Two sides of a coin [Oki/Gran]

It had been agreed upon somewhere along the line that Oki would bring Sharaku to Helen. The being knew that there were risk involved considering Sharaku bared the mark of another angel upon him and even if he did try to hide said mark, Oki was quite certain Helen would be able to sense the alliance. She was after all in tune with Deva was she not? What it was doing was a big risk. The conversation to occur could change the relationship between itself and all involved vastly. For better or for worse was for Fate to decide.

So it was with nervous, yet determined energy that Oki followed the paths of the streets to the location indicated as the meeting spot for itself and Sharaku. As the being hopped down from the thin piece of concrete it had been walking on, it would easily walk into Sharaku’s space as it moved passed him and to the portal. It would pause before the rift and look back at Sharaku with a smirk.

“Sharaku is sure about this? You can turn back right now if you want,” the being said its voice rather friendly and open despite the seriousness behind such an inquiry. Regardless of the outcome of the answer, when Sharaku was done talking and ready to go in, Oki would step into the rift feeling the cold wind that came with realm shifts. Within seconds itself and Sharaku would be on the other side of Maralus. The sky above was as moody as ever and the atmosphere of the area tense. There were few people out and the ones that would scatter quickly out of view or peek cautiously out of windows at Oki, but mainly at the strange guest with it. This quiet yet dangerous air was the greeting the strange technology like city would give anyone entering it. Quite use to such a feeling, Oki’s green eyes would scan the area mainly for trouble makers. When it saw none, the being would relax slightly.

“Come, come,” it would say gesturing in its own way for Shaku to follow as the being shifted its weight forward and began to walk. Oki would lead Sharaku thorough the quiet streets and up to the Glowing Leech, where Helen resided. Moving inside, Oki would take a casual pace through the club until it found it safe to slip down the secret passageway that led to the hall and in turn Helen. When it had slipped into the hall, it would pause to wait for Sharaku before leading the way forward once more until they final came to an office like room.

For the moment, the office only contained themselves, but Oki knew Helen would not leave them hanging. It was simply not her way.

Oki would give Shaku a grin of amusement at his words, its green eyes narrowed into slits of mischief.

“Shaku is leveled headed enough, so we should not have an issue between you and I. Unless you make one of course, but then again Shaku is a smart fellow. He knows better than to do that,” Oki said the words playful, but meaningful at the same time. On one hand, Shaku was an unpredictable variable that walked to his own drum beat, on another he was under another angel and thus could be seen as a threat if he tried anything funny, but still... Oki knew the guy well enough to expect him to take the least hostile path and so it had agreed to bring him to Helen and in turn perhaps Deva. It was a sign of trust and respect for the man that not too many had these days. After all, it would’ve been bit more trickier for this meeting to occur had another requested the same.

In any case, when they crossed over Sharaku would follow quietly and when they arrived in the empty office, Oki’s eyes would automatically go to the desk were some very intriguing items rested. Papers, strange devices…all things that tempted the being to pry and poke in places it probably should not poke. The temptation was high causing Oki to take a small step forward as it eyed the half orb in particular. It could pick up news? Tilting its head it studied the item harder, taking note that the subject was murder in the city. Why was such data being collected?

Perplexed, Oki would study the situation for a few more moments as it took another step towards the desk and before one knew it Oki was right at the desk and leaning over to touch the orb. It had to know exactly what the thing did and what it was. Was the half orb a television? A computer? Just a data collector? What? Would it respond to its touch or had it been locked or a defense activated for this sort of situation?

Somewhere inside it knew it shouldn't do such a thing. That Helen would probably get mad and a mad Helen in a business situation might not be the best thing here. It even registered footsteps coming and knew it should back off, but Oki being the information gatherer it was could not resist attempting to explore the orb more....

Goddess help us all.
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Oops!:

It was true Oki was a bad guide in the fact that it easily became distracted by this or that. The orb proved no different. The shiny object was too interesting to resist and so on impulse it had gone over and started to poke the thing. Hmm…the orb was a computer of some sort…or maybe just a data tool. It seemed to be stuck on the murders showing various areas and then pictures of the bodies. The pictures would’ve seemed random, but there was one thing that resided in each picture. Whether it was just on the corner or in full view there was a pink moon. Pink…pink was Deva’s color, but surely she had nothing to do with this right? So what else did such a moon represent?

Oki would lean back slightly from the pictures in thought as it began to try and figure this new issue out. As it did this, it turned just as Helen walked into the room. It saw her, but perhaps did not register what was happening as quickly as it should’ve as its mind elsewhere; however, the being did slowly come back to reality as it saw the gun and heard the words that were exchanged. Helen was direct as usual and Shaku calm more or less. And Oki? Well, the being didn’t seemed panicked at this situation as it moved from the desk at a rather casual pace.

“Ah, Helen. It is nice to see you again,” Oki said in friendly tones before it settled next to Shaku. “There is no need to be hostile towards Sharaku. He is the friend I asked permission to bring to see you, remember?” the being shifted in its spot moving between Sharaku and the pointed gun.

“No need for weapons. He honestly wants to chat with you, k?” Oki said the words in calm tones keeping eye contact with Helen should she meet those green eyes. The being wasn’t lying, but it also wasn’t about to let Helen shoot down someone it considered an ally--no as family-- either. The look suggested the being would fight for Sharaku if necessary. A sign of deep trust and respect for the one with it. It gave not many this honor.

The good thing was Helen did lower her gun at least allowing Oki to relax inwardly. It took note that she still kept a firm hold on her gun similar to how she used to do to itself in the beginning, so no big thing there unless a fight broke out; however, a fight seemed unlikely as Helen looked over at Shaku cautiously and even allowed the chat to occur.

As Oki listened to words pass, it would step to the side and settle into a spot between the pair, but not hindering Helen or Sharaku from each other. It’s positioning caused to the trio to form a loose ring within the room where this odd chat occurred.

Shaku had his questions and defined what it was he came to talk about. To his question about Deva, Oki would simply nod to confirm that yes she was indeed the angel of this world; however, whether Sharaku saw this or not was up to debate. As it was now, the being would remain quiet, listening and watching the pair within the room to see what could be learned. As it did this it kept the pink moon within its memory banks for later questioning.

Helen, Helen, Helen. What was Oki to do with her? While it did understand that the woman had her reasons for being the way she was, it was a bit disappointed that she did not relax and give Sharaku a chance without too much drilling. After all, Oki had brought Sharaku hear rather than attempting to get Deva to come to them. And why was that? Well it was simply, it wanted Helen on the same page as itself and no one left in the dark. It thought that would cause less trouble, but….. maybe it had judged wrong.

As it listened to Sharaku and Helen speak, the being would sigh inwardly a bit at the situation. On one hand, it could understand where Helen was coming from, but on the other Sharaku had a point. Most angels were easy to talk to face-to-face....if one could find them. In fact, up until Sharaku Oki had never had an issue with protective guardians or even ran into other servants of angels. So what to do?

“Sharaku is not the enemy. If he was I would not have brought him here or even bothered with introductions. In fact, I would’ve done all I could to keep him away from here; however, I have known Sharaku long enough to know that even if he is marked by an angel he has no intention of following the game's rules. He not here to harm us. In fact, if you let him talk you’ll find his way similar to my own. Surely, Deva would not mind such a thing no?”

Oki said finally deciding to step in to help a bit if it could. It was true it did not know Helen extremely well, but it hoped it had enough trust from the woman that she would allow an audience with Deva.