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Post by Maleficent on Feb 26, 2011 0:58:59 GMT -5
"It was..."
She paused before she continued. Now that she thought about it, she could not remember how it had been stolen, merely that it had, and that the knowledge had filled her with rage.
"That is irrelevant," she said firmly, glaring at Owen a little. "What matters is that you help me find it before it is used to undermine my own magic by a rival."
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Post by Puck on Feb 26, 2011 1:09:58 GMT -5
Oh good, the memory dust had worked. She didn't remember how her spellbook had gone missing. She was just ticked off about it. Perfect.
"Of course, my lady," Owen replied respectfully, as calmly as if she weren't currently glaring daggers at him. He was used to people doing that, anyway. "I shall look into it."
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Post by Maleficent on Feb 26, 2011 1:17:14 GMT -5
"Good," Maleficent said firmly. "I expect to be kept aware of your progress in the matter," she added with a smirk. "Here," she added, producing a charm from somewhere in her suit jacket. "This will allow you to communicate with me, wherever I am."
She wasn't about to let him know about the Forbidden Mountain just yet. Let him earn the right to see her lair.
"Do you have any questions?"
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Post by Puck on Feb 26, 2011 1:30:21 GMT -5
"No, my Lady," Owen replied. He accepted the charm, glanced at it, and tucked it into the pocket of his jacket. A basic communications charm. He'd used them on hundreds of occasions throughout the centuries.
"I shall investigate and report to you as soon as I have uncovered anything of interest," he told the green-skinned faerie woman.
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Post by Maleficent on Feb 26, 2011 1:34:02 GMT -5
"Excellent," Maleficent said with a stiff nod. "I will be in touch with you in the near future, Owen Burnett. Do not disappoint me."
Those who disappointed her usually ended up very dead or at least very much maimed and mauled. She'd actually transformed into a dragon once just to tear a man's legs apart after he insulted her. Overkill? Perhaps. But it was worth it.
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Post by Puck on Feb 26, 2011 1:37:58 GMT -5
Once again, Owen Burnett bowed to the 'Mistress of all Evil'. "I never disappoint, my Lady," he replied. This time he allowed just a hint of pride creep into his voice. It was true, after all. That was why Xanatos kept him around. Owen never disappointed. Owen had been created to be nearly the perfect assistant.
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Post by Maleficent on Feb 26, 2011 1:43:55 GMT -5
"I hope that you don't. For your sake."
With that, Maleficent lifted her hands and, calling upon her magic, called up a large green flame that opened a portal through Shadow. Entering the portal, she soon found herself within her personal study in the Forbidden Mountain.
Sighing heavily, she pulled off the suit jacket that she was wearing. Hopefully this Owen Burnett would prove most useful.
(CLOSED)
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