps surprisingly enough, respect. "Had things gone differently I'd be calling you 'Tennō Heika' how unfortunate. I would have loved to have the honor of serving you tea. Though knowing my fathers ambition you would have fought eventually, but thats neither here nor there your eminence. So, how about it?" Michiyasu once again leveled a well meaning smile, while his eyes shone with the light of greed. His greedy desire to give "beauty" to everyone he could and take hold of those he found beauty in. "The offers still open, 'a free massage from yours truly' and for a customer of your stature I will happily include some extra services. I can practically see the tenseness in your body, there is simply no way your Ki is flowing properly your eminence."
The flames of Rengoku seemed to hold their intensity for a moment as they hovered around the two. He said nothing but watched the 4th Prince carefully as he spoke. The flames finally retreated back into the torch when all was said and done."I see you're as odd as I had heard. Your words carry no falsehoods, but I'd be a fool to be so willing to jump in bed with a rival house." Rengoku pulled away from the Prince, as he spoke of Rengoku's former position. It was clear he had no interest in that world anymore. It was blood thirsty even by the standards of his current life, and he was tired of always looking over his shoulder wondering where the next dagger was going to come from."Just call me by my name, Rengoku. I no longer hold any such title as I once did. That ended when my house was destroyed, something that was brought about by certain individuals I have still yet to completely snuff out. But enough of that, I could have use of your...talents. Maybe we can come to some sort of agreement with one another. However I cannot discuss such things here, and Im afraid I have other engagements to attend to. I will take my leave now,"
Rengoku took a step back into the shadows of the alleyway his light blue pupils still illuminated even in the dark"Do not seek me out, I will find you when the time is right." With those words his eyes seemed to move deeper into the shadows, and before long he was gone completely without a trace, all except for the sapphire that Michiyasu has attached to him during their interaction which laid on the ground before them.
Azrael
Azrael simply stood his back straight as a board his head tilted in a puzzled manner as the man spoke, He could tell the man wasn't comfortable around him, but most weren't. It was common for people to fear him, to scream in horror when they saw him. But usually, they stopped when he embraced them, and they finally joined him like all the others he had embraced before, then they never screamed again. Very few didn't ooze some sort of fear around him, big sister Sath was a very good example. She truly cared about him and saw the value he held. It made him happy to know. When she called him over, he obliged happily, almost like a puppy being beckoned by its master. Only this puppy was fully grown, and the person in question was not his master, only another individual who had earned the right to come close to the beast. At least until its master decided it needed them taken down, and then the puppy would bare its fangs and rip them limb from limb. However, the chances of something like that happening did not seem likely in the eyes of Azrael. Everyone in their group was so well behaved and did such good work in the name of the empire. But if the order was given Azrael wouldn't hesitate to do the job, he was always loyal, and a good solider like he was taught.
As Sath spoke he quietly stood and listened, taking pleasure in her gestures of warmth, and praise,"Yes big sister Sath, I understand. I'll be the best soldier in the whole empire I'll show you some day!" He said in his soft childish voice that seemed to echo as if he was speaking from a tin can. He simply stood watching as Sath changed, seemingly unflinching as she did, he swung his arms and hummed a tune before realizing the man from before was still present. Then as if he suspected the man of being some kind of creeper he began standing in front of Sath to hide her nakedness from him, something easily done thanks to his massive size. He gave the man an accusing stare although it wasn't clear with his mask, although the irritated humming he gave off might have been an indicator. Once she had changed he stared in awe, clapping his hands in excitement,"Oh you look like some sort of princess big sis! Oh if you're a priness I'll be your knight then! Protecting you from the shadows! O-oh, speaking of that," he seemed to suddenly realize something he had seemingly forgotten."I should go, Im supposed to be preparing for the big event, Madame says I need to be on top form for when the Royal family returns. Don't want anything to happen to them afterall. Ok bye big sis! Bye assistant lady! Bleh!"
Azrael made a odd noise, and gesture seeming to indicate he was sticking his tongue out at the Minister of Truth behind his mask, clearly he was protective of his big sis, and this man was closer than he liked, but he didn't let it stop him from fulfilling his duties, and just as he had arrived, he was gone, with not a trace if his existence being left other than the fact everyone in the room had seen him.
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