thusia | (no subject)

What for?

You beat me senseless. I think it's only fair to determine if you're unarmed or not.

. . .

[distrustful. But holds his hands out. He's definitely unarmed]

Ah, thank you.

[reaches into his tunic and pulls out handcuffs, slapping them on Cain before he can protest]

Just to be sure.

[fsd pulls back but it is far too late now.]

What kind of talk involves restraints?!

[it sure is. And Tempest moves to lean against the door, loosely crossing her arms]

We like being very sure, that is all.

A talk with an attempted murderer. I think it's reasonable enough. You are violent and unpredictable.

[tugs at the handcuffs violently] Take it off!

I would calm down if I were you.

When we're done.

[steps away from the wall, walking into the middle of the room]

You seemed surprised, Cain, when you realised I was a priest. You didn't know?

[ugh. keeping a distance from him]

Isn't it obvious?

It didn't stop you though, did it. I don't suppose you remember what was done to those who assaulted and killed Ophiuchus back home.

Like I care.

[definite arrogance.]

Mmm, no, I assumed as such.

Do you know which house I'm part of?

No.

[ :) ]

Uraeus.

[taking another step back from him. Holds up his cuffed hands]

Then this is overkill, isn't it?

[makes an amused, but curious sound]

Is there some meaning behind that I am unaware of?

There were three royal houses in the order of Ophiuchus. Uroboros, the keepers of knowledge. Caduceus, messengers of the gods. And Uraeus... well, most ordinary people didn't know what Uraeus's purpose was. But they had some suspicions.

[steps up to Cain, and his eyes burn silver as he looks at the cuffs.]

'Rise.'

[the cuffs start lifting off their own accord, pulling Cain's arms and then the rest of him up until the metal touches the ceiling.]

Wha-- hey!

[he struggles futilely for a moment before he stops, wincing]

[she hums in response to Noric's explanation, but doesn't question it further]

I must say, Noric, that is still rather impressive.

[pushing off the door, pulling her cloak's hood off her head. Approaching :)]

[walks around behind Cain, where he can't see him]

You see Cain, there is a lot of truth to the rumours you heard about Uraeus. So I'm sure you can appreciate that, for what you did to me, you should be prepared for a world of hurt.

[grits his teeth and clenches his fists. Too vulnerable. Too much like his own subjects.

He grins though, even if he can't see Noric]

I'm sure brother will approve.

[and Tempest remains in front, getting right in front of Cain. Raises a hand to trail her fingers down his cheek, almost gently]

I'm certain he will not, but that doesn't matter much right now.

[sigh]

I'm not going to hurt you.

[then there's a pressure in the small of Cain's back, something rounded and hard.]

I'd be well within my rights to do so, but frankly that would just put me on your level. After all, you attacked me because you thought I was in the way. But I think all you did was get in your own way. You will drive your brother away far more effectively than I will ever do to you.