Snippet #1301661

Hod rose from his bed quite early in the morning and idly scratched his snowy white hair as he stretched,before reaching over to his bedside table and putting his helmet in place and locking it on. The rubies set into the sockets seemed to flare for a moment as Hod let out a relieved sigh. He hated the helmet being off,and detested sleep,for he knew he must remove it when he did so.

He moved from his rather firm and blandly upholstered bed,seeming more of a military bed,than that of a noble who was also one of the wealthiest Orderlies in the city. He walked to the middle of his room,which was also sparsely furnished,having only a table with a pair of chairs,an armoire and a desk with another small chair that had random bits of crumpled paper strewn about.
He stretched and went through a long morning routine of various workouts and stretches that kept his large,scar riddled form in peak performance and flexibility.

After performing his morning ritual he left his cell-like room and made his way through the lavishly decorated halls and various sitting rooms and libraries and even a trophy room,which sported a memento of every person he'd ever judge or killed, and into his private study,where a table sat with his food ready for him,having been prepared by his servants. After checking that the doors were closed and the blinds drawn he sat down and removed his beloved helm and began to eat a hearty meal of oats,eggs,and milk.
He was just lifting the glass to his rather fair lips,which none save for the Lady Sensibilty had ever seen,when the door opened.

A young servant,perhaps in his mid teens,made his way into the room,his gaze moving up his master's,now robed,body just before the glass Hod had been about to drink from shattered against his temple as a snarl left Hod's mouth. The result a splattering of milk all over the unfortunate boy as a fell back into the door with a cry of pain.

"I apologize my lord!",the boy wailed as he fell too his knees,keeping his head bowed,"I...I did not think you were yet breaking your fast..."

Helmeted once more Hod loomed over the shaking,bleeding boy,he reached down and grabbed him by the shirt,claw-like finger nails dug into the fine linen as he pulled the boy closer.

"Did you see me?",he inquired,his deep voice holding a cold promise if the answer was not what he desired.

"N...no my lord...I swear I did!",the boy all but shouted in fear.

"Good,now why have you interrupted my meal?"

"B..b...because my lord,you just received this summons from the Grand Sensibility."

In a smooth motion,Hod dropped the boy and snatched the paper from his hand and moved back to his chair.
Glancing back up at the boy he said,"Get out,and go to the infirmary and get those cuts taken care of...I apologize for that sincerely.",he threw the boy a pair of silver coins before looking back and reading the summons.

A bath and a short while later Hod was dressed in his armor,the entire ensemble was well cleaned and taken can of for in truth,Hod was rather vain,even if no one ever saw his face,and he was making his way through the streets on his way to the only person he would ever give life and limb for's abode. Through tangling streets and crowds of people he marched,his only thoughts filled with seeing Sensibility and the strange smile he felt crossing over his face from time to time.

As he neared he noted a girl leaving the grounds but paid little attention to her,she was none of his concern,the only concern he had was what his Lady needed of him. He only hoped it were not his life,for then he'd no longer be able to serve her.

The pair of guards at the entrance saluted,and he followed suit.

"Stay alert men and keep the good work up.",he said as he strode by,not listening to their replies,if any.

He was guided by a lovely young servant through the place he knew so well to stand before the doors he'd seen a handful of times before as the servant girl made her way into the room to announce his arrival.

"My Lady Sensibility,the Orderly Captain Hod has arrived,as per you request.",she said nervously as she bowed before he mistress.