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[Graded]Malevolence & Mayhem! [C rank Mission]
Topic Started: Nov 15 2015, 11:14 PM (671 Views)
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Stay the course.

Over the last few weeks only nine of the ten cats that walked in and out of his apartment had been routinely showing up for their food. Then, a few days ago, another one stopped showing up. It was possible that they had been picked up by someone else, or they got hurt or something or other. Artorius considered those possibilities, but when he found their collars taken off and thrown aside, Artorius began to get suspicious, and then doubly so when other animals started acting strangely.

Before he knew it, Artorius began tracking the scents of his two missing cats, and strangely was lead to a hidden lair. Lo and behold, he found them. Only, they weren't quite like how they used to be. "What the hell did you do to my cats?" A furious roar echoed through the lair, and a stream of silver smoke punched a hole in the wall. The furiously barking and wailing animals were silenced, cowering in fear as the superior beast, who stood at the top of the food chain, entered the lair.

Artorius stood, looking very pissed off. Someone had turned his friends, his cats, into... into zombies. God, what irony, a revenant with undead cats.
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Honesty without tact is cruelty.

The bone man had somehow managed to vanish as Snow was staring at the, for lack of better description, underaged magician. She heard a familiar voice somewhere behind her though, noting she knew it without, for a moment knowing from where. It occurred to her, after a second, who it was.

"Artorius?" She sounded slightly stunned. Though whether by him showing up just in time to keep her from going it alone or the fact that he seemed to be pissed about cats was hard to say. She tended to be the sort to make a point of knowing about her friends. She had had no clue Artorius was attached to kitty cats, until this moment. He always was the secretive sort though.

"THERIOUTHLY." The boy spoke with a pronounced lisp (which was just a cruel thing to name the issue anyway, since you couldn't tell someone you had a lisp without, well, lisping.) Snow covered her mouth for a moment as a smirk somewhere between surprise and amusement painted her mouth. "I thought we were almotht done here. Itth bad enough I can't do my thpellth right becauth of my damn thpeech impediment, now I have to deal with you two atholeth on top of it."

Snow was shaking with silent laughter. Normally, she would at least be worried about her opponent having some hidden trick up their sleeve, but it made it really hard to take the guy seriously. "THUT UP! ITTH NOT FUNNY!" He scowling, his pimples seeming to be pulled down with his own frown. But then the misguided youth did something inherently stupid. He decided he would taunt Artorius.

"I killed the thupid cath. Motht of them anyway. There wath one that got away... BUT ANYWAY. TAKE ME THERIOUTHLY! I HAVE POWERTH!" Snow would have laughed, if she didn't think the poor kid was about to die a horrible, squishy death.
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Stay the course.

Artorius didn't take anything the juvenile mage said seriously, but that was largely because he simply couldn't understand anything that he was saying. Before anyone could even blink, Artorius suddenly appeared beside the mage, and put his foot towards his jaw. He was sent flying, and hard towards the wall. He skipped across the solid concrete ground like a flat pebble across the surface of a lake, bouncing once, twice, and then three times before he suddenly sprang up like a slightly tipped over floor-mounted punching bag.

"I have no idea what you were just saying," Artorius said quietly.

Miraculous, the kid's voice now worked perfectly. "How dare you ki-, wait, my voice! You fixed my lisp! Thank you!" the juvenile mage said with glee on his face, before blood suddenly started spurting from every single orifice on his face, mouth included. He was still alive. Sort of. Not really, Artorius couldn't really tell. He kicked him pretty hard without actually even thinking about it, and before he knew it, Artorius was looking at the cages full of zombified animals with a mixture of derision and disgust.

They weren't horrifying, nor gross, not to him anyway, but the thought of these things being turned against their will and used as experiments was sickening. "What do you think we should do with them?" Artorius said to Snow, letting that be his greeting to her.
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Honesty without tact is cruelty.

Artorius was quick, as always, moving faster than anyone in the room could possibly hope to follow. It was only a matter of time, of course, before the boy got what be deserved. In this case, it was more or less him getting his ass kicked. Snow shook her head, nearly in sympathy as Artorius appeared beside the youth. She winced in pain on his behalf as he skipped across the floor like fodder.

The lisp was fixed. For all of a few seconds before the boy ended up far worse off than a mere lisp. "Ouch." Snow turned away from the scene of blood and gore, and looked at the animals Artorius was speaking of. It seemed that for the most part, they were mostly dead. Or worse, fully dead. Rotting little bodies falling apart as they paced, the spells which had bound them being too poorly executed to allow them long life.

"There might be a reversal spell. But I'm going to doubt it. If not, I suppose we have to....Dispose of them. Poor things." She felt far more sympathy for the pathetic little creatures than she had for their creator. Afterall, they were unwilling victims in this. But hadn't there been a man missing as well? She had tracked a dead wolf's scent here, but what about the article of clothing she had looked at in the first place?

She started to leaf through the desk of the former necromancer, thinking how ironic it was that be was dead at the moment, after turning on an actual light of course. "Sheesh. This guy probably needed glasses just because of how he read things. Everyone knows reading in the dark is bad for your eyes." It was only an offhand comment, and she spoke vaguely in the direction of Artroius. Now, if only she could find a counterspell, there might be something else they could do.
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Stay the course.

It wasn't so simple to turn the undead back to the living, and not some monstrosity, but truly and fully living. Artorius knew this well as he had spent the better part of the previous year doing just that, and he had taken tremendous strides and made immense sacrifices to himself to do that.

Sadly, disposing of all these creatures was the correct course of action. Wild and untamed, these undead experiments would go feral if allowed to be free, and soon they would have not only these few creatures to deal with, but they would go on to infect the population as a whole. Considering how many rats, cats, dogs, raccoons, and even foxes on occasion, there are in Dandelion, it would become a full-fledged epidemic that could even spread to the human population.

"This whole place needs to be purged," Artorius said solemnly. "Necrotic spells like these only go one way. Regrettably, we'll have to burn this place down. If we don't, we risk this undeath spell spreading to the rest of Dandelion, which, as a port city..." He didn't need to explain it to her, she'd just get it. There were truly just a few pets here, but there were larger consequences, it would seem.
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Honesty without tact is cruelty.

Snow winced a little at the implications of the words Artorius spoke. This would have to be a full purging indeed. She sighed, hating that there was nothing to be done for those which had been effected by the care less young mage's spells. Ah well. She supposed they would simply have to do what they had to do. It didn't make her feel less bad about having to end them. Though she supposed it was also a sort of mercy.

In a convenient crazy random happenstance, she found that there was quite a bit of flammable liquid which would normally be used in the development of photos. Not that she wanted to know what sort if photos a necromantic mage with a lisp would be developing. "Sucks a little bit." But as she said it, she sounded maybe a bit sad. When she remembered what Artorius had said about missing cats she felt more like an ass. She wasn't losing anything that could be considered a pet herself. Anonymity tended to make it far more bearable, she supposed.

She showered the room with the flammable liquid, sighing at the pitiful not-quite-corpses which littered the cages around them. She felt even less bad about the little man who had been put out by Artorius. This was all that guy's fault after all. It was a quick thing, as they back out of the room and she continued to cover every part of the building with the liquid, discarding cans as they emptied. When they finally made it out of the front door, it was with Snow covering her nose and mouth and her eyes leaking a little from the strong smell which emanated from the building now.

She took a deep breath of fresh air and discarded the last can. She turned to Artorius. "Got a light?" It was a rhetorical question. They both knew he did.
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Stay the course.

Artorius gave his zombified cats a forlorn look. To say that he liked animals was a vast underestimation. He liked them more than people on most days. Most of all, cats were among his favorite. They didn't talk much and they didn't need much either. Just a bowl of food and water, the occasional pat or scratch, and they provided good company and made his apartment feel a lot less lonely in return. When Artorius was turned into something a bit less than human, at least that was his fault, his choice. But this, this was just sickening, and sadly there was nothing they could do for them besides a funeral pyre. At the least, Artorius wouldn't deny them of that.

Once they emptied the canisters of the very flammable embalming fluid, Artorius took a long step away. He lit a cigarette, puffing on it once, before ceremoniously throwing it into the long streaks of translucent oil. The flame roared to life before rapidly spreading further down the line of oil. The fire danced and licked at the room, consuming it. Other flammable liquids popped loudly under the pressure and heat. Worst of all were the animals, screaming and howling in pain, but it lasted only seconds. The real power came from the smell, the stench of rotting, burning flesh that made Artorius' face turn sour.

"Let's get out of here," Artorius said quietly.
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Honesty without tact is cruelty.

Snow sighed as they moved away from the building. It was such a waste. Of animal life, of a human life, of flammable liquid. She wished they had been able to save the creatures which resided within, but it had been a long time since she was naïve enough to believe in the possibility of constant happy endings. This particular instance wasn't as bad as it could have been. Win some lose some, as the saying went. She smiled wanly at Artorius, trying to lighten the mood which, understandably, had come to be quite severe.

"I...Thanks for stepping in back there. Sorry it had to end badly." So many of the things they did together seemed to lack any semblance of a happy ending, that she had ended up feeling unnecessarily guilty by default. Funny how that worked. None of it was her doing, and yet here she was, striding away from a huge fire and the occasional explosion, (without any sunglasses even,) and feeling bad Artorius seemed to always get the short of the stick when it came to things they did together. Perfectly nonsensical, even in logic at this point.

"So I guess I need to close this mission out. Follow me if you want." She made her way back toward the bar she had initially met the person who had contracted the mission. There she saw him watching the flames rise from the building as people who were usually uncaring finally managed to extricate themselves from their homes and businesses long enough to try to find a way to put out the fire. Couldn't have all of Dandelion burning down after all, Snow thought wryly. The man himself stood outside the shop, glancing behind her only briefly to see that their skeleton friend hadn't accompanied her back.

"I take it the job is done then?" She gave a terse nod. A grin split the face of the normally waxen man. "Right. Come in and have a drink, and I will get your payment, as agreed upon." Snow took up her former seat at the bar and asked the new face behind the counter for a cup of coffee. "Do you need anything Artorius? Half the profits maybe?" She smiled lightly as she said it, but he had saved the day after all.
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Stay the course.

"That's life. Sometimes things go your way, but usually it doesn't," Artorius spoke, though his tone seemed more sardonic than grim. He had been used to such tragic happenstances long before this. Growing up in Dandelion made him keen on that. In a place of such squalor and crime and corruption and filth, bad things happen every day. It was why he never bothered giving that cat a name. He was afraid of losing it, of growing too attached, but unfortunately he already had. Nevertheless, Artorius elected to not forget that poor, unfortunate soul, nor the way it would lounge about on its back after filling up its belly with food and drink. Death is a part of life, but so is remembrance.

Artorius followed Snow quietly into the bar, shaking his head when she asked if he wanted a cut. Taking that novice necromancer down was reward enough, but more importantly Artorius had other matters to attend to. Namely, seeing to it that Dandelion didn't burn down. He couldn't do much as far as actually putting out the fire, but clearing the smoke? That much he could do. "Do what you need to do. Gonna make sure the fire doesn't get any bigger than it needs to, and to clear the smoke."

Wordlessly, Artorius departed, moving to the roofs of the adjacent buildings to get a vantage point, where he ate his fill of smoke until all that remained was fire.

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Honesty without tact is cruelty.

Snow watched him leave, reminded again that her friend sometimes turned grim in the most unexpected instances, and less so in the more expected ones. The man who had handed her coffee was shaking slightly as Artorius took his leave, eyeing Snow as she took her seat and a sip of her drink. Night would be coming on soon, and with any luck some rain to keep the city from burning to the ground. Sometimes it was too bad, she thought wistfully, that she wasn't an elemental mage.

Ah well. Her own magic was more curse than blessing no matter how one looked at it, so it hardly mattered. She needed to finish up this business and move on. The man at the bar started to sort out some coins, and Snow sighed as her conscience gave her a well-deserved if inconvenient prod. "Do you have people you can pay to put out the fire we started?" The little man paled visibly but nodded all the same. "Not lying right? I'd find out. And you'd be short a bar to work in." She gave a mockery of her old smile, all promises of teeth and blood. "N-not lying ma'am. There are some boys down the way that do well with water. I c-can pay them something for their time." Snow finished her coffee and stood without paying, stretching a little.

It was a long way home from here, but she needed to get back. She knew that much at least. "Get that done for me would you? Use the money you owed me. And consider the coffee my price for the work." She shook her head slightly. She didn't know why Artorius had gone out to make sure this slum of a city didn't burn to the ground, but she felt shitty for not helping all the same.

The best she could do in this particular instance was spare him a little help. Which would be coming in the form of many men, around 6 or so, who happened to be skilled in the magic she had wished for earlier. She wrote the address they needed to head to on a napkin and waltzed away from the bar, hoping heartily her earlier threat would make the barman keep his work. It was a long shot, but it appeared he was good at working when his life was on the line.

Thus ended yet another mission. She already had quite a lot of money in savings, she reasoned, and nowhere to spend it. It wasn't really a loss if she looked at it that way.
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