Theodore | Terra | Cassius
Location: The Sorcerer's Bar
Terra could sense the tenseness in Mizuki’s body. It was similar to the demeanor she had adopted when she had brushed them off when they came to her in the Salamander earlier. A heavily masked frustration, fueled by what, she didn’t know. She did know that people brushing the Vampire off was an easy trigger for her temper. Was she treated like this often?
Relief flooded her system as Cassius began to open up about what really happened between him and Cecil that night but that relief was soon washed away by dread. Cassius was worried, more worried than she had ever seen him in the years that she had known him. The spells that Cecil stole they were--serious. The Guild didn’t take too kindly to those who broke their rules, much less someone who breached and stole a sacred and powerful document.
Theodore looked over to Mizuki, picking up on the stiffened body language she was emitting from across the bar. He could tell this Cassius guy was definitely getting on her nerves. He was surprised to hear her bite out a warning to him, but the action was comforting. Samantha would always do the same for him whenever she witnessed someone giving Theodore a hard time. It was nice to know Mizuki had his back.
His eyes shot over to the bartender, who unfortunately returned the exact moment Mizuki questioned Cassius further about The Archives. Theo could see the Sorcerer’s body visibly stiffen. Cassius clenched his jaw hard as the bartender questioned him.
“Yeah, I know Al,” Cassius sighed deeply. His gaze, along with Terra and Theodore’s were snapped over in tandem to a large bang at the other side of the room. Theodore’s shoulders had hiked up in fright. At the recognition of Francis’ familiar features, oddly enough covered in a thin veneer of wine, his shoulders began to sink back down to his formally relaxed posture. He glanced back towards Mizuki, shooting her a look that said “What is he doing here?”
Cassius waved his hand dismissively at Alfred, although a dark look had overtaken his eyes.
Terra giggled and shot Alfred a beaming, innocent smile before he walked away. She was startled at Mizuki’s sudden apology once the bartender was out of earshot, her features softened as she noted the vampire looked to be on the verge of tears.
“Oh, Mizuki don’t worry,” Terra reassured. She rested her hand atop the vampires, her eyes briefly pausing on the old bandages that were wrapped around the woman’s fingers. “It’ll be alright, Alfred is a friend of Cecil’s, he wouldn’t do anything to get in the way of us finding him. Right Cassius?” She asked, shoving her elbow backwards into the man’s side.
Cassius let out a grunt in pain before letting out a gruff, “Yeah we’re peas in a pod.”
She smiled towards Mizuki again, “See? No worries it’ll all work out.”
Theodore glanced down the bar to take in Alfred and Francis as they talked between themselves. He took a casual sip of his drink before resting his elbows on the bar and leaning forward. “Yeah, besides, the bartender’s busy with his newest customer, so we have time to go over whatever you don’t want him to know.” He looked towards Cassius and raised his eyebrows. “Well? We don’t have all day.”
Cassius rubbed the back of his neck. “Right. So--where was I, dangerous spells, Cecil’s an asshole--oh yeah. You guys are going to have to do the dirty work this time around. I can lead you there, but you’re going to have to find your own way inside. Luckily, you don’t have to worry about any security guards. All entry points are sealed with enchantments. I can write you the disenchantment Cecil and I used to get in--”
Terra held up a finger in Cassius’s face. “First problem, we’re not sorcerer’s.”
Cassius rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I’m aware of that Terra. I can write a self enacting enchantment. The magic to activate it will already be within the enchantment itself, all you’ll need to do is utter the words. Easy peasy.”
He looked at her, raising his eyebrows to ask permission to move on. Terra nodded her head, her soft curls bouncing lightly. “Right, so The Archives are like one big lobby, with offshoot rooms on the sides for things like Spellkeeper training, restoration, office work etc.” Cassius grabbed a bar napkin and a pen from the small caddy in the middle of the bar filled with straws, coasters and other miscellaneous bar items. He began drawing crude, crooked rectangles on the napkin. He drew a long, zig zagging line that ended in a scribbled circle. “This is where they keep the spells Cecil stole. In the back.” He tapped his index on the circle.
Theodore looked down at the drawing, his brows puckered as he studied the shapes and tried to envision a space from it. “So--that’s it? You just give us a paper and then poof! Open sesame? There’s gotta be something else we’re missing here, if this is your most top secret facility, why is it so easy to just walk in? There’s gotta be like security cameras or some rabid dog--” he trailed off, his imagination taking over his attention.
Cassius laughed. “No, you can’t just walk in. These spells they have on the entryways are extremely powerful magic. Enchanted by some of the most powerful Sorcerer’s in the guild right now.” He shrugged. “Just so happens that Cecil and I are just as powerful. Add our bonded enchantment on top of it and, well, then you get open sesame.”
Terra smoothly pocketed the bar napkin into her purse for safekeeping. “I don’t think this is enough,” She said, raising her chin up at Cassius as she spoke. “You can’t guarantee that we won’t get caught doing this, or that this enchantment will even work. You and Cecil infiltrated that place months ago.” Her eyes were steely as she regarded Cassius.
“So?” He said, leaning back into his chair.
“So? You’re coming with us,” Terra stated.
Cassius laughed, running a hand over his mouth and down his chin. “Yeah, no I’m not.”
Terra shrugged. “Okay, well, if we get arrested then I’ll be sure to tell them where I got my handy dandy enchantment spell from.”
Cassius stared at her with an iron gaze. His features were set hard as he thought, eyes searching the fairy’s features to find a way around her persistence. He looked down at his hands, which were clasped together on the bar counter. “Fine.” He said. “But first sign of trouble and I’m out. Every super for themselves,” He huffed.
Terra smiled widely at him, “Thanks Cassy. That wasn’t so hard now, was it?” She gave Mizuki's hand another squeeze in reassurance, as if to say, "See? it'll all work out fine."