Hana: I'm tired. But not tired enough to not post the new chapter~
Hevlaska: Interesting.
Hana: -blinks-
Tyki: Hm.
Hana: ...
Wisely: It's rather crowded.
Hana: Erm...neither XaiverForest nor myself own D. Gray-man...just the story you guys are reading, so...enjoy!
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+ - Chapter 14 - +
This was a dangerous game, and he knew it from the get-go. However, he needed this risk to reap the ultimate reward in the end. He was the King, and he had control over his personal board. At least...he did, until a pawn had gone rogue on him. A fighter, the knight. Running off with yet another pawn...but which he wasn't sure.
Was it a mere piece that could be disposed of? Or did they hold a greater part than he would've otherwise believed? These were the questions Malcom C. Rouvelier was asking one sunny afternoon in his pallor.
"If you keep that frown upon your face, you will find yourself getting wrinkles much sooner, Malcom."
"Hevlaska." The man curtly greeted his sister-in-law. Like hell he would accept her into his family. The woman sighed, looking to the man in displeasure. "What brings you here?"
"Your wife, my sister, has brought me here today." The silver-haired woman stated. "You've been wrapped up in a bit of work these days."
"Why should it matter to a wench like yourself?"
Hevlaska brushed him off, his words long having lost their effect on her psyche at that point. "I care greatly for my sister. Hurt her, and I believe hell may be your only salvation."
"Are you threatening me? I don't need your witchcraft."
"It is not witchcraft." Hevlaska denied. "Nor is it a gift of foresight. It is my intuition, and I follow it like a pirate would a map to treasure."
"It's blasphemy, is what it is." Rouvelier ground out, turning his attention back to the physical board that was presented to him.
"One day that attitude of yours will get you killed."
Rouvelier paused, and he slowly turned his head in Hevlaska's general direction. "More of your witchcraft?"
The woman only sighed. Hadn't she just told him that it wasn't witchcraft? "It's a warning."
"One which I need not from the likes of you." Rouvelier hissed. "Now leave."
"Very well. You have been warned...and I have another engagement to uphold. Good day, Malcom."
Rouvelier didn't even bother with a farewell, instead returning back to what he'd been doing before that woman had graced him with her unwelcome presence.
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Hevlaska walked along the sidewalk, having long since saying farewell to her sister and niece back at their humble abode. Before she could return to her own home, however, there were people she was to meet.
Of course they didn't know they would find her just yet.
Still, she knew they would.
"They think they know everything, right, Jas?" Hevlaska heard the voices before she saw them. "We can totally do shit to be useful."
"Yeah! You tell 'em, Dev!"
"I'm telling you, moron." The black-haired male ground out, though didn't have any malice in the words.
"Telling me! Hee~ Hee~"
"Yeah I am! Huh? Hey! Hag! What're you looking at us like that, huh?"
"I believe you mean 'what are you looking at us like that for." Hevlaska calmly corrected.
"Same difference."
"Difference! Same big difference!" The longer haired male laughed.
Hevlaska pursed her lips. "What you said wasn't grammatically correct."
"What're you a freaking teacher?" The leader of the duo snarled. "I ain't a damn student y'know."
"So I've noticed."
"Then leave Jasdevi alone~!"
"Yeah, leave us alone! We got nothing to do with ya, lady."
"Tell 'er Dev! Hee!"
"I just did, Jas!"
"So, you're Dev," She pointed to the dark-haired male, "And you're Jas...those are your names, then?"
"Jasdero!" Jas said, pointing to himself.
"Devit!" Dev said with enthusiasm.
"Together we're Jasdevi!" Both proudly stated.
"I see."
"We can basically read each other's minds!" Devit proclaimed.
"Read our minds! Hee~"
"I have a rather interesting ability myself." Hevlaska said, smiling fondly, "I believe they would call it a strong sixth sense?"
"Can you see into the future?" Jasdero asked, seeming intrigued.
"You are looking for someone, are you not?"
"Hey, yeah!" Devit said, "How'd you guess?"
Hevlaska smiled, "I suppose you say what your younger brother had said, in a way."
"You can see into the future?!" The twins were now completely entranced by the older woman, stars were practically shimmering in their eyes.
"Not exactly." Hevlaska eyed at the two young men, who were both much more pleasant company than her brother-in-law. "Call it intuition."
"Hey Dev...come to think of it, ain't she familiar looking?"
"Did we meet her?"
"I dunno..."
"Hey, lady, what's ya name?" Devit asked, attempting to recall any face that may have matched the person he and Jasdero might've seen. He had no luck at the current moment.
"My name is Hevlaska," the woman said.
"Hevlaska?" Devit asked. "Weird name."
Jasdero seemed to be thinking hard before he screamed in surprise, "Dev! Her! That lady Tyki was gonna—mpfh!"
Devit took that initiative to silence his brother. He'd spare the older man...meaning he'd owe him. "Not the place, Jas."
"The lady Tyki was going to...?" Hevlaska probed, her silver hair rippling in the sun as she leant forward to hear better.
"Y'know what? Maybe he'd love to tell you what his methods were gonna be." Devit said, as the new idea began forming in his head. "What d'ya think, Jas? Should we mess with Tyki with the source?"
"Hell yeah!' Jasdero eagerly agreed. "Lady, you should come with us to make Tyki squirm! Hehehe~!"
"I haven't done such childish things since my youth." Hevlaska mused. "Then, why don't you two young men lead the way?"
"This way!" Both said, as they headed back the way they came. Hevlaska laughed, these two were such a handful, but she would be lying if she said it wasn't fun interacting with them.
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Wisely and Tyki were...bewildered. If another word existed, they couldn't figure it out. "That's Wisely, that's Tyki." Devit told their new guest.
Hevlaska eyed Tyki and hummed. "So you're Tyki Mikk."
Wisely winced as other peoples' thoughts ran through his head, before he looked at the Portuguese male. "Well you're screwed."
"I. Figured. As much." Tyki said through clenched teeth.
"I've heard quite a bit about you from my escorts here." Hevlaska said, crossing her arms, and quirking a brow. "Yes, they said something about you going to seduce me in order to gain information about my brother-in-law?"
"We already decided that you're the one who's responsible for them," Wisely reminded Tyki, smirking a little at the aghast look on his companion's face.
"Shut up." Tyki growled.
"Well? What is it you wish to know about him?" Hevlaska asked, surprising the two men before her. She was...seriously going to just give them the information? Just like that? There must be some strings attached to this deal, right?
Wisely riffled through the woman's thoughts and... nope. She seemed willing enough to give them what they wanted.
"What's in it for you giving us this information so freely?" Tyki decided to ask. "Such sensitive stuff is rather..."
"Malcom is a fool who only wants power. He's not the man my sister married."
"Your sister needs her eyes checked." Devit growled. "Why would anyone wanna marry a creep like that?"
"As the youth say, 'search me'." Hevlaska said. "Shall we seat ourselves and get comfortable?"
"Right...this way..." Tyki said, moving aside to let her and the twins into their residence.
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