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[phlogistos]

[Hey lookit this asshole hanging out in a less then reputable bar!!! He's settled in a booth in the corner, legs stretched out under the table and propped up on the chair across from him. Between long pauses for people watching, he occasionally returns to something he's writing, though he only gets a few words down before he's back to staring at the crowd. Bored out of his mind by the looks of things]

[He's also smoking despite the sign requesting that please not be a thing. The reason management hasn't come up to tell him to stop? Probably has to do with the gigantic black gun propped up beside him]


[Alternately, start something of your own!]

Comments

[blackwoods]

Are you a prostitute?

1/2

[phlogistos]

Wh... [WELL THAT CAME OUT OF NOWHERE???????????????]

[phlogistos]

[Clears throat sldkfj but he still sounds a little... surprised fff]

Why?? [...cause I mean. He's... not really opposed to it if that's a thing she wants. He's certainly had sex for money before but... it's just... not his primary occupation LSJDFLKJSDF]

[blackwoods]

There's no money to be made just travelling. Inns are expensive, right...?

[phlogistos]

That's right... [...........huffs a little]

Prostitutes can't travel, you know. They make their best money building a loyal base and milking it. [Obvsly Sophie jeez]

[blackwoods]

You'd know?

...that wasn't the icon I wanted why

[phlogistos]

Well yeah. [Some of his friends have been prostitutes!]

Wouldn't say something like that if I wasn't sure.

the perils of having multiple icons!

[blackwoods]

You're an assassin.

lakjsdf the perils of having a mouse pad that randomly scrolls tbh

[phlogistos]

[WAS IT THE GIANT GUN THAT GAVE HIM AWAY................]

I do what I can to support myself. [But yes. He is laksdfj]

[blackwoods]

[Man oldtimey adventurers come by her place to ask for favorable winds all the time, giant weapons are like, normal, you could just be one of those freaks.

... In fact they're probably broke all the time too.]

Don't bother justifying it to me. I don't really care, you know.

[phlogistos]

Ah, that's good. [...cause he totally wasn't gonna try to justify it he don't give a shit about your opinion ffffffffff]

As long as the cops aren't on me in the morning, you know.

[blackwoods]

Maybe I'll call them after you go to sleep.

[phlogistos]

Hm... Maybe I won't sleep then.

[Though that'd be p rude tbh offering him your house and then calling the police 8'|]

[blackwoods]

I'll drug your food.

[phlogistos]

[...huffs]

If you wanna be responsible for a lotta dead people, I guess. [While he escapes from jail... 8'| And that's even assuming you can drug him enough to knock him out lskjdflkj but he'd rather keep that ability to himself for now!]

[blackwoods]

They're dead. That's not really my problem, is it?

[phlogistos]

[S h r u g s]

Do what you want, your ladyship. [He ain't gonna stop you sdlkfj not until it impacts his health and well-being anyway]

[blackwoods]

[Dismissive handwave!]

I'm not calling them, anyway.

But because I'm not calling, if they show up you're on your own, all right?

[phlogistos]

[. . . why would they show up if you didn't call them lskdjf confused pause for a second... and then: ]

Can do.

[blackwoods]

Deal. Stay as long as you'd like.

[phlogistos]

[...r u sure]

[Looks a little taken aback tbh, but... hey, he wanted to get into her house for as long as possible sooooo]

Kind of you. Thanks.

[blackwoods]

I'm just confident you'll make things interesting.

[phlogistos]

I'll do my best, your ladyship.

[He doesn't really know why she thinks that though weep]

[blackwoods]

[Because he's got a giant gun and she hasn't made him cry yet.

And by now they are probably there! ... They also probably have, you know. A driveway and stuff. But walking is good for the body. Good for the soul more like since I guess we're a bunch of fucking fairies here or something]

We're here.

[phlogistos]

[lksjdf oh god poor girl if those are her criteria for interesting laksjdflkjklj]

[Also he's gonna... hang back on the driveway and just kinda... look... up at this house, whistling a little. Goodness gracious...]

Nicer up close... [Lawd... and now he's gonna catch up with her ffff]