Chapter 6! We get to follow along with @theroyalmage ‘s Kit Hunter in this one! It’s a little short but all leading up to good things!
Story ft. Asra Alnazar, Nadia Satrinava, Portia Devorak, Julian Devorak, Lucio Morgasson, Muriel of the Kokhuri, Andi, Cleo Rosehyn, Godiva “Goldie” Köhler, (TheRoyalMage’s) Emrys Trevellyn/Satrinava, Kit Hunter, @heartofnopal ‘s Quetzalli
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It’s finally here!!! Chapter five!!! It’s always when I’m excited about writing something when my health goes back downhill 😅 but I’m fine!
Bound By Ash and Smoke: An Arcana AU
Chapter Five: A Key
To say that Kit Hunter had an interesting past would be a gross understatement. In his relatively short life, Kit had managed to experience more than most citizens of Vesuvia did in their entire lifetime. Not that he was prone to say, bragging or anything.
So when he found himself in the elevator of the capitol building on his way to help his secret agent brother uncover a plot that threatened the Prime Minister by using his extensive illegal skills, let’s just say he wasn’t too surprised. He shifted the motorcycle helmet to perch on his hip as he double checked that he’d brought all his gear. Once he was satisfied, he checked his hair in the reflective surface of the doors. As they opened he prepared to throw some witty line out at whoever he met first but just as his mouth opened... his voice failed at the sight in front of him.
The outer office was clean and stylish which was boring but over in one corner color seemed to explode. Plants, candy dishes, Knick-knacks, and photos spread all over the reception desk but it was the woman sitting behind it all that rendered him speechless.
A gorgeous fiery looking redhead smiled up at him with a mischievous sparkle in her eye. Kit felt like his heart wanted to jump out of his chest. A striped red headband kept her wild hair back but some still fell in front of her face but didn’t block the beautiful blue eyes looking directly at Kit.
Oh.
Looking... directly...
Panic shot through him and Kit tried to laugh as he leaned against the desk. He tried again for something witty or smooth, unfortunately it didn’t come easily.
“Hi, Uh, what in the Arcana is a girl like you doing in a place like this?”
If the world could have opened up and swallowed him, he wouldn’t complain.
The woman just laughed though and leaned closer to him.
“Well, someone has to provide the chaos around here.”
Kit felt like a cartoon character who’s eyes popped out as hearts.
“You must be here for Agent Trevellyn, he’s right through that door. Unless you need someone to show you the way?”
She teased as she pointed to the door only a few steps away. Kit smiled and gave an exaggerated sigh.
“It looks like such a long harrowing journey but no, I must be strong. I must go on!” The woman laughed again and he would have gladly sat there all day listening to her.
Emrys had other plans though.
Little had either of the two noticed, the door had opened and Emrys was staring his brother down. Kit felt his gaze and turned to see Emrys raise his brow just slightly.
“Hey, br- Agent. I’m here to solve the case!”
Emrys shook his head but had a small smile as he gestured for Kit to come look at the door.
Kit bounced over with a small wave back to the woman at the desk.
As soon as he sat down in front of the door, it was all business. He ran his fingers over every inch of the door looking for even the smallest sign of tampering but found none.
“Is that a Magician’s lock?” Kit mostly mused to himself but Emrys nodded anyway.
That changed the game. The lock showed no signs of damage or even tampering and a quick inquiry to Emrys ensured him that the PM had no trouble opening it when she came in.
“Well, I know exactly how they did it,” Kit stood up and paused so Emrys could humor him.
“And?”
“I’m glad you asked,” Kit noticed the Secretary had leaned over the desk to listen too. “They...... had a key!”
The silence that followed was anything but comfortable. Emrys narrowed his eyes at his brother, the Secretary raised her brows in confusion, and the PM herself walked over to give him an incredulous stare.
“.... they had a key?” Emrys said slowly.
“Yep, no one is getting into a Magician lock without serious noticeable damage or a hammer. This baby is top of the line security and they’re known for being tricky.”
Kit was confident, no one was cracking this lock so cleanly.
Emrys went quiet again and Kit could see the gears whirling in his head as he refocused his approach.
“Understood. Thank you for your assistance and that will be all.”
Kit frowned slightly, of course Emrys was kicking him out as soon as things got good. All he’d done was look at one door and state the obvious, boring.
“Maybe I can-“
“No.”
Kit suppressed the urge to roll his eyes.
“Fine, I’m going.”
Kit packed his little toolkit back up and slipped the packet back into the inner pocket of his leather jacket. Emrys and the PM were discussing putting together a list of new potential suspects.
“Ahem,” a small cough came from behind him. The Secretary had come out from behind her desk and held out a small paper bag to Kit.
“Thank you for your help, Mr...?”
Kit took the bag and opened it to see a freshly baked muffin that smelled like what hopes and dreams are made of.
“Oh no, please, my brother’s name is Mr. Mine is Kit, Kit Hunter.”
She smiled.
“Pleasure to meet you, Kit. I’m Portia Kocourek and I’m sure we’ll see each other around again.”
He certainly hoped so.
