Seperation, Initiation , Indoctrinaton

"The loyal side, submissive to your maste, but somehow still possesing some pride?" Sam suggested picking up some food

"....That is...that is disappointing." He mutters back .

"You're methodical too though, so I'm sure there is more to it" he said

"So who do you think they shall find first?" He questions , quickly getting over it as he looks around the large almost medieval mess hall constructed from sturdy polished grey stone. Several chandeliers light up with candles hang above the hall in which there are above six or seven oaken tables sat in rows , with a large gap in the center where in the sigil of the order , a white shiled with a red guilded cross is emblazoned. "I have so many questions."

"your warrior incarnation" Samael said without a second  thoughe, and added "Well ask em"

(Well as em?)

(*Ask)

"They "Showed you the light of our lord and savior"" He said dryly "This is the headquarters of the Anglican 113, we protect people from evil supernaturals and demon invasions and stuff, and finally actually a pretty hearty balanced meal, high nutrition is needed for our training."

"The first one was sarcasm , but I'm assuming you cannot tell me.... doesn't really matter much ." He replies with a shrug "Should I go up to the line or will they all look at me strange."

"You're one of the horsemen, they will stare at you, and you need to get used to it. Don't worry I'll help you practice getting used to it." Sam said with a grin

"Does that mean I can stare back?" He asks calmly .

"You better" he said with a wink

"Wasn't talking about you , was talking about them." He replies with a smirk.

"... You wound me" he chuckled

"I had to land a hit on you sometime ." He quipped back .

"Closest thing you've done to damage so far" He quipped back

"I'm about done talking now ." He replies tactiturnly as with purpose he begins to head towards the line, briskly moving some hair out of his eyes as a few of the priests turn back to look at him and whispers begin to abound across the hall .

(mind writing some of the comments?)

"Hope this conquest meets a better fate than the last one." One apprentice maybe 16 murmured among his friends

"I hear he is a demon turned to the will of god, redeemed by his majesty" Murmured a female agent in her twenties from another table with the standard agents at it.

Many veterans remained stoic, time would tell about this "Redeemed demon"

"Well what was the fate of the last?" He asks as he walks past them , wintry silver eyes glancing over them for only a second as he arrives at the back of the line. "It was not a rhetorical question."

"She... went to deal with a void cult, but ended up being... well melted" The aprentice said after stammering a bit, made nervous by the horseman adressing him

"Hmmn...most , unfortunate... but I would assure you ....all of you...I'll be here long after you are all dead...so I ask you unburden yourself of this concern you have for me." He replies , the words dripping with such potent disdain that it causes the boy next to the apprentice to flinch. "I suppose there is no better time to do this then now , when all of you ...crusaders, are here before my eyes....I understand that a great many of you have your doubts , after all...I am a demon." He begins as he turns to stare at the mass of disciples , the temperature in the room plummeting down in under a second. "I am ,for all intents and purposes , the natural enemy , the hated quarry of the Order that I now serve....for I have committed many sins." The demon prince continues strolling with a casual dark  swagger to grab himself a small cup from a nearby table of dishes "Yet...none of that matters now does it? Like it or not (and I'm sure a many of you wont) , despite all of the sins I have committed , despite all of the suffering I have inflicted upon the innocent children of God himself...I am one of you now , a brother knight in this sacred order , bound to protect the common man and smite the darkness in the name of our Lord, to shed my blood for yours et cetera et cetera you all know the drill ....and you can thank your masters for that." He concludes with a small smug smile as warmth finally begins to seep back into the room . "My name is Beast by the way...pleasure to meet you all."

Of course many discussions would erupt over this, most would conclude in the idea that this was an excellent show of god's mercy and the power of his word to turn even greivous sinners to righteousness, some would even appluad.

Sam just looked ammused

Beast nods in silent approval , that had worked well , even if he felt no kinship to these knights , his mission would be much easier when them on his side, and not believing he had simply surrendered to spare his life. Quickly he makes himself a cup of tea and a scone and makes his way to Sam "I've another question...where do we sit?"

"That is the dantiest meal I have ever seen a man eat." he said and motioned to the table with war and his no doubt vodka laced coffee