ShadowHounder
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ShadowHounder and ZombieSplitter: Rise My Queen
Tiamat looked around at the various outfits and dresses. "This is quite a fancy place... I like it."
"Glad you like it..." Fafnir answered nervously as the nearby Shinso glared him down. He had taken the group to his home planet, as it was the only place where his currency would still be usable. Misha remained by the entrance, drawing on her notepad while they awaited their ride: Sirius Ravenwood.
A fancy looking limousine pulled up. At least the man new how to travel in style and treat a queen. The driver got out and approached Misha, bowing. "Good day. Are you Ms. Misha?"
Misha looked up before closing her book. "Yes, I am... Our Queen is inside."
The man nodded and waved towards the vehicle. "Mr. Ravenwood will see you whenever you are ready."
"Who the hell do you think you are?" The shopkeeper demanded as he glared at the Cartus. "Coming in here acting like royalty, disrespecting your owner, and now you have the gall to not pay? You're nothing but a slave."
The man throw a right hook at Tiamat, who stopped it effortlessly. A green energy slowly began to radiate from her hand. Within moments, the Shinso slowly began to decay and crumble into dust. Tiamat turned her head just enough to glance at the people behind her. "Anyone else want to challenge their Queen?"
Everybody backed away, including her newest disciple Martha, who was still getting used to her new master's scary power. The only one who seemed unfazed was the limo driver, the old man apparently having seen enough to not be surprised easily.
"Martha dear, do me a favor and help Fafnir pack my clothes." Tiamat said as she walked into the dressing room with a pair of jeans and a white tanktop.
Martha snapped to attention. "Y-yes, my queen!" she said and walked over to the Shinso to help.
Once the two apprentices had the clothing folded and bagged, Misha stepped back into the shop and moved the items to the vehicle. Tiamat stepped out of room in her new outfit and followed her followers to the limo. "I wonder how Sirius is doing..."
"He is waiting for you within," the driver said as he politely opened the door for them and bowed his head. "He said he didn't want to waste a moment of your time."
Tiamat stepped into the limo, followed shortly by Misha and Fafnir. Tiamat still kept many of Yip's features... Looking near identical to the assassin. However, alongside her ghostly white hair, Tiamat had developed larger curves and her ears and tail were noticeably shorter.
Sirius sat in one of the seats of the lengthy vehicle. Unlike usual, he wore a white business suit instead of black. He held a martini glass in one hand, and smiled as Tiamat entered. "Unless you are someone new, it looks like everything went as planned. Can I offer you..." He watched as the last of her followers entered, narrowing his eyes. "Didn't you... work for me? I thought you died in the swamp."
Martha rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. "Y-yes, well... you see, sir, Mr Ravenwood, I... um... work for... Queen Tiamat now?"
"She encounter Fafnir, my first acolyte, during your attempts to capture Misha." The woman answered. "I hope you don't mind... But she's mine now."
Sirius was silent for a moment, then smiled and shrugged. "She is all yours. Can I get you a drink? Water? Milk? Something stiff?"
"I'll take your finest red wine."
Sirius reached into a mini cooler, pulling out bottle, then putting it back and choosing a different one. He poured her a glass and handed it to her, and smiled at Misha. "I see that your mission was a complete success."
Misha remained silent as she returned to drawing.
"Hmph..." Sirius shrugged again and looked back to Tiamat. "Well, congratulations are in order. And I must say, you are looking quite beautiful."
"We should be there soon," Sirius said with a smirk. He could be quite the charmer when he wanted to be. "Though when we get there... there is something I want to discuss with you about our deal."
"Why yes, there is a certain someone you wish for me to retrieve from the Reaper, no?" Tiamat asked as Misha let out a brief smirk.
Martha gave him a surprised look. "Yes," Sirius said, clearing his throat uncomfortably. "If you don't want to fulfill our original deal, that's alright. This one is more important."
"No need to worry, my child." The Queen reassured him. "You will get your power, for as long as you serve me. And I will revive this person of interest for you, for it is my duty as queen to please my subjects."
"Right..." Sirius nodded. "So... what more can I do for you that you can't do yourself? You are all powerful now, right?"
"Yes, but I also lack nearly three hundred years of knowledge of the cosmos." She remarked. "You are a man with information and networks. Two things I still lack."
"I see. I'm happy to be of use." Sirius bowed his head. "My people and I are at your complete disposal."
Martha blinked in surprise. Sirius was a good businessman, but she had never seen him so accommodating. Whoever he wanted brought back must have been really important to him...
Tiamat looked around at the various outfits and dresses. "This is quite a fancy place... I like it."
"Glad you like it..." Fafnir answered nervously as the nearby Shinso glared him down. He had taken the group to his home planet, as it was the only place where his currency would still be usable. Misha remained by the entrance, drawing on her notepad while they awaited their ride: Sirius Ravenwood.
A fancy looking limousine pulled up. At least the man new how to travel in style and treat a queen. The driver got out and approached Misha, bowing. "Good day. Are you Ms. Misha?"
Misha looked up before closing her book. "Yes, I am... Our Queen is inside."
The man nodded and waved towards the vehicle. "Mr. Ravenwood will see you whenever you are ready."
"Who the hell do you think you are?" The shopkeeper demanded as he glared at the Cartus. "Coming in here acting like royalty, disrespecting your owner, and now you have the gall to not pay? You're nothing but a slave."
The man throw a right hook at Tiamat, who stopped it effortlessly. A green energy slowly began to radiate from her hand. Within moments, the Shinso slowly began to decay and crumble into dust. Tiamat turned her head just enough to glance at the people behind her. "Anyone else want to challenge their Queen?"
Everybody backed away, including her newest disciple Martha, who was still getting used to her new master's scary power. The only one who seemed unfazed was the limo driver, the old man apparently having seen enough to not be surprised easily.
"Martha dear, do me a favor and help Fafnir pack my clothes." Tiamat said as she walked into the dressing room with a pair of jeans and a white tanktop.
Martha snapped to attention. "Y-yes, my queen!" she said and walked over to the Shinso to help.
Once the two apprentices had the clothing folded and bagged, Misha stepped back into the shop and moved the items to the vehicle. Tiamat stepped out of room in her new outfit and followed her followers to the limo. "I wonder how Sirius is doing..."
"He is waiting for you within," the driver said as he politely opened the door for them and bowed his head. "He said he didn't want to waste a moment of your time."
Tiamat stepped into the limo, followed shortly by Misha and Fafnir. Tiamat still kept many of Yip's features... Looking near identical to the assassin. However, alongside her ghostly white hair, Tiamat had developed larger curves and her ears and tail were noticeably shorter.
Sirius sat in one of the seats of the lengthy vehicle. Unlike usual, he wore a white business suit instead of black. He held a martini glass in one hand, and smiled as Tiamat entered. "Unless you are someone new, it looks like everything went as planned. Can I offer you..." He watched as the last of her followers entered, narrowing his eyes. "Didn't you... work for me? I thought you died in the swamp."
Martha rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. "Y-yes, well... you see, sir, Mr Ravenwood, I... um... work for... Queen Tiamat now?"
"She encounter Fafnir, my first acolyte, during your attempts to capture Misha." The woman answered. "I hope you don't mind... But she's mine now."
Sirius was silent for a moment, then smiled and shrugged. "She is all yours. Can I get you a drink? Water? Milk? Something stiff?"
"I'll take your finest red wine."
Sirius reached into a mini cooler, pulling out bottle, then putting it back and choosing a different one. He poured her a glass and handed it to her, and smiled at Misha. "I see that your mission was a complete success."
Misha remained silent as she returned to drawing.
"Hmph..." Sirius shrugged again and looked back to Tiamat. "Well, congratulations are in order. And I must say, you are looking quite beautiful."
"We should be there soon," Sirius said with a smirk. He could be quite the charmer when he wanted to be. "Though when we get there... there is something I want to discuss with you about our deal."
"Why yes, there is a certain someone you wish for me to retrieve from the Reaper, no?" Tiamat asked as Misha let out a brief smirk.
Martha gave him a surprised look. "Yes," Sirius said, clearing his throat uncomfortably. "If you don't want to fulfill our original deal, that's alright. This one is more important."
"No need to worry, my child." The Queen reassured him. "You will get your power, for as long as you serve me. And I will revive this person of interest for you, for it is my duty as queen to please my subjects."
"Right..." Sirius nodded. "So... what more can I do for you that you can't do yourself? You are all powerful now, right?"
"Yes, but I also lack nearly three hundred years of knowledge of the cosmos." She remarked. "You are a man with information and networks. Two things I still lack."
"I see. I'm happy to be of use." Sirius bowed his head. "My people and I are at your complete disposal."
Martha blinked in surprise. Sirius was a good businessman, but she had never seen him so accommodating. Whoever he wanted brought back must have been really important to him...