Cormac O'Brien
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Post by Cormac O'Brien on Jun 30, 2015 11:35:24 GMT -5
Dear Miss Reid,
I regret to inform you that your brother, Gawain, has met with ill fortune. He died a brave and noble death in defense of a young student. I would like to meet with you so that I may sing his praises.
Please meet with me at the Camden Hills police station at your earliest convenience.
Sincerely,
Cormac O'Brien
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jun 30, 2015 11:56:28 GMT -5
"KYRAAA! THERE'S A LETTER FOR YOU!"
Thomas screamed up at the woman, who was currently standing on the back of a Sargasso Dragon. She had been trying to get bird out from between its scales but didn't want to hurt the poor thing. It had taken the better half of two hours to get that bird free and Kyra lifted up her hat to wipe at her brow, letting her long tangle mess of curls to fall down. It had been tough delicate work but that's what she loved about this job so much. It was hard and delicate but so rewarding. "There's that's better isn't it Charlotte." She said giving the dragon a little pat. "I be back in a second." She slide down the back of the breast, hitting the ground and wiping the dirt onto her pants.
"From who?" She asked tucking all her hair back up into her hat as Thomas shrugged and handed it to her. She took it and didn't expect to see those words on the page. That he was... he was...
The letter dropped to the ground and she covered her mouth with her hands. Oh god she felt like she could throw up. There were no tears she was just in such a start of shock. "Thomas I have to go." She said moving over to where her and her fellow tamers kept their gear, digging out a old boys coat that was dirty, torn up and burned in places. She Apperated right to the police station and looked around. "Where can I find Cormac O'Brien?" She asked the first person she saw who pointed at an office door. Kyra didn't even bother to fucking knock she just open it and walked straight it. "What the fuck do you mean my brother had a 'brave and noble death', what the fuck happen to him?" Okay now the tears were starting to come, but she blinked them away. Kyra cried in front of no man, not when she was a young girl and not now...
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Post by Cormac O'Brien on Jun 30, 2015 12:20:12 GMT -5
Cormac was about to take a sip of coffee when his office door swung open and the young woman came storming in, swearing like a sailor. One eyebrow raised, he waited for her to finish shouting before standing up and approaching her, his right hand outstretched.
"Miss Reid," he greeted her in a gentle tone, "I understand this is terribly upsetting news. The loss of Gawain has been deeply tragic for many of us. I can only imagine the pain you must feel at this moment. You are aware, of course, that your brother was employed as a professor at Cascade Academy? Unfortunately, there was a horrific attack on a student ... my niece, in fact. She was gravely injured, and Gawain stepped up in defense of her. As I wrote in my letter, it was certainly a brave and noble death, and I am deeply sorry for your loss. He was a good man. He served us well.
"Please, Miss Reid, sit down. I would like to have a conversation with you."
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jun 30, 2015 12:40:48 GMT -5
He... He died protecting a student. Oh fucking hell that was so like him, trying to do the right thing and... Why did he have to be the good one? The one that grew up too fast and never disappointed and always did the right thing even if it got him fucking killed? She ended up stepping back from the desk, taking off her hat and letting all those curls fall down her back. What was she going to tell everyone... Oh fuck and Ultana, she would have seen all this right before her eyes. Was she okay? Did whoever did this want to hurt her as well. The girls heart was beating a mile of minute and while she want to break down and cry the anger in her was much stronger... "Who?" She asked hands already balled up into tight first. "Who fucking killed him because I swear he will suffer." He was deeply sorry... so that was it? "Being deeply sorry isn't going to bring my fucking brother back. I want names and I want them now!"
"Please, Miss Reid, sit down. I would like to have a conversation with you."
She looked behind her and sat down, well now she was wishing she cleaned herself up a little more if she knew he wanted to have a full on conversation with her. She just figure he would tell her her brother was dead, here is where his body is have a nice fucking life but no he wanted her to sit here and fucking talk. Fucking great! "Make this quick..."
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Post by Cormac O'Brien on Jun 30, 2015 12:53:17 GMT -5
Cormac cocked an eyebrow, listening to her rage as he walked around his desk to sit back down in his chair. Well, wasn't she just a little spitfire? This was shaping up excellently. She seemed likely to be more capable of the job than her gentle brother had been. How ... intriguing.
"I must admit, I am pleased to hear of your desire for vengeance. You see, my family is extremely powerful, and power breeds jealousy. There is another ... family, if they can be called such ... whose sole purpose is to destroy my own. They killed your brother because he was an O'Brien employee, and when you take up his former job at the Academy, you will have ample opportunity to work toward avenging him. ... Would you like coffee, Miss Reid? Perhaps some ice water? Or some gin?"
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jun 30, 2015 13:06:37 GMT -5
Well if she was going to be here for a while she might as well get comfortable. Kyra stuffed her hand into her pocket and pulled out a pack of smokes, taking on out and lighting it up without saying a word. Taking a long drag she leaned back in her seat and ran a hand over her face. 'Calm down' she told herself, 'You need to calm down it's okay'. "Well you might be able to relate Mr O'Brien. I protect my family and I will bring harm to anyone that dares to hurt them."
But it wasn't okay! Her brother was dead, murder because two families in this town couldn't get their fucking shit together? What the ever loving hell. And why was Gawain working for this man? Sure their father made sure they two of them grew up to be good fighters but... Gawain wasn't a fighter he hated anything to do with violence. "Why... why was he working for you? That doesn't sound like."
He offered her something to drink and she took another drag. "Whiskey if you got it. And none of that shit that taste like piss and water, something good for the love of god."
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Post by Cormac O'Brien on Jun 30, 2015 13:19:16 GMT -5
"Well, I am glad to hear it. Because my family is your family. From now on, that is." With a soft, knowing smile, Cormac stood up and made his way over to the small bar in the corner of his office. He dispensed ice into two glasses, then poured a generous measure of the finest whiskey into each. Returning to his desk, he handed a glass to Kyra and then settled back down in his chair, lighting a cigarette of his own and taking a lazy drag.
"You see, it all began with your father. A good man, of course, and a strong fighter, but ... dissolute. Not wise with his money. A little too fond of craps and racehorses. Well, I am sure you are aware of his ... proclivities. He racked up quite a debt, borrowing money from my family. When he passed away, Gawain inherited that debt. And while he paid it off more quickly than your father did, the remaining balance is ... still quite considerable." He took a long, slow sip of whiskey, savoring it, and then licking it from his lips before placing the glass back down on his desk.
"I believe you are clever enough to understand how all of this applies to you."
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jun 30, 2015 18:09:18 GMT -5
She narrowed her eyes when he said that her family was now his family. "Woah if you think I am marrying into your family for some fucked up reason you are off your fucking rocker." The man got up and poured them both a drink and she was more than happy to take it. Mh it was good stuff too, she thought after taking a sip, the sort of shit you drink for like speical occasion.
"You see, it all began with your father."
Kyra choked and coughed some on the whiskey, anything that had to do with her father was never good. Never ever good... It wasn't really something they ever talked about at home, the problem that they all knew he had. In fact Gawain and her mother sort of made it their goal to protect her and the younger girls from it. But Kyra knew and... Her hand covered her mouth as she shook her head. "No! No I am not going to... There is nothing you can do or say that will have me come and work for your family." Because if her brother died and little girls were getting tortured... "What did he do... to pay it back. Because I know my brother and he was a good man and he would never hurt anyone!"
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Post by Cormac O'Brien on Jun 30, 2015 20:10:46 GMT -5
Cormac almost laughed, but managed to maintain his composure. "Oh, you needn't worry, Miss Reid. From what I understand, your value lies not in being marriageable but, rather, in being a fighter, like your father was. I have no plans to marry you off to the highest bidder. Although, I assure you that if I did, you would have no choice in the matter ... the debt being severe and my firepower impressive."
She began to protest, which was only to be expected. Her initial refusal did not faze him. Cormac emitted a little "hmm," taking his whiskey glass and looking pensively into it as he leaned back in his chair, crossing one ankle over the opposite knee. "Gawain performed solid work for my family. In his capacity as a professor, he was perfectly positioned to gather intelligence. And, yes, sometimes he was called upon to hurt people. He did not like it, but he did it in order to protect his little sisters.
"I would suggest, Miss Reid, that you acquiesce to my ... request. After all, you have the necessary skills to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts and to perform ... violent work when necessary. Ultana, on the other hand ... well, she doesn't have much to recommend her beyond her pretty face, isn't that right?" Threat hanging in the air between them, Cormac took another slow sip of his whiskey.
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jun 30, 2015 20:39:21 GMT -5
"Yeah? Well you can if you want but come night time I would cut his fucking dick off." She said honestly because there was no way she was being forced to marry anyone. Not now, not ever. And no it wasn't married but honestly it felt worst. Forced to work for this guy because her father... How did he and Gawain keep this a secret from them for all these years? And how did he deal? They were taught never to use magic to harm anyone and while she was know to break that rule every now and again, he would never and the thought of him...
Ultana...
She looked up and swallowed hard. There was no way... no way in fucking hell. She was just a child, still in school and... Kyra set her drink down on the desk and stood up. "If you touch one hair on her fucking head I will burn that bloody school to the fucking ground. As long as she stays safe I'll do whatever you fucking want. Now are we done?" Because she would have alot of packing to do and some dragons that are going to be very sad to hear she would be leaving them.
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Post by Cormac O'Brien on Jun 30, 2015 21:16:06 GMT -5
Oh, this was good. This was so very, very good. This girl had displayed more fire in a single conversation than Gawain had throughout his entire service to the family. Perhaps he should have chosen her to begin with.
Well, no matter. He had her now.
"Oh, not a hair, Miss Reid," Cormac replied, spreading his hands in mock defense. "I guarantee you that, if you play your part, Ultana and the twins will remain under my protection, as they have for many years now. There is, of course, one formality before you go." He drained his whiskey and then reached into his desk drawer, removing a thick, bound stack of parchment leaves.
"This is the contract I originally drew up for your father. As you will see, it has been amended over the years. You see, every six months, I have met with your father or your brother to renew the terms of the deal and ensure that we agree on the numbers. Under your father's tenure, the debt grew and grew, with the exception of this six-month period of time. I believe that was when your mother hit him with a little ... Lysistrata? Then, as we continue through the pages, we can see that Gawain actually achieved the goal of paying off some of what was owed. Here you can see all of his signatures ... every six months. Here is the provision allowing for the protection of you and your sisters. And, finally ... here is where you will sign."
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jun 30, 2015 21:40:37 GMT -5
Ugh formality... she didn't deal well in formalities. Kyra rolled her eyes and she inhaled some, and soon found she was looking at a contact that was toss onto the desk. Most of Cormac words went over her, because all she could think about was how she needed to do this for her family. She needed to suck this up and do it for her family. She hated the way he spoke of her family in a personally matter and inhaled some as she glared at the man. She finished off her drink and her cigarette before picking up a pen and tapping it against the contact.
"I want one thing before I sign this..." She said with her voice cold and firm. "That if you ever decide to harm the fucker that did this to my brother I want to be the one to do it. I want to make him suffer..." She was pretty much against everything she knew that would be asked of her except for that, she would make the bastard that did this pay dearly. "Promise me that and I'll sign this, and do whatever you want until this debt is clear with no complains."
Because hey... if she had to crush a few skulls to get revenge then she would crush a few skulls.
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Post by Cormac O'Brien on Jul 2, 2015 1:44:55 GMT -5
Cormac cocked an eyebrow and smiled, thinking of how very much he would make that Italian dog suffer. "Oh, dear Miss Reid, I would never dream of leaving you out of it. You will have your opportunity to make him suffer, and suffer dearly. In fact, if you promise not to go off half-cocked and get my family killed by striking at him indiscriminately, I intend to tell you his name. He will, after all, be someone you see quite often at the Academy.
"Mark my words, Miss Reid. If you treat us well, we will treat you well. Until this point, it has been invisible to you, but you have already benefitted greatly from your association with my family. I look forward to continuing such a mutually beneficial relationship. Now ... "
He slid the page closer to her.
"A signature for a name?"
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 2, 2015 2:20:51 GMT -5
"He... he also work for the Academy?" She said biting on her lip as she inhaled. She was going to have to work with that fucker everyday until she paid a debt. Kyra licked her lips, eyes moving from Cormac to the contract as she pressed the pen onto the page and wrote her name along the dotted line. "There. Now what is his fucking name?" She asked slamming the pen down on the table and glaring at the man some.
She couldn't believe she just signed away her fucking life to this guy who she knew nothing about other than her family owned alot of fucking money to him and now her brother was dead and... Nope she was not going to cry, not going to cry. She was not a weak woman and she would not allow this man to see her as weak because he said so himself, this cold be a mutually beneficial relationship and she needed it to stay that way. She would do whatever it took to keep her family safe and pay back this debt and make the man who took Gawain from her suffer.
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Post by Cormac O'Brien on Jul 2, 2015 6:39:20 GMT -5
"Excellent," Cormac replied, taking the contract back from Kyra, inspecting her signature, then closing it and putting it back into his desk drawer. Feeling immensely pleased with the entire conversation, he leaned back in his chair and looked directly into her eyes.
"I have plans for him. You prove your loyalty first, and then you may strike, and hard. I would never deny you that pleasure.
"His name is Pietro Antonucchi."
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