02-12-2021, 03:45 PM
He thought he had been pretty fucking clear. Things were supposed to be easy. They didn't do anything to The Pitt, and The Pitt didn't do anything to them. It had seemed like a pretty easy deal, as well as one that Gael could seemingly agree with. That was why the tiger had even sent an ambassador over to the desert in the first place. Not to garner some kind of alliance between the two groups - he'd never trust The Pitt for even a moment as an ally - but just to keep some semblance of peace between them. And yet, instead of just accepting that peace - or politely declining such an offer - they had sent Elsweyr back bleeding. It filled the luminary with a righteous rage, his jaw clenching as he approached. The scent of The Pitt on the air was unmistakable, and he didn't care for a moment that Atticus was standing there. His words came out in a rush as he snarled, blue gaze narrowed, "Don't worry, Arrow. They're gonna fucking pay for this. I knew it was foolish to think that they could change for even a moment... I see that clearly now." Thankfully, at least Elsweyr would be able to get the treatment she required quickly, considering Atticus's actions, and Moth's no doubt coming approach.
Tail lashing behind him, the large golden tiger lowered himself a bit, muttering softly to his shadow regent as he hoped desperately that she could hear him, "You're gonna be alright, Els... I'm sure that Moth is on her way. We'll get you patched up real quick." The archangel then straightened himself upwards, turning to move away so that Moth could get to her more easily once she arrived. Once he was away from her, he found that he couldn't pause in his movements, pacing around with his expression set in a grimace. Even considering his recent issues with Elsweyr, he still cared for her, and certainly didn't want this to happen.
He'd have to wait until she was awake and recovering, and then he could ask her what had happened. Then... he could rain hell down on the heads of those who had done this. And he had no doubt that his groupmates would want to do the same. Of course, Sweeney and Atticus would probably have some protests, but they had never been allowed in because The Pitt was trusted. Instead, they had been allowed in because they were family. If they still wanted to go back to The Pitt despite the other group's actions... well, that was their choice to make. Aurum had no intention of stopping them, even if he would think they were making a mistake.
Tail lashing behind him, the large golden tiger lowered himself a bit, muttering softly to his shadow regent as he hoped desperately that she could hear him, "You're gonna be alright, Els... I'm sure that Moth is on her way. We'll get you patched up real quick." The archangel then straightened himself upwards, turning to move away so that Moth could get to her more easily once she arrived. Once he was away from her, he found that he couldn't pause in his movements, pacing around with his expression set in a grimace. Even considering his recent issues with Elsweyr, he still cared for her, and certainly didn't want this to happen.
He'd have to wait until she was awake and recovering, and then he could ask her what had happened. Then... he could rain hell down on the heads of those who had done this. And he had no doubt that his groupmates would want to do the same. Of course, Sweeney and Atticus would probably have some protests, but they had never been allowed in because The Pitt was trusted. Instead, they had been allowed in because they were family. If they still wanted to go back to The Pitt despite the other group's actions... well, that was their choice to make. Aurum had no intention of stopping them, even if he would think they were making a mistake.
— Reggan