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Time: July 27, 2000 -- after Mictain meets Uriel
Place: War's Room
Status: Private (Mictain, War) -- Complete
Summary: Sharing information.


Mictain knocked on War's door, wanting to share with someone just what he had discovered. He hadn't really believed Uriel would just use or cheat anybody like that -- no, she was too angelic to do that. Besides, she couldn't lie to save her life, so she couldn't have told Pestilence she cared about him if she didn't.

None of it made sense, though. It didn't seem probable Pestilence would leave her just like that, yet she claimed he had. After all that stuff about being ready to die for the angel, even. He suspected Uriel wasn't telling the exact truth. Or, rather, she was telling what she believed to be the truth, as she indeed couldn't lie, but there had to be more to it than just that. He suspected he'd have to know Pestilence's view on the matter also to understand the whole picture.

Two heads were usually better than one, though. Maybe sharing this new information with War would help.

Date: 2006-08-07 10:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
War uncoiled herself from her bed where she'd been lying, absent mindedly flexing her fingers and staring up at the camouflage netting, lost in thought. She reached the door in three strides, pushed her hair back, and opened the door.

"Mictain - what brings you here? Any news?"

She looked at the demon inquisitively, and gestured into her room. "Take a seat, if you like."

Date: 2006-08-07 10:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
War crossed back to the bed to lean against the rail at the foot of it, facing him.

"I think you're right - Uriel is telling the truth, or at least she thinks she is." She shook her head slowly. "I just can't believe Pestilence would have left her - I can't understand why. It doesn't ring true, somewhere. I know that, as far as he's concerned, he slept with an unknown woman fairly soon after he left - Uriel in dusguise - but that doesn't put him at fault...especially if he felt rejected..."

War was having trouble keeping up with her thoughts.

Date: 2006-08-08 01:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
"As I see it, it's one of two things," War said. "One, she went crazy - crazier - and really hurt him somehow - and maybe she doesn't remember, or doesn't see it like that. Two, she got scared and actually asked him to leave - and again, doesn't remember, or didn't think he's listen to her. The first of those could be just about anything, though."

"I can understand her being scared, given the situation, but if she's trying to protect him, not just herself, it could fit with her making him leave when she was being particularly crazy."

She idly twisted her hair round her fingers. "Or maybe someone else intervened, like you said - maybe she didn't actually do anything herself. But, who, and why?"

She saw the smirk, and her eyes narrowed. "Keep your word? What do you mean? What aren't you telling me?"

Date: 2006-08-30 08:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
War's eyes flashed wide open in surprise, then narrowed again. "It's believable, right enough. Did you really offer just so you can annoy the Host, or because you're trying to protect her?" The former made sense to her, and she was no more a fan of the Host than Mictain, but if he was trying to protect Uriel then she found it somewhat baffling, given everything that had been said.

She flexed her fingers slowly, mentally putting the pieces together. "I'd gathered you'd been exiled, but didn't know that was why. I assume it was Raphael?"

Her mouth quirked. "I'm not going to judge or react, if that's what you were looking for or expecting. For one, it's nothing to do with me, and for two, if the law thought that a woman could commit rape [1] then I'd probably be guilty after a few commanders needed a little extra...persuasion at various points in the past."

Returning to the subject at hand, she said, "It is possible a third person was involved, if it was someone with a reason not to want to tell people. We've all got our secrets round here, after all. Depends if there is anyone who'd have a reason, though. Any ideas?"

[1] Under British Law, both in the Sexual Offences Act 2003 and in prevous legislation, a woman cannot commit rape, lacking the necessary body parts rqeuired in the legal definition

Date: 2006-08-31 02:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
"I'd gathered that he treated you badly, and already decided that whatever you did, ultimately what he did was worse, because it was almost certainly more calculated." War quirked an eyebrow at him, and replied in a lighter tone, "Redheads? Well, I'd hope you like them enough to raise a glass with them once they've finished a spot of sleuthing, at least." Tilting her head on one side so her hair fell over her shoulder, she added, "This one's better with a sword, mind you."

Turning serious again, she straightened and said, "Surely there are ways of annoying the Host that don't involve the side effect of helping out Uriel who, when I last checked, wasn't exactly top of your list of best buddies? Besides, I'd have thought that with everything else recently you'd have annoyed the Host enough to keep you going for a while. I can't imagine they were exactly pleased that their former Commander tried to rape Raphael."

She shook her head. "Like I say, I've never understood the Host and angelic - or demonic - politics. Never wanted to, either."

She clicked her fingernails together as she thought about what Mictain had said. "The other Horsepeople wouldn't have done anything. None of us hold any grudges against any angels or demons especially, at least not to the best of my knowledge. And besides - as we've established, Pestilence was clearly besotted, and if he was happy, we wouldn't want to change that. We may all be very different, but we do all stick together and look out for each other. As for it being someone else... Odin would have reason enough not to spread it around, if it were him, because if he broke them up then it would be because he was trying to protect Uriel, and I guess that would extend as far as trying to protect her from gossip. But then, I can't see why he'd want them to split up - I don't see him having the usual prejudice against angels having relationships with other beings."

Date: 2006-08-31 04:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
War nodded her head. "I really don't think the child is anyone's but Pestilence's - plus I can't see why she'd say it was if it wasn't. On the other hand, I can't see much reason in anything Uriel does."

She sighed. "That's why I'm inclined to think that it was something Uriel did in a moment of craziness. I'm not ruling out that it was Pestilence, but given all we know of Uriel it seems more likely it was her. It is still possible it was Odin interfering, but I can't quite see that, either. Obviously, I haven't seen him for a long time, but all the same, I wouldn't have thought he was one to judge on who people had relationships with, even if he does have a strong sense of family."

She rubbed the top of her nose in between her coppery eyebrows, then stretched her arms out. "I'm not sure we're really getting much further with this right anymore. We've opened up possibilities, but for now we're just speculating."

She rubbed at the fading bruise on her neck, then snatched her hand away, hoping he hadn't noticed. Though being teased by the demon was fun, on some levels, on others it was annoying to be reminded that it was a human girl who'd done it to her. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye, wondering if he'd pick up on it.

Date: 2006-08-31 06:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
"You think I'm at ease with the situation?" she half-joked.

War was surprised by the offer, and shifted her position slightly, leaning further back, and looked at Mictain speculatively. "It's not sore so much as stiff, and that makes it annoying - I can't turn my head or use my shoulder properly. Would you be able to heal it properly? I've never had an angel or demon heal me before."

Date: 2006-08-31 06:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
She shrugged lop-sidedly. "As you say, can't hurt, I suppose. What do I have to do? I can move off my perch on the end of the bed if you think it's a good idea?"

Date: 2006-08-31 07:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
In answer, War swung her legs over the end of the bed then settled herself crosslegged.

"This way, even if you do manage to make it sting or anything, I'm not going to fall off and make a fool of myself."

She put her hands on her knees then, looking up at him, said, "Ready when you are."

Date: 2006-08-31 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
War sighed. "I've had a few bad experiences with healers over the years, so now I prefer to be seated on something solid, is all."

As he brushed the hair away - not really necessary, part of her mind pointed out - she felt his fingertips suddenly warm against her skin. They were warm again when he laid them against the bruise, and held them there. The healing felt.. odd. Not painful, not anything she could name. Different, somehow. She sat quietly, oddly content at having the demon's fingers pressed against her skin.

He spoke as he drew them away, and not quite registering what his words, she said, "Hm?" Then she realised, and rolled her head from side to side, then rotated her shoulder.

"It all seems to be fine," she said, looking up at him with her warm orange eyes. "Thank you."

Date: 2006-09-01 11:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
"You seem proficient enough to me. Besides, I'm not planning to get into many more fights any time soon."

War smirked. "Apart from our test match, of course - unless you're chickening out of that one?"

Date: 2006-09-01 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
War choked back a laugh at the image she'd suddenly got in her head. She didn't think Mictain would appreciate knowing that his words had just given her an image of him being the demonic embodiment of fight-burn-kill then rushing out with bandages afterwards.

"I wasn't planning to get hurt in that match - like I said, it's a test match, with practice swords. The aim is to finally figure out which of us is more skilful or stronger - better, essentially - not to beat the stuffing out of each other. Or that was the impression I had, anyway," she finished, giving him a half-teasing, half-quizzical look.

Date: 2006-09-01 06:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
The childish nature of the demon's teasing had made War feel childish too - so she stuck her tongue out at him.

"Another part of our test match will be that it's pre-arranged and we'll be focussed - something I definitely wasn't when I attacked her."

She stretched and stood up. "Unless you're particularly keen on hanging around my bedroom, how about we head down to the bar and find a drink, seeing as it seems we've had our dose of sleuthing for today?"

Date: 2006-09-01 06:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swords-love-me.livejournal.com
"First one's on me," she said, as she walked over to the door and yanked it open, "As a thank you. But don't think I'm going to make a habit of it!"

She held the door open, waiting for him to cross the room so she could follow him down for that drink.

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