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Post by Oracle on Dec 22, 2008 17:41:27 GMT -4
[This takes place in-between the events in "A Pocket Full Of Posey" and "The Walrus and The Carpenter"]
Arashi...
That name continued to ring something wicked in his ear. Even as he walked back to his mortal place of business after visiting the flower shop he was now convinced was holding Abbadon Hakaisha, all he could think about was the Dijnni Arashi.
He thought about their first meeting outside the gates of Tomo's palace; he sensed so much fear and confusion from him. It was already pleasant to Oracle to pick up these vibes, but through those thoughts, he felt uncertainty in Hell. When he read his mind that one time, one thought bellowed in his mind that made Oracle smirk.
He betrayed Tomo.
That instantly gave Oracle an idea. He knew first hand on what happens to someone when they betray the Yami-Ou; she immediately enforces martial law and orders a death warrant on the being. So, if that was the case, he couldn't help but wonder what would happen if an Upright approached Heaven's Most Wanted first?
Oracle smirked as he stood still on the Tokyo sidewalk with his dates flowers in his hand, thinking about the irony of the situation and how it would boost his prowess in Heaven. But, he couldn't risk anyone finding out that a certain Fae was under his employ while he was under orders from Heaven. He had to make sure Hilde had an alibi while he met his operative Toushi from Heaven, telling him about the information he found on Abbadon. He smiled as he closed his eyes.
<Hilde,> he called out to her in thought-speech. <Hilde, this is Oracle. Can you hear me?>
<Yes, Mr. Oracle,> she said. <I hear you just fine.>
Oracle's smile turned into a toothed grin. <Listen to me very carefully, Hilde. I need you to go to Heaven and start your training with the other Faes. I do not need you under any suspicion while I am under such heavy watch>
<Do you want me to tell them that you sent me?>
<NO!> Oracle projected as a frown formed on his face. His facial expressions calmed down a bit before he continued.
<They must not know that you work for me, Hilde,> Oracle told her. <Now go; the sooner you leave, the better. This is your chance to prove yourself to me...>
Oracle then opened up his eyes, breaking off the concentration of the message he just sent his fae apprentice. He turned around and saw a bench concealed by a group of trees and plants. He smiled as he walked toward it. It was time to meet his parole officer.
Little Lotty, let your mind wander... |
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