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paixaorpg2007-11-15 07:15 pm
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Operation: Find a Headquarters [Completed]
Character(s): Naja Salaheem, gypsy NPCs
Content: Naja tries to swindle herself a place to open business. Haha.
Setting: Carta Para Ti [E6]
Time: Late afternoon. The 'sun' is still up.
Warnings: Possible pissed-off kitten. Mood swings, ahoy!
She was a mithra with determination! Which was strange, because she could normally shaft others around her to be the determined ones for her... But this! No, this, no one would deter her from. It was a necessity. No great president could be president without a den!
It was out of the question!
So with a strong, but lazy stride, she entered into Carta Para Ti, expectations nowhere, really. But of all places in Paixao, she realized that this would be the most fitting of places for her to... hmmm... settle... Yes! ... and there'd be benefits too, of course! (and not just for Naja herself, that would be cruel, and she was only "cruel" per se to her little sentinels, how she needed new bait...)
Naja was a woman of business. Now it was time for her to get a division of her business started here in Paixao. Ahahahaha....
Salaheem's Sentinels!
She crossed her arms over her chest, her Morgenstern strapped to her side (she had to be respectable, after all~). She swayed side to side, almost looking carefree, but her eyes were sharp.
"Sooo... who's willing to talk to me about a little.... arrrrangement with this wonderful... mmm... place?"
Content: Naja tries to swindle herself a place to open business. Haha.
Setting: Carta Para Ti [E6]
Time: Late afternoon. The 'sun' is still up.
Warnings: Possible pissed-off kitten. Mood swings, ahoy!
She was a mithra with determination! Which was strange, because she could normally shaft others around her to be the determined ones for her... But this! No, this, no one would deter her from. It was a necessity. No great president could be president without a den!
It was out of the question!
So with a strong, but lazy stride, she entered into Carta Para Ti, expectations nowhere, really. But of all places in Paixao, she realized that this would be the most fitting of places for her to... hmmm... settle... Yes! ... and there'd be benefits too, of course! (and not just for Naja herself, that would be cruel, and she was only "cruel" per se to her little sentinels, how she needed new bait...)
Naja was a woman of business. Now it was time for her to get a division of her business started here in Paixao. Ahahahaha....
Salaheem's Sentinels!
She crossed her arms over her chest, her Morgenstern strapped to her side (she had to be respectable, after all~). She swayed side to side, almost looking carefree, but her eyes were sharp.
"Sooo... who's willing to talk to me about a little.... arrrrangement with this wonderful... mmm... place?"
no subject
The mithra slid into the seat with ease, nodding to the younger gypsy. "Talkin' my language," she hummed loosely upon watching her glass fill. She casually ran a finger around the rim, flickering her gaze to the man, and then back at the liquid within the glass. Oh, she was good at recognizing those that were, well, much like her. So though she may not look it (she wouldn't have been surprised if he could still tell), she was careful and calculating. Step wisely. The grounds here may break.
"Aht Urhgan is a currious place. Many traders, merchants. The capital, Al Zahbi, is always under attack though. I run a large portion of the city's mercenaries that handle much of the battles and protection of the place, as well as sending them out to the lands outside our gates, when the damn Immortals are slacking behind a cuppa tea. You got slackers here? Can be a troubling lot, let me tell you."
She finally tested the drink and oh how wonderful it was. She leaned back, resting an elbow on the armrest and laying her head against her hand. She smiled again, cat-like and lazed. "You'd be a most popular fella if you had this in Aht Urhgan. Wonderrrful."