09-12-2024, 11:39 AM
"AHHHHHH"
Giovanni screamed in anger, swiping his desk clean in the process. A clay pot on his desk shattered on the floor. Things were not going as expected. No matter what, Al-Janyar wasn't making any headway. At the very least, they weren't giving any ground in the process. Giovanni paced the room, the weight of the Eye of Horus the only thing that kept him from lashing out further. It did something. Giovanni was sure of that. Still he couldn't figure out how to work it.
"My Lord?" Aaliayah's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"This is my birthright. All of this. It's all there. Why can't I take it!"
Aaliyah frowned. The passing of time had made her more wary of her leader. She had joined him because he had taken Ibrahim out of the picture. An alliance with the new Al-Janyar leader was more to raise her own station than anything else. Yet she wondered if this man was sane enough to actually move Al-Janyar forward. Still - Giovanni was powerful and betrayal wouldn't be met well. She would bide him time. So for now, she was the only one who saw him like this. In fact, she was the only one who knew he was calling the shots. To the rest of the world - the Al-Janyar leader was a phantom.
"This is your doing," he said, pointing a finger at her. His pacing intensified. "You're supposed to be my prophetess. Why isn't it working?"
"My Lord, the world is in chaos everywhere. Spreading your message alone is difficult. I need acolytes."
Giovanni growled. This would reveal his identity to more.
"My Lord?" Aaliyah asked again, wondering what she should do.
Giovanni's pacing stooped. "Chaos, huh." he said, a smirk hitting his face. "Perhaps if diplomacy is doing little, maybe we should try something else. It's time."
Giovanni screamed in anger, swiping his desk clean in the process. A clay pot on his desk shattered on the floor. Things were not going as expected. No matter what, Al-Janyar wasn't making any headway. At the very least, they weren't giving any ground in the process. Giovanni paced the room, the weight of the Eye of Horus the only thing that kept him from lashing out further. It did something. Giovanni was sure of that. Still he couldn't figure out how to work it.
"My Lord?" Aaliayah's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"This is my birthright. All of this. It's all there. Why can't I take it!"
Aaliyah frowned. The passing of time had made her more wary of her leader. She had joined him because he had taken Ibrahim out of the picture. An alliance with the new Al-Janyar leader was more to raise her own station than anything else. Yet she wondered if this man was sane enough to actually move Al-Janyar forward. Still - Giovanni was powerful and betrayal wouldn't be met well. She would bide him time. So for now, she was the only one who saw him like this. In fact, she was the only one who knew he was calling the shots. To the rest of the world - the Al-Janyar leader was a phantom.
"This is your doing," he said, pointing a finger at her. His pacing intensified. "You're supposed to be my prophetess. Why isn't it working?"
"My Lord, the world is in chaos everywhere. Spreading your message alone is difficult. I need acolytes."
Giovanni growled. This would reveal his identity to more.
"My Lord?" Aaliyah asked again, wondering what she should do.
Giovanni's pacing stooped. "Chaos, huh." he said, a smirk hitting his face. "Perhaps if diplomacy is doing little, maybe we should try something else. It's time."