Stolas stood in the entrance way looking around the simple decor impressed by the size of the place, he turns hearing healing clicking against the stone Striker was stalking down the stairs. Jackle looks too knowing there was a high chance Striker might attack Stolas after everything he had been through.
"Come here to rub it in my face Goetia?!"
Striker snarls and Jackle walks forward guessing Striker was definitely in a fighting mood today.
"I don't know what you mean"
Stolas utters back Jackle stops holding Striker back with an arm who snarls at the prince.
"I'm here to plead with you"
Stolas says softly and Striker continues to glare at him but lets him speak.
"Blitz told me of your fight and that I was the cause of it, I had no idea you two were that close"
Stolas says and Striker laughs looking away from Stolas blinking away a few tears trying to build.
"Not anymore"
Striker says bitterly Stolas looks at Striker with guilt he holds his hands in front of him.
"He misses you, you know?"
Stolas says and Striker narrows his eyes then looks to Stolas wishing to lash out but just sighs waving a dismissive hand his anger mellows.
"You know what I don't care, just leave I got stuff to do"
Striker huffs turning back to the stairs and Stolas reaches his hand as if he wants to stop him.
"Please just call him, I'm worried for him"
Stolas pleads Striker heads back upstairs not looking back crossing his arms to hold himself.
"I tried Blitz"
Stolas whispers hoping Striker would call Blitz in the end.
.-.
Striker was buttoning up his shirt when his phone buzzes with a notification he notice it was a message from Blitz making him sigh. He picks up the phone opening the message he had avoided looking at his phone the last few days.
'thankyou for not killing Stolas when he came to see you today I didn't send him, honestly I'm sorry I hurt you please just say something so I know your alright'
The message read and before Striker could think he messaged back 'bitch' and places the phone on the side continuing to finish doing his buttons up to see the phone light up again.
'can I call?'
Striker picks up the phone and thinks for a moment before texting back.
'later, I'm going to a party'
Striker messages before heading out his room slipping his phone into his pocket.
.-.
Striker and Harlin stood with a few know faces making idle chat untill a small male imp joins the group to anyone he looked like a simple small old man but he was the most dangerous person in the room except for Striker. The old man smiles his grey eyes focused on Striker who smiles but stays on his toes.
"You came Striker, oh I am pleased"
He says kindly and Striker smiles trying to keep a snarl out his lips.
"I couldn't turn down the offer of an old friend, good to see you Mr Lee"
Striker says and the older man tuts with a playful smile.
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Nothing Personal
FanfictionBlitz and his beloved employees are heading to the Harvest Moon Festival for a small holiday in the Wrath ring, Blitz didn't expect to find a glass of water in the waves of hicks. Striker was everything Blitz liked however this assassin has their ow...
