154 Tests of valor (2/2)
She arched a brow at him. ”Those are some big words for such a young prince, Mr. Boosilisss.”
He nodded leaning against the railing surrounding the seats he and Ry had been directed to. He let his muscles ripple as he tested his ability to partially shift within the enchanted building. A wide grin spread across his lips as many members of the council took notice. ”I may be young, but let the records note, I know what I want and what I'm capable of.”
Lamia nodded, ”Right thisss way then.” She stood and slithered out from behind the council members seating area.
As her body slid out past the tall half wall blocking the majority of the council's bodies, Russ's eyes widened. He quickly masked his surprise and waited for her to lead the way to what ever area they would force him to fight in. His attention fell to the recording device she now carried in her hands. He sent a questioning look at Ry, who only nodded and motioned for Russ to follow the group toward the back doors. Little comfort was found in the fact that the massive man closed in tightly behind him the second he stepped out from the stand of seats.
A large man with the darkest mocha skin and contrasting brilliant blue eyes held the door. Ry nodded in greeting, ”Marcus.” He said simply.
”Orion.” The man replied. ”It has been quite some time.”
”Not nearly long enough.” Ry answered as he walked past the man.
Marcus laughed, the draw of something ancient and wise mingled with the sound. ”You don't still harbor that grudge, do you?” He narrowed his eyes teasingly, ”If so, werewolf or not, I may just have to cheer for the boy.”
Ry rolled his eyes. ”Jokes don't become you, Marcus. Give it up.” He said without looking back at the man. He clasped Russ on the back as he stood frozen in front of a large metal cage meant to be able to withstand an MMA fight of supernatural proportions. ”After you, kid.” He said.
Lamia lifted the recording device. ”Please state your name, for the record.” She said pointing the device in Ry's direction.
”Orion the Hunter, son of Poseidon.” Ry answered as if it had been recorded and played back on auto play.
”And state your reasons for being here with Prince Russell Boosilis.” Lamia said still rolling her 's's in her snake like fashion.
”As I have completed my original task of seeing the Prince here safely; I am now here to apply for the permanent position of mentor and bodyguard to Russell Boosilis in any position he is in, currently or in the future.” Ry stated matter-of-factly.
”Remind us, Orion the hunter, is the boy's mentor supposed to be his own werewolf uncle who has been overseeing the pack for these past years in the Prince's absence?” Lamia prodded.
Ry nodded. ”Yes, but I believe there will be some conflict of interest on the part of Fernando Boosilis, and only hope to prevent farther complication to the succession of the Mediterranean werewolf clans, as the Mediterranean is also my home as, well with my own settlement on Zakynthos.” Ry could feel Russ's eyes on him now, but he wasn't about to show any form of weakness or leniency with the kid here right now.
Lamia nodded as she turned to Prometheus. ”Are these terms acceptable to you?”
Prometheus stood silent for a moment before looking back and forth between Russ and Ry and nodding. ”Under the powers granted by Zeus, I approve this arrangement and will draw up the necessary paperwork to be signed in the coming weeks.”
Lamia nodded before speaking loudly into the recording device. ”For the records, we are gathered here this month of November the twenty seconded day to witness Russell Alexsandro Boosilis's demonstration of control of his Alpha form in a cage match against Orion the Hunter. Please note for the records, the wards are up within these areas of the building and no outside magic will be used to assist in transformations or manipulations of any kind. All powers permitted inside the cage will be that of the individuals own strengths and inter powers and controls. Do you agree to these terms?”
”Yes, I Orion agree.” Ry called out loud and clearly before casting his gaze on Russ, silently encouraging him to answer in the same fashion.
Russ nodded. ”I, Russ-ell Boosilis agree.” His gaze moved around the room as he waited for what was to come next.
Lamia lifted the box. ”Please state the names of each witness here today, for the records.” Each member of the council called off their names, titles, and affiliations if they had any. When everyone had finished Lamia nodded and proceeded to announce herself as the officiator. ”Please enter the cage.” She said to Russ and Ry.
The two men exchanged glances before moving forward and into the steel bars of the cage .