When I'm right, I'm right. I mean I'm not saying I've been counting how many times I've been right. However, the girls and I at the café have this yellow piece of paper, next to the register, that has our initials with tally marks underneath them. Not to brag or anything, but I have the most tally marks. Seeing the drenched looking Hunter walk all over my once clean, and beautiful floor, I can't help but sigh in annoyance. I'm allowed to be annoyed I think. I mean does he not realize how long it took me to clean the floors? I hate cleaning. Cleaning sucks. I mean the place barely has any customers, and cleaning does help keep my sanity, and yet it still sucks. I would rather be dealing with a Monday morning rush than this. Maybe I should use those tally marks in my favor. The person with the least for the week has to deep clean this place. Attempting to lighten the man's mood I quickly get my mop and clean up after him, snickering softly at each obnoxious squeaking sound he makes. That muttered thanks was answered with a soft 'you're welcome.'
Turning around I'm about to place the mop back into the water bucket when I notice the water start to ripple. You know how like in Jurassic Park, the guy in the jeep is noticing that the water in his cup, is doing the ripple circle thing, and you hear a heavy thump, thump. Well, I don't know about you, but if there is one thing I learned from Jurassic Park â€" other than one shouldn't play God and make FUCKING DINOSAURS â€" is that when the water is shaking like that you better run. Looking up for the culprit, a little piece of me HOPING it was a T-Rex, I frown in disappointment at the rhino that just so happened to be standing across the street. Well, there goes my dream of trying to catch a dinosaur and make it to a pet. Come on, who the hell wouldn't want a T-Rex for a pet?! Sane people I guess. I don't need to be told twice when I hear his soft order to make our guests leave the café. With a bit of encouragement from my power they managed to flee and scatter. I know I shouldn't hurt them. I mean I did, but it wasn't like agonizing pain where they were gonna die. I'm not that dramatic to show off. After vocally saying my disapproval at his lack of being efficient, I answer back quite shrewdly.
"It sounds like to me this Council really doesn't like you if they aren't going to give you complete information. Can't you make friends?"
He's Alexander the Fucking Great. You don't become 'Great' by making friends. I know this, and yet, after being alive all these years...you'd think he would know the art of making allies. Maybe the Council wasn't worth being on their good side? I don't know. Oooo maybe the Council was evil! I know my Great Uncle has a seat, and I doubt he was a being that could be corrupted. As the last person left the café and the door slammed I sighed and looked around the room. Well, this can't be good. Talk about a raging bull in a china shop. Hearing his order I can't help, but wonder a bit. Stay here, what the hell does that mean? Is he telling me to stay in the café for safety? I don't think there is a place I can hide here where the rhino can't get to me. I don't have anything that I can use to keep a rhino from attacking me. I mean if I close off one of its senses, like hearing or seeing, it'll thrash about widely. If I cause it to feel a lot of pain it's going to trash about widely. Hell, all that wild thrashing my cause him pain or some poor bystander pain. That's the last thing I want to do. I have no desire to sit here in the café and watch this shit show happen. I might as well do something. With a shrug I follow right after him. As soon as I'm out the door I force myself to shift. I've gotten better at shifting without the moon, but my god it still hurts. Snorting softly I walk up behind him a bit impressed with how he's standing in the middle of the road, the rain coming down hard, with a really pissed off rhino in front of him. He may be Alexander the Great, but I know damn well, he can't dodge that rhino easily on two legs...but with the help of someone that has four...he has a chance, well maybe with me.
Calliel Alosi
Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable