[@LightningMaiden][@Searat][@KatherinWinter][@Blueflame]

[color=0087BD][center][h3]Rost[/h3][/center][/color]
[color=0087BD]"You know you don't have to repeat everything I say back to him, right Amaya?"[/color] Rost inquired as he directed Mason into position so he could place the seal. Once he began his work, the scribe was dead silent; making careful, calculated brush strokes to form an intricate collection of symbols on the demon's back, seemingly unaware of his surroundings as he crafted the sealing spell. Once he finished, the senior researcher uttered a few phrases in an unfamiliar tongue, his voice seeming to distort in unnatural ways as the runes painted on Mason's skin glowed faintly to signal the spell binding had worked.

[color=0087BD]"Alright  I'm done. Mason, just so you are aware; in addition to the seal on your other half i embedded a second spell which will monitor the effectiveness of the primary one, a sort of magical bug tracker."[/color] he removed a pocket notebook from inside his jacket, offering it to the demon, [color=0087BD]"Keep this book with you at all times, as the monitoring spell has been bound to a transcription spell in its cover. It has a limited range, but so long as the book is on your person it will constantly keep track of the status of your seal. Each time I re-apply the sealing spell I'll be checking the information in that book and using it to make improvements. "[/color] he announced, stowing the kit containing his painting supplies back into the folds of his jacket, [color=0087BD]"Should only take a few weeks before I can create the permanent seal. Fair warning, however; the final version will have to be tattooed on and will likely take much longer to apply."[/color] rising to his feet, the agent checked his watch, [color=0087BD]"and I believe we have a meeting to get to, isn't that right Director?"[/color]
[color=a0410d][center][h3]Argus[/h3][/center][/color]
[color=a0410d]"Just remember to keep training, and don't let it go to your head."[/color] Argus suggested, giving a quick thumbs up. The djinn picked up another napkin, fiddling with it instead of eating it, [color=a0410d]"She does seem like the type to get herself too involved with someone she helped... I just hope it doesn't come back to bite her in the ass. I don't know if I could bear to see that happen again."[/color] he gave a troubled sigh, setting the scrap of paper back down on the table, [color=a0410d]"But that's ancient history, nothing you guys need to worry about."[/color] he said quickly, attempting to change the subject.