Morligations

"No." Morley had opened his door looked me in the face and that was the response.  He didn't even wait for me to talk!

"At least let me come inside first." I had forced my way in because I knew Morley most likely wouldn't kill me in the street (most likely).

"Get out of my house, get out of here in general, I don't want what you are selling."  Morley stayed at the door it was open into the street, at least it wasn't raining outside.

"I'm not selling anything this time! I'm giving you an opportunity to do something bigger than yourself!" I was, I mean killing a councilman is amazing thing to be apart, or it was, now they are all dead after summary execution, but back then they were something!

"I've heard this speech before, but not from you, usually someone who has a get rich quick scheme, for some reason I have a feeling you are not trying to make me money."

"Not directly, but there could be a substantial sum of money we could aquire when we finish." Looting the dead, a time honored tradition of murderers everywhere.

"I already have a substantial sum of money, or do you not notice my house?"

"Look you owe me."

"I don't even want to know where you get that particular belief from, I'm sure it will be equally as silly as your normal rationalizations."

"I need you to help me kill a councilman Morley, if I don't do it I'm pretty much dead."  He stood looking at me with a dead stare (his normal, but this looked even deader than normal).

"You stupid arrogant son of a bitch!" He attacked me, the entryway to his house was kind of a small corridor and I hadn't left it, so it made it really easy for him to lunge forward and pin me to a wall his hands wrapped around me throat. He was squeezing really hard, which seemed silly for a couple magic users to be locked into physical scofflaw, but when you are mad you kind of throw caution to the wind.

"We can work this out." I squeaked out my response, I didn't want to hurt Morley, because I needed him, but it was looking like he was going to actually kill me, and that interferes with my whole currently living thing. He let go, but looked to be about to attack me again but thought better of it.

"You realize now you disengenous fool of a man that I'm linked to your plan whether I wanted to help you or not, and now even if I toss you out they will come after me if you fail or succeed."  He was talking through his teeth, like I didn't see his mouth move but I heard the words spit out like a pistol.

"It crossed my mind yeah." I straighted myself up, my throat felt really too small and swallowing hurt just a little.

"I hate you so much Trezlan."

"Feeling is mutual Morley, but I need you, and that makes me hate you even more."

"At least we have that going for us, ok, who do you need to kill?" And so the two necromancers who hated each other came to an agreement to murder someone powerful.  It was beautiful really, in that its really awful and calling it beautiful is a mockery of the word.