#silver roses

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||Betrayal towards the clans: Defiance to the Fujiwara and Oda clans||

Reserved rp with @demonsofoda

It's been such a long time, even among many sorcerers that do their daily missions from time to time. However over time, the missions have gotten more tougher and tougher that one day.....

The highers ups have crossed the line.......

With them, a meeting is held hearing some shouting and arguing among some of the teachers. Even with the students who had no idea what was happening right now. Gojo Satoru was silent to hear this but he was frowning.

"This is outrageous! Why are we arguing about this?! I say we did the right thing!" one of them said yet the others were quiet.

"How do you know? You know what will happen now. After our recent mission request....I figure it wouldn't be hard for the sorcerers to do this." Another said but the rest were quiet.

"Oh sure, given that you old fools crossed the line. From what I remember, you guys were warned and told not to send any sorcerers to the areas of Nagoya city. Yet, here we find out you sent some during the time or for months now? even finding out some of the few members were almost killed and hurt?" Gojo didn't know this but he knew this was a problem.

Yoshinobu Gakuganji frowns when hearing this yet he knew this was not going to be good. "Higher ups you know we swore to the two heads we wouldn't send anyone to their areas....however, now we find out you send some and even-"

"Yes, we know. Blood was shed we know..but we need to prove authority. We seen and heard of how they take care of the violence there and it's unsafe and dangerous. Do you even know we are doing this for a reason?" One said with the others quiet.

".....And I get it but think. This also results to what happened with Suguru. Thanks to you trying to prove something and having him executed almost. You old farts are trying to plan some war against two dangerous heads. What if they find out!? What will they even do?" Gojo knew and remembering the last time the head of Oda and the head of Fujiwara came, they were peaceful but if they found out (He knew they already knew) that sorcerers were crossing their boarders it was not going to be good. It was going to be war.

"We understand that, Gojo....but hear us out. We know our students or your students are strong..maybe.....if might be best to send them out to help us-"

"No."

The higher ups heard but glares. "What did you say?"

"I'm not sending my class out for that. Right now, your going to cause an all out war with the two heads. I even heard you got the other heads from the other clans to help you out. What are you guys planning?" Gojo said even Yoshinobu didn't know this. What were they planning? The higher ups said nothing but sighed.

"We are trying to prove that the two clans are out of control. We will prove that. Even if they come to speak to us, we will demand they listen and follow the rules of sorcerers. If not...we might have no choice.."

"Your going to cause the city to go into ruin!" Gojo said.

"We are going to save the city and the school! Even if we have to do what we need to do! That includes making sure the students follow orders!" One said as Gojo was silent.

"Given we already proven our point......we are demanding peace...even if it means going to war with the two heads. We already sent some sorcerers over..we should be getting a report soon from them.."he said but Gojo knew....the higher ups messed up. Big time. Because he knew The demon king and the Lightning twilight general were not happy.

'These old idiots doomed us....'

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Handmade Finnish Solid Silver Spoon Roses Bracelet With Magnet | Etsy

This bracelet is made of two old Finnish solid 830g silver rose spoons, the Aura rose pattern. In the middle is a peach/silver Swarovski cry

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[officialleehadan]

Troll Market

Underhill would never not be eerie, but it wasn’t terribly hard to find, if you know where to look.

Jax found a place where a river sank through the rock and into blackness, and jumped in. The current pulled him this way and that, and old magic washed over him.

It found the coin in his pocket. The gold coin with writing he couldn’t read that was so old that no human culture would ever recognize it.

The coin he earned after his third job for Lydia, and one that cost him a Favor in return.

The gold warmed in his pocket, and a bubble glowed golden up around him and then he could breathe. Warm, spiced air washed over him and left his clothes soft and dry even as he filled his lungs. The flavor of berries he couldn’t name lingered on his tongue.

The Troll Market rumbled with creatures of every shape and size. Pixies darted through the air around the heads of trolls, pulling wagons of inhuman produce. A sedan chair floated by on its own, and Jax didn’t dare try to look and see who was inside.

It didn’t do to catch the attention of anyone powerful down here. Not when he was already looking for someone who may or may not be more dangerous than he was.

The iron on his guns and in his blades heated warningly. Iron wasn’t welcome here, and he knew it, but there was no way someone with an ounce of human blood could risk The Market without it.

Stalls lined either side of the road, selling everything from stolen human artifacts to bundles of fruit no human would ever be able to name. To one side, a pack of goblins hawked charms of every shape and size. They were trying to shout down the ogre across the way who seemed to be a butcher. He ignored them as he calmly portioned out something Jax thought might be a goat.

The tavers and party halls were farther on, and they were Jax’s most frequent haunt down here. A good place to buy or sell information, it was probably the place where he would find some sort of lead on his current target.

There was something to be said for being one of the few hitters who walked in both worlds. He might be human, but where the residents of Underhill were concerned, that could be a good thing. He could handle all sorts of things they couldn’t.

Yes, magic could be a problem, but one that could be handled with the right use of iron and silver. Maybe a little mountain ash if he was feeling creative.

The Silver Rose. He was supposed to be looking for a tavern called The Silver Rose, where his most recent bounty might be hiding. Or so Lydia thought, anyway, and her information was usually pretty reliable.

It turned out to be a decidedly classy bordello that catered to those with a lot of money and expensive taste.

“Greetings,” the hostes said as soon as Jax walked in. She was judging him. He could tell. Well, he supposed he couldn’t blame her. He didn’t look much like the silk-clad bodies that drifted around the room bearing wine and food, and showing tantalizing glimpses of skin. “Please be welcome at the Silver Rose. How might we sate your desires this night?”

Jax considered his options and decided not to make a fuss. Not until he had to, anyway. He pulled a few coins out of his pocket and handed them over. The hostess smiled when she saw the gold ad tucked it away with the magical quickness her kind always possessed.

“Wine and a pipe of whispers,” he told her, and cast his gaze about the room casually. He had a picture of his target, but Lydia hadn’t known if Tanglethorn was a patron of this place, or if he worked here. Jax hoped for the second. He would be easier and less expensive to find. “Something sweet to accompany. And someone who knows things.”

“Of course,” the hostess agreed, and lifted her hand. Her nails glitered black with silver roses. “This way.”

Jax followed her through the room ad took note of the many quiet nooks. Many were occupied and soft giggles and the hints of conversation drifted here and there. The air smelled of warm incence that wafted in silver clouds to linger in the rafters.

He had paid enough for a private room and got one. When they entered, the rich reds of the couches contrasted with the shimmering blue pipe that waited for him, and the crystal decanter and glass beside it. A selection of expensive-looking treats completed the table.

They might even be safe for human consumption.

“I will bring your company momentarily,” the hostess said, and vanished.

Jax settled himself on one of the chairs and kept his shot gun in close reach.

Probably they wouldn’t try to kill him, but he hadn’t made it this long without being the cautious sort.

When the door opened again, he looked up, straight into the blue eyes of an elf he knew well and had never met.

Tanglethorn. The very elf he was trying to find.

Maybe he could get lucky every now again.

The elf saw him, and his eyes widened ever so slightly when he saw Lydia’s rune where it shimmered against Jax’s skin. Jax had to give him credit. He didn’t bolt, and his surprise probably wouldn’t have shown if Jax wasn’t looking for it.

“I am Tanglethorn,” the elf introduced himself, and painted on a smile that promised things that were more expensive than wine and a pipe. He sank down onto a chair and his silvery robes seemed to flutter in a breeze Jax couldn’t feel. “I have answers.”

“Good,” Jax nodded to the wine and sweets. Tanglethorn helped himself to both and sat back, glass dangling from is fingertips. “Start with the reason Lydia Talashare wants you found.”

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At the Sign of the Silver Rose:

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Silver roses | Jaewoo

Whether he did it for Jaejoong or himself, the angel didn’t question it; twirling the silver rose between his fingers as he stared some far-off point somewhere in the middle of the room. A room which, truth be told, held nothing for him here tonight aside from his roommate maybe barging in at some point – and so it did not take long for him to put the rose in a drawer of his nightstand, slip on a coat and head out the door.

It still took about half an hour before he knocked on the door of Minwoo’s room; now carrying a wrapped bottle of wine – the obnoxiously expensive kind, of course – in one hand, which he had grabbed on a small detour to the city. Originally, Jaejoong had planned to simply stay in his apartment for a day or two and yet some higher power seemed to have kept him here for a reason as he now waited for the demon inside the dorm to answer. “It’s me,” he added after a short moment, unsure if Minwoo would be in the mood to open the door to anyone other than him tonight.

@minwoo-ia

The demon was sitting in the dimly lit room as he stared out of the window, red eyes flickering as he sipped from a bottle of fairy blood when there was a knock on the door. Truth be told he had not been sure whether the angel would accept the invitation but he was glad he did. 

“You know I can sense your blood, still.” Minwoo said as he opened the door to reveal him in simple yet classy clothing. A blouse and black pants as he stepped aside for Jaejoong to come in. “How are you?”

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