09-07-2014, 05:04 PM
God. The word sparked something in Giovanni.
”God…
Caos murmered in the background.
And with that word, something shifted. Something seemed off to Giovanni. The situation itself seemed out of his control. A god was always in control and right now he wasn’t. His own sex drive was – and the woman, Oriena, had put him into that situation. He felt like an animal being manipulated into a corner – and Giovanni didn’t like being manipulated.
”MANIPULATIVE BITCH!”
Caos screamed in Giovanni’s head. Unlike the incident in the hospital, Giovanni didn’t repeat the words aloud.
Giovanni seized the power, feeling almost as if Caos himself had done so. He kept the power from raging out at the woman, but the torrent of the power echoing his own fury. Externally he kept calm though, keeping his gaze on the woman.
She had one thing on him – he murdered his nephew. That was her leverage. She had no proof he had committed the crime – it was just hearsay. Her leverage was weak, and it’s not like the mortal authorities bothered him anyways. He’d taken on Atharim hunters – although Luciano was a joke. He just didn’t want them to get in the way and slow him down. She thought she had a weapon – but Giovanni was going to take away her ammunition.
Giovanni didn’t answer her question. Instead he pulled his Wallet out and dialed a number – a line to report a crime.
”I want to report a murder. I saw two men and a woman go into a warehouse near the Guardian. One of the guys seemed forced. I peeked through the window and saw that man…die…they broke his neck. They looked towards the window and I fled.
The person on the other end asked for Giovanni’s name. ”I don’t want them to find me.”
Giovanni added some panic into his voice for effect.
He finished the call and hung up and turned his gaze back to Oriena. She knew he was a god, but had attempted to manipulate him nonetheless. What kind of woman would do that? He wondered again at the chill he had felt – with both Oriena and the woman in the tunnel that had tried to heal him. If she had god powers – she would stand up to him. Gods always vied with each other to gain the upper hand. He decided to take a chance at it.
”No, Oriena. You tell me what it’s like to be a goddess.”
She had said the word with awe – an attempt to inflate his ego. He said the word with disdain – an outright challenge.
Edited by Giovanni Cavelli, Sep 7 2014, 05:22 PM.
”God…
Caos murmered in the background.
And with that word, something shifted. Something seemed off to Giovanni. The situation itself seemed out of his control. A god was always in control and right now he wasn’t. His own sex drive was – and the woman, Oriena, had put him into that situation. He felt like an animal being manipulated into a corner – and Giovanni didn’t like being manipulated.
”MANIPULATIVE BITCH!”
Caos screamed in Giovanni’s head. Unlike the incident in the hospital, Giovanni didn’t repeat the words aloud.
Giovanni seized the power, feeling almost as if Caos himself had done so. He kept the power from raging out at the woman, but the torrent of the power echoing his own fury. Externally he kept calm though, keeping his gaze on the woman.
She had one thing on him – he murdered his nephew. That was her leverage. She had no proof he had committed the crime – it was just hearsay. Her leverage was weak, and it’s not like the mortal authorities bothered him anyways. He’d taken on Atharim hunters – although Luciano was a joke. He just didn’t want them to get in the way and slow him down. She thought she had a weapon – but Giovanni was going to take away her ammunition.
Giovanni didn’t answer her question. Instead he pulled his Wallet out and dialed a number – a line to report a crime.
”I want to report a murder. I saw two men and a woman go into a warehouse near the Guardian. One of the guys seemed forced. I peeked through the window and saw that man…die…they broke his neck. They looked towards the window and I fled.
The person on the other end asked for Giovanni’s name. ”I don’t want them to find me.”
Giovanni added some panic into his voice for effect.
He finished the call and hung up and turned his gaze back to Oriena. She knew he was a god, but had attempted to manipulate him nonetheless. What kind of woman would do that? He wondered again at the chill he had felt – with both Oriena and the woman in the tunnel that had tried to heal him. If she had god powers – she would stand up to him. Gods always vied with each other to gain the upper hand. He decided to take a chance at it.
”No, Oriena. You tell me what it’s like to be a goddess.”
She had said the word with awe – an attempt to inflate his ego. He said the word with disdain – an outright challenge.
Edited by Giovanni Cavelli, Sep 7 2014, 05:22 PM.