Fluttering Away [Emil]

Reality warped itself and confused any observers as the coin that had mere moments before been ascending into the air, disappeared. The spiritually aware would see neither explosion nor even the connection between a bullet and the coin. Whether the aim of a Mr. Maxwell Verrial was accurate or not, the end-result was tad bit different than what most would have expected.

“You’re getting rusty,” sighed Emil Heidrich as he held up a hand. Held between his thumb and forefinger was the coin that had mere moments before been flung into the air. The ungodly speed possessed by the Knight-Commander allowing for him to not only snatch the currency from the air but move so that he stood roughly five feet behind his fellow commander. Without bothering to wait for a response or even allowing for the male to truly react, Emil Heidrich flung the coin back into the air and toward Maxwell. The features of his face were twisted into a rather grim expression as Emil looked down upon a being that was all too familiar.

“Next time, let’s try and actually hit the target,” mused the male in a tone that sounded ever so condescending.

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Breaking into a smile, Emil shook his head as he thrust his hands into his pockets. “Flattery will get you nowhere,” cooed the blond as he waved his hand dismissingly. Outsiders would have been appalled by the manner that the two conversed with each other but the truth was they were actually friends. Time ticked by but one of the few constants in the life of Emil Heidrich was the blue devil that lay before him. Although, they didn’t always get alone it was said that out of all the Knight-Commanders they were probably the closest. That didn’t mean that Emil would escape punishment at the hands of his ally should his transgressions against the pact become known. No, if anything their friendship meant that Emil could expect Maxwell to be the executioner.

Luckily for the blond, his recent fight with a certain lieutenant was still a secret to everyone affiliated with the Vatican.

“Mon ami why are you so cruel?” Feigning a hurt expression, Emil clasped his hands together and stuck out his pierced tongue. Although changed with the passage of time, especially as far as appearance, the two Knight-Commanders were much the same as they had been when they were younger. The banter between the two hadn’t matured in the years they had known each other, whether they were five or twenty the conversations between the two seemed to occur along similar lines.

Vanishing in a blur of movement, Emil appeared in a squat less than a foot away from Maxwell’s head. His crotch being closes enough to cause a slight discomfort in most. Extending a finger, he poked his compatriot in the head with a sharp nail if there wasn’t movement to increase the distance between the two. “Maxxie! You should rejoice that your savior has arrived to rescue you from the boring life you lead.”

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“Ah you best be careful with the wind little Maxxie. No telling when one of those gusts might carry your scrawny ass away,” laughed Emil. The voice of his friend alerted the blond to his current state of mood but unlike most, Emil found himself unfazed by knowing that he was little more than a nuisance. Fucking with his childhood friend was one of the few pleasantries that he found always served to entertain him. Why pass up such entertainment when the opportunity arose.

Wasting no effort in attempts to dodge, Emil merely blinked when he was struck in the side of the temple. There was no physical pain caused by such movement as it wasn’t aggressive, there was however a twinge of mental pain commonly known as boredom. It had been excruciatingly slow and the blond could have dodged it a thousand times over, yet he found himself doing the opposite in effort to be fair. “You know me too well, mon ami.”

Jumping backward, Emil rose to his full stature and stretched out his back. “I quit getting sideways long ago..” There was a touch of sadness in his voice as his mind wandered over the memories of his past. Drugs and alcohol had run rampant in his life for a period of time. Intoxication was his common state of being and he found himself reveling in the experience that was of course until certain individuals found their lives coming to a screeching halt.

Gazing down toward Maxwell, Emil grinned toward his friend with clear annoyance in his eyes. “Why do I always have to come up with the ideas? Are you so useless you can’t even be expected to think of something that’s only slightly entertaining,” It mattered not whether or not his friend could produce something of entertainment at that present moment for Emil could merely entertain himself with the company of the other.

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“Blah blah blah,” cooed the blond as he shook his head playfully. “You’re boring me to the edge of tears.” As the words filtered into the air the physical image of Emil shimmered slightly as if it were water that had been struck before disintegrating into nothingness altogether. For a brief moment the blond Knight-Commander would have been seemingly removed from the environment before his spiritual pressured roared to life above his friend.

Hovering upside-down in the air, held him aloft by reishi that surrounded his ankles, Emil glanced down upon his friend. “Enough with the yapping and take me on an adventure already.” The words were accompanied with a grin that seemed childish even if placed upon the visage of an adolescent. It had been a while since the duo had managed to get away from work and truly enjoy themselves, so long in fact that part of Emil felt that such a thing wasn’t truly possible, at least not as they had formerly known it.

There had rarely been a die that ticked by in the recent months that hadn’t involved some form of drama. As much as the male longed to merely enjoy a day out with his oldest friend something told him that such was far from the realm of possibilities. With his luck, there would be some Quincy business calling one of them away before things even got the slightest bit interesting.

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