Reporting for Duty (Leon/Research)

[Mathew Amtrum]

Eric bared his own teeth as he continued to stare down Ragnarok.

"I imagine the God's would hail me a hero for your head. Though I think I would settle for knowing what you have in connection with this stone."

[Leon]

Ragnarok would roar a bit before taking a pouncing position lowering it's head.

"I know not what your toy is, only that it is used by the soldiers to make themselves more powerful."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Common ground then. I only have it because one of the soldiers dropped it when I sent them running with their tails between their legs."

He didn't seem overly concerned with the Beasts new aggressive positioning. He'd maintain his stance, unchanging, unflinching, and unmovingly.

[Leon]

"Then what is your intent coming here?"

He didn't relax either, staying coiled and ready.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"I want to find out what this thing does, and its energy was pulling here until I found you."

He shrugged.

"Curiosity, little else."

[Leon]

"Then I suggest you find your curiosity sated and move on. You will find no answers here."

Ragnarok remained staring in position.

[Mathew Amtrum]

He'd look at the beast as if considering his words. All the while channeling more determination into the crystal to see what he felt if he could make it react while facing the beast.

[Leon]

It wasn't so much a feeling as a stray thought that would run through Eric's very mind. Silently, almost nothing.

"..kill.."

[Mathew Amtrum]

He'd mentally push a question from his mind to the crystal.

Why?

He wasn't in the habit of taking orders from inanimate objects.

[Leon]

"..Kill.."

Was repeated, however, this time it was a bit more than a stray thought, it was more an imitation of his own thoughts.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"It wants me to kill you. Does that concern you?"

His voice seemed unconcerned by the idea even as he felt the thought become more insistent, more natural. The thing was obviously trying to impose it's will upon him. He'd find however that he was facing an individual with a strong stubborn streak.

Yeild to me

He channeled into it not only his determination but his defiance. If anything, he was less inclined to kill the creature out of spite.

[Leon]

"Many Hunters and Warriors have tried. Some carrying those stones. My brothers and sisters are not so lucky, nor powerful."

The stone would fall silent again.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Now I'm torn. The fact that it wants me to kill you makes me want to spare you. But hearing that you're some kind of badass monster named after the end of the world makes me want to try my hand. My own injuries be damned."

Oh, decisions.

"How many are there of you?"

[Leon]

Ragnarok would growl at the words.

"Curiosity seems to be your sin, human. You are free to invite your own death, you will however receive no answer from me about my kind."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Pride is my sin. If Sin even does exist. But if you were so sure of my demise I suspect you would have pounced on me already."