Years, perhaps too many, had passed since Brendan had fled the Northmen at Kells, following Brother Aiden.
The Book had been at last completed, and Aiden departed to the next world, leaving the Book, and the faithful cat Pangur Bahn, in Brendan's care
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The always moving stairs decided Dean wasn't as hungry as his stomach told him and instead he found himself standing out side the door and listening to Brendan talk to himself. As he offered his bribe Dean snorted from the door way.
"Not much backbone kid or just easy?"
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"I assure you, " he said with a laugh, "Illuminating manuscripts is no easy task. My entire life I've spent working to complete this book alone, and I hope to complete many more before I die."
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"You're gonna have to give them somethin' better than that, pretty sure the library in this place is packed or some crap."
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Dean held his hand out for the book, he had dealt with arcane objects, magical books and the like so if it was different than a normal book he might be able to tell.
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"Well it ain't normal, don't make it special but I can find out. Might be you have to give your soul to get in here. Could be all you got that's worth crap."
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Dean was educated, but he had been educated by a thing called life and the fact that until killing Zachariah an angel and servant of the lord he had in fact been the archangel Michael's vessel to use in the apocalypse. To put it lightly, Dean had a prejudice against angels and the holy mumbo jumbo in general.
"You'd probably fit in with the dorks over in Huffelpuff what ever it is, if they decide your holy crap is worth it."
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Still, it wasn't the worst he'd ever endured. Hurt, but at least hopeful for another vote into Hufflepuff, he attempted a smile.
"I suppose our work is not so important in the grand scheme of things," he said. "I hope you can forgive an attempt to try and bring a little beauty into the world."
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"Draw some busty asian beauties, you show me somethin' like that in this place and I'll do your homework or what ever works as compensation here.."
Then he pointed the to book "But biblical shit, well you're gonna find guys like me, that don't want nothin' to do with the holy jerks and then here, you got your demons and other supernatural pieces of crap that probably get burnt at that colorin' book."
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"I, I get your point, about the book," he said meekly, hoping that would stave the seemingly bottomless flow of insults.
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Dean chuckled "Cause between you and me, this place is packed with too much sausage to be any fun."
It seemed he was letting the book go, he had other topics to talk about, not that they would settle any better with a religious man such as Brendan.
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A lascivious woman of negotiable virtue would not, he decided, look particularly flattering in the style of art he'd used to illuminate the pages of the book. But... well, he couldn't very well say no in the face of an artistic challenge. He loved learning new techniques, after all. He looked up at Dean earnestly.
"Would you allow me some time for research?"
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The prospect lit the hunter's face up with a grin as he gave Brendan a thumbs up with a snort of laughter.
"Man, another virgin, you guys need to get out more, but alright, I'm warnin' you, gonna need to look in books, there's not enough breasts in this place for me, let alone another guy."
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He shook his head. Well, he'd do the best he could, which was all he ever had done. "Books I can work with," he said with a little sigh. He'd feel uncomfortable with a live model, anyway.
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