((Ok, I just accidentally deleted a massive post so I'm sparknoting the first half. Ciel is trying out Fleshbane's gift in the dungeon and creating a space to safely view it from. Brick tries to attack him again and just ends up tumbling down the stairs. Ciel has the archons carry Brick away and treat his wounds. Thinking about the possibility of someone besides his dungeon victims getting infected, he has the archons go make an antidote.
Ciel then asks Asmodeus if there are any lesser gods he would like to see killed should Fleshbane's scheme with Ciel come to fruition.
Ciel calls Arlen to aid him with the Accords research, but it will mostly be Arlen for at least a day or two as Ciel is about to leave the tower. Here is the list of things he wants to look into by priority:
1. How do the gods observe and listen to the SAED members? Is there a way to overcome this temporarily, i.e. would getting an audience with one god block out the others?
2. What is the official definition of domain, and what's the threshold for altering a domain's status quo?
3. Is there anything in the Accords that forbids the killing of another SAED member's still living relatives? If so, is there a loophole, i.e. paying someone to do it, paying someone to pay yet another person to do it, etc.?
4. What circumstances, if any, authorize lethal force against a fellow SAED member?
5. Is Ciel and Fleshbane's campaign to kill a god permissible? If so, are any lesser gods off limits?
Lastly, Ciel will instruct Arlen to inform anyone that looks for Ciel that he's gone for the time being and will return shortly.
Ok, I'm caught back up now.))
Ciel departs for the nearest hub plane, his mind filled with a nagging uncertainty. The combination of Fleshbane's desire to free himself from a hostile god and Asmodeus's statement that Ciel's soul is contractually bound for eternity has the assassin wondering what fate awaits him when the 10 years are up. Is he doomed to eternal torment regardless of how effective his service is? He'll have to read over his own contract later to determine this. The one good thing about contracts in the Nine Hells is that copies are made readily available to those who are bound by them. There is a copy in his quarters already. For now, he intends to work through this insecurity the best way he knows how, by contracting more souls to the Nine Hells.
Ciel seeks out particularly desperate looking people, and soon finds one, a middle-aged woman who can barely afford to feed her family and is on the verge of getting kicked out of her home by a loan shark. Ciel reassures her that she can keep her home and never be bothered by the loan shark again, if she just signs this contract she'll have to answer to upon her next death. She's a little wary, but signs fairly quickly.
Finding the loan shark is a simple matter, as he has several victims in this part of the city. He's an imposing figure, extorting a crippled man as a crowd watches, too afraid to jump in; probably because most of them owe him gold as well. There are too many people for a clean shot, someone would see him go invisible. It is then that he notices an unattended carriage, which makes him recall assassination #86,432. He is able to sweep in and grab the baby with no one noticing, ducking back into an alley. This is just the distraction he needs. With a running start, Ciel punts the baby across the crowd, and sure enough, everyone's eyes lock on the poor infant as it arcs through the air. Sure, Ciel could have just ducked into the alley, vanished, and lined up the shot from there, but this is just so much more fun.
As a mass of eyes follow the baby, Ciel quickly studies the loan shark, notching an arrow. Around the time the baby is landing, his arrow flies at a slight upward angle, striking just beneath the back of the former loan shark's skull and lodging into his brain. The crowd panics, and beggars descend to loot the wealthy man's body. Ciel spontaneously disguises himself as one of the beggars and gets to his body as the others do. He is able to find a key and some indication of where the loan shark lived. This allows him to find the late extortionist's house and loot a fair sum of gold- enough to pay off the contract client's debts.
Ciel returns to her with a heavy bag of gold in tow and drops it at her feet. "You won't be bothered by that loan shark any more, and this should be sufficient revenue to buy your shack outright." The woman drops to her knees and thanks Ciel profusely. "No need to thank me, ma'am. Just doing what I promised I would."
Ciel repeats similar deeds throughout the town until he has amassed about ten contracts. At this point, he travels to an isolated space and invokes the presence of a contract devil. A tall, thin man with rusty red skin and glasses appears. "Yes, erm, if you just sign under line 666 here on page 3, line 832 on page 5, and initial the designated spaces on pages 12-45, I believe we will be about done- oh! It seems I'm not in my office anymore. Are you looking to make a deal, good sir? I may not look it, but I specialize in contracts of power, fame and wealth. If you are looking for something else, I can get you in contact with another specialist.
"There is no need for that, I merely wish to have some contracts filed. As a fellow servant of Asmodeus, I wanted to spend some free time doing my part to keep the gears of the Nine Hells turning. That should be a rather trivial manner."
Surprised, the contract devil takes the contracts and skims through them. "Really? Yes, yes I'm authorized to do that. Let's see, good, good... these are terrible, have you done this before?"
Blushing slightly, Ciel says "I've done my reading and seen many contracts, but at the end of the day I was still doing this pro se." "It shows," remarks the contract devil, managing to sound indignant while still coming off as the least intimidating thing to ever crawl out of the great pits of fire. "For starters, these forms show no knowledge of Hellish Procedure. You're trying to file mundane soul contracts straight to Asmodeus. Here, these contracts to dispose of antagonizing parties would be under the jurisdiction of the seventh library district, this contract for saving a dying relative would be in the jurisdiction of the fifth library district, and..." the contract devil pulls out a pen and dashes through the incorrect parts with lightning speed, lecturing Ciel on jurisdiction, proper binding language, and omitted clauses. "There, I believe this is all fixed now, I'll leave you copies so you can self-correct should you wish to do this again. These should be good for filing now, I'll get on that." With that, the contracts burst into flames and vanish. Moments later, the contract devil does the same.
Ciel is satisfied with his work and ready to return to the observatory. Redirecting souls is illegal, but standard contracting for soul location upon death is surely fine, otherwise Asmodeus would have never signed the accords. There are probably issues with doing too many at once if he had to guess, but ten or twenty here and there is nothing but a showing of loyalty.
On his return to the tower, Ciel jumps back into research on the Accords, seeing what Arlen has gathered and working with him to research as efficiently as possible from there.
((Holy shit, I just saw how long this was after posting. It was going to be double this before the delete :O ))