Elenion Aura
Two Thousand Club
RAPHAEL SHAW
SCENE:
Phoenixes Arc 2: Scene 2 [The Bounty]
LOCATION:
Dilapidated Slums, North District
PARTICIPANTS:
Hide, Kyoden, Raphael, Sang-Cheol
THE BOUNTY
Raph's smirk widened as the arch of his brow deepened, sparing only a passing glance over this shoulder as the sound of Kyo's chuckle reached his ear. He wondered, for but a moment, what his senior was laughing at... Though, knowing Kyo, he'd probably just remembered a joke he heard years ago, or had just understood the punch-line. The thought softened the lines on Raph's face momentarily.
“Friend might be an overstatement.” Raph added as Kyo suggested that Hide and Raph's relationship was more than a case of wrong place, wrong time. And, now again, here they both were. Déjà vu all over again. His musings on the probability of Hide and himself running into each other in yet another unlikely place, under equally unlikely circumstances, were interrupted when Sang-Cheol piped up. Raph smiled wickedly as he lolled his head to one side to leer, smirking, at the black-haired Sang as he played the role of the reasonable one. How quaint, Raph thought as he listened to Sang-Cheol's wise words.
When he'd finished, Raph gave Sang-Cheol a cheeky little mock-round of applause. “Well said, darling,” Raph cooed with faux-approval, despite how correct his associate actually was. They had not come here to pick apart a poor, solitary Phoenix. Raph's gaze found Hide again. They'd all said their piece. Now it was up to him to decide if he really wanted this fight, or not. As the trio of Serpents watched Hide relax, dropping his hand from behind his back, Raph nodded with undeserved self-satisfaction. Smart boy. Good choice.
Ignoring Hide's outburst at Kyo's cornered dog comment—which Raph wholeheartedly agreed with—and his denial of their friendship—you should be so lucky—Raph was prepared to ignore him in his entirety—after all, Sang-Cheol was right; they were here to do a job, not chit-chat with the non-local idiot—when he started to say something interesting. Kidnapped?
Raph spared a glance at his fellow Serpents, wondering if they thought what he was thinking, as Hide explained that he was looking for someone... Someone who, Raph surmised, was very likely being held against his will in the building across the street. Déjà vu, indeed. When Hide finished, Raph clapped his hands together and laughed once, mirthlessly.
“How fortuitous. It seems to me that the men we're here to kill are the ones who snatched up your mark. ”
Raph splayed his fingers, palms open, and decided to make Hide a rather generous offer, if he said so himself.
“How about it, darling? Do you want to come with us into that house over there and raise a little hell? ~" Raph nodded with his chin toward the ramshackle tenement building across the way. "There's a chance you'll find your man in there. ” As he awaited Hide's decision, Raph fished his phone out of his pocket, swiping up the lock screen and glancing briefly at his phone wallpaper (depicting two dark-haired men posing for a selfie together) before he popped open his messenger app. Raph shot a quick text—quick, but still threatening—to the last member of their quarter—quintet? Were they a quintet, now? Maybe.
“Friend might be an overstatement.” Raph added as Kyo suggested that Hide and Raph's relationship was more than a case of wrong place, wrong time. And, now again, here they both were. Déjà vu all over again. His musings on the probability of Hide and himself running into each other in yet another unlikely place, under equally unlikely circumstances, were interrupted when Sang-Cheol piped up. Raph smiled wickedly as he lolled his head to one side to leer, smirking, at the black-haired Sang as he played the role of the reasonable one. How quaint, Raph thought as he listened to Sang-Cheol's wise words.
When he'd finished, Raph gave Sang-Cheol a cheeky little mock-round of applause. “Well said, darling,” Raph cooed with faux-approval, despite how correct his associate actually was. They had not come here to pick apart a poor, solitary Phoenix. Raph's gaze found Hide again. They'd all said their piece. Now it was up to him to decide if he really wanted this fight, or not. As the trio of Serpents watched Hide relax, dropping his hand from behind his back, Raph nodded with undeserved self-satisfaction. Smart boy. Good choice.
Ignoring Hide's outburst at Kyo's cornered dog comment—which Raph wholeheartedly agreed with—and his denial of their friendship—you should be so lucky—Raph was prepared to ignore him in his entirety—after all, Sang-Cheol was right; they were here to do a job, not chit-chat with the non-local idiot—when he started to say something interesting. Kidnapped?
Raph spared a glance at his fellow Serpents, wondering if they thought what he was thinking, as Hide explained that he was looking for someone... Someone who, Raph surmised, was very likely being held against his will in the building across the street. Déjà vu, indeed. When Hide finished, Raph clapped his hands together and laughed once, mirthlessly.
“How fortuitous. It seems to me that the men we're here to kill are the ones who snatched up your mark. ”
Raph splayed his fingers, palms open, and decided to make Hide a rather generous offer, if he said so himself.
“How about it, darling? Do you want to come with us into that house over there and raise a little hell? ~" Raph nodded with his chin toward the ramshackle tenement building across the way. "There's a chance you'll find your man in there. ” As he awaited Hide's decision, Raph fished his phone out of his pocket, swiping up the lock screen and glancing briefly at his phone wallpaper (depicting two dark-haired men posing for a selfie together) before he popped open his messenger app. Raph shot a quick text—quick, but still threatening—to the last member of their quarter—quintet? Were they a quintet, now? Maybe.
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