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It was risky. He knew it was. However, Rekker was more than certain there was never going to be a ‘right time’ for this conversation. He at least had Evrah alone and in a good mood. It would have to do.



“You don’t need him.” Rekker stated hesitantly after gathering his courage. He wasn’t really sure what to expect in return. He was under no delusions that this would be an easy conversation. Evrah didn’t often go back on his choices and Kip was a choice the black blob was clearly attached to.



Silence.



Rekker eyed Evrah’s form, waiting, looking for a clue of what the other blob might be thinking. Nothing. No change. Evrah just continued to lounge and bask in the starlight as if he had heard nothing. Looking completely and absolutely relaxed.



The silence dragged on and Rekker began to doubt that he had actually said anything out loud in the first place. After all, he expected at least some kind of reaction. He tried again, “You don’t nee-”



“I heard you.” The words were neutral and even. He waited and another silence took hold. Frustration gripped his core as he expected the black blob who spawned him to elaborate, respond further, literally anything. His mind did laps as he tried to figure out if there was an implied hidden meaning he was missing. Surely there had to be an underlying message. If Evrah had heard, then what was his opinion?



Rekker’s brow furrowed, head tilted; even at the new angle there was still saw no change in Evrah’s bearing. Annoyance won out and he broke the silence again. “Can’t you see? You had an ambition and he’s keeping you from it. This can’t be what you wanted. Running some charity for petty issues? A small apartment at the top of a tower? He’s holding you back. You could do so much more if you weren’t catering to his vapid desires and playing nice. He has no ambition to be or do more. There are others who can fight. You don’t need him for that. You should get rid of-”Rekker’s mouth shut with a click.

Evrah’s eyes were on him now. Sharp slits for pupils bore into him as the black blob stood. Slowly. Leisurely. Eyes locked on Rekker’s the entire time. The sense of danger rose as Evrah stepped toe to toe with him. Loomed over him. Rekker shrank back on himself as Evrah’s next words rumbled like a precursor to a storm, “You may continue.”



Shifting from paw to paw Rekker found it suddenly much more challenging to use his voice. Perhaps… he shouldn’t… his eyes darted to Evrah’s, then to the ground, then back again. He swallowed and raised his head with what meager courage he could muster. A show of confidence he didn’t entirely feel.



“You should get rid of Kip. He is replaceable and it’s in your best interest to do so.”



Rekker flinched as Evrah bared his teeth. He almost expected to find Evrah’s teeth in his throat. He knew Evrah wouldn't though. The other blob was above that sort of behavior in general and Rekker was of Evrah’s blood. Evrah took care of his own. It was why his fellow droplets got away with being so useless. It was why Kip held so much unwarranted sway over Evrah’s choices. He was safe. He was sure of it.

"Down." The command was low and threatening and cut through the air. Rekker's belly met the ground roughly in his rush to obey.

His haste seemed to please Evrah at least. The rage in his eyes simmered, cooled and his glare lost a bit of its edge. This was it though. This was what Rekker knew Evrah could be. Commanding. Intimidating. Powerful… if only Kip wasn’t in the picture. Evrah relied on Kip too much, favored Kip’s whims, and went out of his way to please Kip. Really, if anything, it should be the other way around! But Kip was clearly unfit to serve his lord since Kip couldn’t respect this force that Evrah could and should be. Rekker could. He was fairly sure Evrah once knew this of himself. If only he’d listen to him and…



“Allow me”, Evrah spoke with strict undoubtable authority as he circled Rekker, “to be perfectly clear. I am exactly where I wish to be. Things are exactly as I desire them at this current moment. Any threats to that will not be tolerated. From anyone. Not even-”



Rekker watched with rapt attention. Taking in this moment. Tilting his head slightly as he tried to keep Evrah in view while maintaining his submission. Perhaps, if this was the result, he should push Evrah more? At least, that’s what he thought until Evrah stopped mid step. That was when Rekker realized his own tail was thumping the ground behind him. His excitement, it seemed, had ruined the moment for Evrah. The larger blob, who had been looking at him like he might tear into Rekker if need be, now appeared put off at Rekker’s apparent enjoyment of this exchange.



The black and green blob did his best to correct himself. Quickly curling his tail under like he was properly intimidated. Eyes widened as if begging forgiveness. Mouth turned down. He looked properly abashed for the crime he was being scolded for.



However, watching the shift in real time seemed to displease Evrah even more.



The black blob’s face scrunched up and he took a step back. “Not even you.” Evrah finished though his voice had lost it’s threatening edge in the pause. It looked for a moment that he might say more. Instead Evrah turned sharply away from him. Wings swished with a dramatic flourish. He looked back at Rekker, glaring down his muzzle and simply left him with the words, “Do not test me.”



(WC 1010)