Nathaniel
"Bartimaeus, do you remember how I first dealt with you when you learned my birth name." Bartimaeus thought about this for a second than said, "Nathaniel, I hate you. I really do."
Nathaniel gestured towards a table where a tin can of rosemary was sitting on.
Than emitting a triumphant laugh, he realized he has been holding his breath. He may have had the upper hand in this situation, but you never knew with Djinni; they were a tricky type.
"So Natty-Boy what is my charge?" asked Bartimaeus
"Bartimaeus of Uruk, I charge you to serve as my personal guard, and my assistant. Right now as my assistant, you are to go register yourself among the rest of the Djinni here in America. The register tent is at the south part of Camp, you are dismissed."
After Bartimaeus left the tent, Nathaniel picked up the can filled with rosemary which was sitting on his desk (1), than he walked to the hut exit. He had to do two things: Deposit the Can of rosemary somewhere, and go for a quick meeting at the control tent. As he left his hut he looked in a mirror, and adjusted his suit. The camp was about a square kilometre in size, and made up of lines and lines of huts north of the control tent. It was located along Dorchester Bay. The rescue forces had chosen to camp there given there was lots of water, and it wasn't too south of Boston; which remained the only city the British had managed to capture. While the main enemy forces – the Indians – had the real British army stuck down in Providence.
Nathaniel walked out of his tent, turned to his left and walked around the hut to the back where he kept going south until he was at the control tent; he walked past the large red pavilion and towards the water where he tied the can to a large rock with some rope he had found in the supply hut.
Then, pulling his arm back in preparation to throw, he suddenly thought of something. He put the rock down on the ground in front of him and snapped his fingers. A small brown imp appeared at his side. "Yes Master?" the little imp croaked. "Take this can and fly out to the middle of the bay, once there drop it in to the water. The imp went to pick up the can, when he jumped back. "Oh, the pain... It is as if the can is electrocuted." The imp groaned. Nathaniel, rolling his eyes said, "It contains rosemary if you must know." With a look distress the imp picked up the can, and muttering silent curses flew out over the bay.
Nathaniel waited until the Imp was out of sight before retracing his steps to the red pavilion, and pushing back the entrance flaps of the large control tent, walked in.
The tent was very large, and contained 3 parts; separated by a wall of red cloth. The first part was the entry hall, which contained 4 chairs and a desk with a secretary sitting at it. The second part was a large meeting room which could fit up to 15 chairs, and the last part of the tent was Carl Mortensen's –the new war minister- office. Nathaniel walked past the secretary's desk; giving the secretary a nod as he walked through another flap and into the meeting room. The dim red light coming through the pavilion illuminated the mahogany table, and made it look as if it was painted red. On the left hand side of the table were the 10 captains of the rescue army, and at the head of the table was Carl Mortensen with a bright smile on his face.
"Ahh, Mandrake. You are here! Please sit; please sit so we may get started," said Carl, gesturing towards the only chair on the right side. "Minister Mortensen, what have you called us all here for today? We are trying to prepare our soldiers for the march on Providence," stated one of the captains. Carl Mortensen frowned then said, "Well, let me start. I just got a message imp from Devereaux; he has sent some small reinforcements. A group of 10 magicians managed by Whitwell! But here is what is so exciting; they bring with them the amulet of Samarkand and Gladstone's staff." This last declaration left the captains and Nathaniel with their mouths gaping open.
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(1) Barti's Footnotes only appear in his chapters. I am writing this here to explain that in AOS Nathaniel bound Bartimaeus into a can of Rosemary to keep him from telling his true name. Rosemary is bad for spirits.
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Well! I hope you all like this chapter! I really like it, its ok I guess. But the last revelation is breath taking. You know the story is getting interesting. So please review review review! I want reviews, I love reviews. I write for reviews.