MonsieurShade

Modern Witch Hunt

Dimitri fought off the feeling of exhaustion as the train car rumbled silently along the tracks. He paid little heed to the people that rode alongside him as they casted wayward glances at him, he especially went out of his way to disregard the middle-aged woman who started to complain when he chipped the mud on his arm onto the train car's floor after it had stopped cooling. The ride was uneventful, and after the third stop Dimitri slowly got up and hobbled out of the train alongside several others. No sooner than after Dimitri stepped out of the train did his phone begin to buzz in his pocket. Dimitri pulled the device out, smiling softly at the sound of Oskar Schuster's Fjalæger informing him of his father's desire to speak with him before he swiped his thumb across the screen.
"Evening father, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Dimitri began with a formal tone that he reserved for those that he believed to be of higher status than himself. There was a grunt on the other end before a deep and somewhat posh tone responded "Spare me your greetings. I caught word from the agency that you failed to acquire information from the magus you caught tonight.", "I see. Word certainly does travel fast among the higher ups, doesn't it?" "Do not change the subject.". Dimitri grimaced slightly and stopped a few feet away from the stairs that would take him back onto the streets, "No. I was unfortunately unable to acquire the information. The magus proved to be extremely resilient to interrogation attempts, even with several dozen milliamperes coursing through his flesh." "Unfortunate. I trust that you were at least able to dispatch with the magus efficiently?". Dimitri shifted uncomfortably, but he didn't make his father wait long for an answer, "Yes sir. I filled his flesh with one hundred milliamperes. The magus died of heart failure in three minutes, after which I removed his head to prevent any sort of resuscitation." "You could have killed that magus in less time., "I did not want to leave any more mess for the agency's clean up crew to deal with than necessary." "Very well. I plan to make a visit to your hunting grounds sometime within the next month. I trust that you can avoid muddling the Cromwell name in the meantime, yes?" "Yes sir.".

Dimitri let out a sigh as his father hung up on him. This was how just about every conversation went between the two of them. For a moment Dimitri had considered asking how his mother was doing, however he knew that his only response from his father would have been how he was wasting his time with unimportant details. Dimitri also wondered whether or not he should have told his father about the fire magus he'd fought not too long ago, however he held his tongue for fear of his father deciding to visit earlier rather than later. The hunter shuddered at the thought of the bloodbath that would have ensued were his father to arrive with knowledge that he'd allowed a magus to both seriously injure a Cromwell and escape with his life after doing so. Dimitri knew all too well of what his father was capable of, and frankly, he would not wish that sort of wrath on anyone, even the wizard whom had tried to kill him. Sadly, Dimitri also knew that the wrath that his father would bring would only be due to the fact that the family name had been besmirched, not out of any sort of familial love. Dimitri shook his head and began to ascend the subway stairs, almost tasting the ale waiting for him in his fridge.

The Quest for the Starrsword

I give unto this thread life!

Modern Witch Hunt

Dimitri made no attempt to stop Theodora from leaving after her assistance despite Aidon being behind him. He did not want to besmirch the family name, true, but he also wasn't the sort of person who went attacking someone whom had just risked their ass to save his. Dimitri stood -being careful to avoid cracking the mud caked on his arm- and gave himself a once over. His pants had a few holes singed into them, his favorite shirt torn and burned to shreds, his scarf was absolutely covered in soot, the pain in his nether regions told him that he'd be walking funny for the rest of the night, and likely part of tomorrow, his throat was burning from inhaling smoke, and he smelled like he'd just spent all night rolling in a fire pit. All in all, now seemed like a pretty good time to go home, change the battery in his weapon, take a hot shower, and drink a cold bottle of cider or two before taking a well deserved rest.

"Well it's been fun Aidon but I think i'm gonna call it a night. You be careful out here man." He grunted before shuffling towards a set of stairs leading deeper into the subway where the actual waiting stations for the trains resided. About halfway down Dimitri turned and cupped his hands over his mouth, "THANKS AGAIN FOR THE HELP MISS. I OWE YOU ONE!" He hollered out loudly. Dimitri wasn't exactly sure if Theodora would actually take him up on that, or even if she was still around for that matter, but he figured it was only proper to give thanks before he disappeared down the stairs.

Modern Witch Hunt

Dimitri winced in pain as the mud went to work healing his wound, however given everything else he'd dealt with tonight, it was far from the worse thing he'd experienced. The hunter mulled over what Theodora had said about owing allegiance to neither side of the war. Even though the whole situation wasn't quite as simple as picking or not picking a side he respected that the witch still tried to avoid letting herself fall prey to the us vs them mentality that ran rampant these days. Dimitri would even go so far as to say that he was envious of it considering that he never had the option of not getting involved in the mounting war that was humanity versus the magus. Dimitri found himself being pulled from his thoughts by Aidon's voice just before receiving a light punch,We weren't ready for an attack. I mean, how could we be? There are only a handful of documented cases where a Magus has followed and attacked a hunter out of the blue.". Rather than dwell on the subject further, Dimitri examined the mud encasing his arm and cocked his head to the side, "So by any chance will this leave any scarring?" .

Modern Witch Hunt

@Grombus The same to you. Ol' Dimitri's going to be walking funny for a bit.

Modern Witch Hunt

Dimitri huffed and wheezed in pain as the fire wizard disappeared in an admittedly impressive theatrical manner. The threat of the wizard having gone, Dimitri stayed rooted on the ground and tried to catch his breath as best he could through the smoke. It took the hunter a few seconds - the kick to the groin had winded him a lot more than he showed- but Dimitri found the strength and presence of mind to avoid blacking out or vomiting, as well as to wave his burn free hand up and down slowly to wordlessly tell Aidon to stand down.

Dimitri coughed and turned his head slightly over his shoulder to spit out a glob of saliva that was streaked with soot, a foul premonition to the ungodly amount of soot he'd be hacking up or sneezing out in the week to come. "Well that sucked ass." Dimitri croaked to Aidon through an exhausted smile as he tried to act as if everything was fine. Dimitri spat once more before he turned his attention to the witch. Dimitri stared at the young woman in puzzled silence, almost as though looking for the answer to a difficult question before he rose his weapon overhead almost as if to bring it down on her. The weapon crackled menacingly for a few moments before going completely silent as Dimitri deactivated it and collapsed it into it's concealed state and brought it to the clip on his belt. Dimitri could practically feel his ancestors rolling in their collective graves as he extended his arm to the witch for a better look, "Your help would be much appreciated. But my friend does have a point; Why would you help me? You know what I am, don't you?".

Modern Witch Hunt

@GrombusPersonally i'd rather just leave it as is and revisit it tomorrow since we run the risk of going over to page two IC if we keep going as is. Also there's the fact that one of my close friends has royally fucked up his hip at work and I have to take him to a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning since he cant drive. Good news is i'm off of work, bad news is, fuck I hate doctors offices.

Modern Witch Hunt

Oh my, safe to say Dimitri and Trick aren't exactly going to become pen pals any time soon, eh?

Modern Witch Hunt

@Grombus @Madly33 We may want to slow down for the night so that the others can post. Also, I simultaneously regret everything and nothing for the horribly underhanded thing I just made Dimitri do. My ancestors weep with much shame this night.

Modern Witch Hunt

Dimitri smirked as he noticed Aidon join the fray out of the corner of his eye. His relief was short lived as Trick dodged his attack and retaliated with a blow of his own. The cut on his arm burn horribly as the fire served to cauterize his flesh. While this meant that his wounds would not bleed, Dimitri also knew that this meant that there was a high probability of infection if he didn't tend to his arm soon. He snapped back to avoid receiving another blow, but he quickly darted forward again, refusing to give Trick any other openings. This time rather than going for the linear attacks Dimitri went for the unorthodox and frankly downright dirty. Dimitri shot his arm forward, sending the weapon, though his target was not actually flesh. Instead Dimitri stabbed at the open air directly between Trick's legs, then with both hands he yanked upwards sharply to send the flat of the blade into the wizard's groin. Even though he didn't actually attack with the sharp portion of the blade Dimitri knew that what he was doing was petty, cruel, and violated the most sacred of the unspoken rules of male combat, but it was something that needed to be done. "DON'T GIVE HIM AN OPENING!" Dimitri barked to Aidon as he swung he weapon upwards.