Cleanse Your Hands, You Sinners

Ignis · 02-07-2024, 11:15 PM

Well, apparently the raid was successful. So why did everyone look so fucking gloomy and pissy? Shouldn't they be celebrating like they usually did? His gaze briefly wandered to the pup that sat with the dog and honestly, she wasn't looking too good. While he wasn't one to really judge ones parenting skills, he wondered who had done that to the kid. He knew they had raided Ethne...and he was aware that Bellamy lived there...he was also aware that the woman was unhinged, probably even matching him whenever he'd lose control of himself. Had she been stupid enough to bloody up the child? Sure, the Raiders were a mostly chill group...but even Ignis had the brains to know that as a parent, he would absolutely not be okay with someone else maiming his child. He returned his gaze to Gil as his friend spoke, though truth be told, his mind was elsewhere. Ignis of course, was a morally gray man. He had, in the past, subjected his own kids to his violence. Had tried to maim one of his eldest sons...had thrown his second batch into the ring with his own demon. Occasionally taught Diablo a "lesson" here and there when the fucker kept pushing his last fucking button. So in a sense, only he was allowed to fuck up his own blood. Anyone else? You bet he'd be tracking you down, kicking down the door, and exacting revenge one way or another and by any means necessary. He'd straight go to war for his kids...but of course, he kept his thoughts to himself as he tuned back into the meeting at hand, and waited to see how this played out.

A couple of them were promoted. Though Calico Jack was publicly reprimanded. His brow lifted as he glanced at the boy where he sat with his daughter. And suffice to say, Rivin did not look happy. Don't do anything stupid... He thought. Gil and Modesty did not look like they were in the mood for bullshit today. Although the raid had been successful and Gil did congratulate those that had fought and done well, he got the answer he was waiting for. Siduri had in fact, been maimed. But what did they expect taking children to raid a pack that harbored an unhinged woman like Bellamy? Had Ignis been there, he would've gladly gone head to head with her. He didn't like her. As far as he was aware, anytime they crossed paths, it always ended in a violent fight. He could've warned them about her...but he had been busy at the time of their last raid meeting, and they hadn't asked. Oh well. You live and you learn, right? Well...sometimes...he knew better than anyone that it didn't always work that way.

Gil had a lot to say, but at least it was cut and dry and straight to the point. Modesty would be stepping up as their primary alpha, which honestly, he could respect that. They didn't talk much, but he respected her enough and respected her no bullshit attitude. He glanced to Diablo then who was remaining quiet so far, but he could tell the kid was seething underneath at these new rules. No more being lazy you fucking brat. And just when Gil finished and gave the room to Modesty, of course Rivin had to react negatively. He understood why, but clearly this wasn't the time nor the place for her attitude. "God dammit, Rivin!" He muttered under his breath, about to get up and follow her until Modesty spoke. “Then they can find you on the fucking mainland, because you are no longer welcome here.” He gaze snapped to Modesty for a moment before looking back to Rivin. Fuuuck. A low growl rumbled in his throat. He wanted to protest on her behalf, but honestly, Rivin had made her bed and now she was going to have to lie in it. Clearly Gil and Modesty weren't in the mood for this shit right now, and he understood why, which was the shitty part for him. Because had he still been the leader of Incendium...he would have done the same. And had. Exiling his own uncle and cousin. It could be worse, he supposed. He had kept another cousin as a prisoner. So at least Rivin was free to do as she pleased without the shackles of the pack.

He listened quietly to the rest of what she had to say. Hallows was off limits for the time being...though he wondered how the kids managed to get so far to even be able to get to the Hallows when they were so young? And from the sounds of it, they had done it quite a few times now. Ethne on the other hand, were official enemies. Which was just fine by him. After all, Bellamy was there, and he was no fan of hers. And he remembered the polar bear cub that he had stolen once already, and no doubt she was bigger than she was the first time he'd seen her. Surely he could do it again...He held his tongue as he waited for someone to speak, but all that had happened was Siduri racing out to go puke. Poor kid. She'd get over it. Turning his attention to Gil and Mod, he spoke. "No doubt you saw the polar bear that Ethne has...she's the same one I had stolen away from Bellamy when the kid was smaller. I can do it again. She'd be easy to sway...and good to have in our arsenal or as a bargaining chip." What he meant by that was a hostage. But he wouldn't make that part obvious. "And if Bellamy tries anything...just leave her to me. I suppose you can say we've got some history." He was just itching to do what he was good at. It had been a while...and he definitely wasn't ready to retire just yet.

"Ignis""Blödhgarm"

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