That was a stroke of moderate intelligence, Ithnan thought. Who better to catch sea-rats than their own kind?
Only if Dock-Master Shahidi had been willing to execute some of those pirates, something had gone wrong.
Well – wrong for now, Ithnan thought, smirking at the image of the noble quaking in his bed below this very roof. For if those who prowl the docks have learned enough that the pirates’ fate was sealed… then they know enough to attack here, as well.
And they would. Cassim was many things, but forgiving was not one of them. Ithnan had made certain of that before ever bestowing his… gifts, on the Fog Troupe. The gang-leader was the perfect candidate; strong magoi paired with a rukh just on the edge of Falling, driven by hate and desperation. A source of ever-growing chaos in the crumbling kingdom of Balbadd, inflaming his followers with hope that would in turn become black as night when it was clear there was no hope left….
Ah. Here come my little presents.
Light and dark, with both swirling around Cassim like a dust-devil in the desert, rukh even more intense than it’d been seven months ago. Whatever was amiss in Balbadd, Cassim had to have encountered it….
But it’s only strengthened his resolve. Ithnan smiled behind his veil, cold and sharp, watching the angry mob advance on Lord Nalci’s mansion. Well. I think it’s time this arms dealer made a discreet exit.
After all, Lord Nalci’s death wouldn’t be nearly enough to slake the Fog Troupe’s bloodlust. It would only whet that dark hunger – and set all Abhmad’s guards after them, howling for their lives. Cassim would need more weapons. Many, many more.
And if he has to crawl to me to get them… his despair will only grow.
Oh boy… I think this is where Alibaba gets hit with a not so happy.
*crosses fingers and hopes for a happier ending*
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Well, Cassim’s not running into Ja’far this time, should be interesting….
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Scary . . . but somehow I don’t think it is going to work exactly how Ithnan thinks it is going to. In the previous timeline, oh sure, certainly but considering Cassim has more than encountered the source of that sparkling . . . . and said source has been working on getting that stick out of his behind because it has been doing too much of his thinking for him . . . hasn’t quite succeeded yet considering he doesn’t know why Cassim is so angry at and with him. And he is lacking certain critical information since he and Amon can only play dream-telephone-message with each other.
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Alibaba finds the whole telephone thing frustrating as well. He has an idea….
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Good. Because it is probably much easier to save the world when you and the magical being you are working closely with can maintain the three Cs.
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Darn straight!
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>> “He has an idea…”
Four words more dangerous than the Sinbad “Oops”.
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Even more dangerous? Eep.
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….eep!
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ARGH! You have inspired me! Shame on you for unleashing this Magi plot bunny! >_< LOL at 'He's got an idea'. Indeed those are very dangerous words! 😀
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Hey, if you have a magi who can talk to djinn, you might as well take advantage of it…..
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True…So Alibaba can have Aladdin summon Amon so they can work something out? It would have to be somewhere isolated, LOL, unless they wanted everyone in Balbadd know there’s a Djinn…
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*Halo*
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“A stroke of moderate intelligence.” ITHNAN, PLZ.
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No one said the guy was modest. 😉
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That is usually part of the signs of this particular type of crazy: {1} Immune to logic, {2} Doesn’t question anything pertaining to in-group but is particularly nitpickey about everyone else in the world, {3} Convinced of the superiority of self and rest of the in-group and the inherent inferiority of everyone else.
This type of crazy doesn’t usually wear their pants on their head for reasons but I think some of them would. Especially if the leadership told them it would somehow make their goals come along faster.
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