Give A Little, Get A Lot [Completed]

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Character(s): Larsa Ferrinas Solidor and Timon
Content: Larsa unknowingly treats Timon to dinner for information regarding the city
Setting: Porfavore's
Time: [Week Two] Evening
Warnings: None

Food and business went together well; usually the person he met paid for him and considering his appetite, it was exceedingly costly. Of course, that didn’t faze him. Money was easy enough to obtain in Paixao, even now, and his information was valuable. As far as he was concerned it was a fair trade.

As usual, Timon waited outside the building for his guest. He doubted he would be spotted in the restaurant by himself, especially if Prince Larsa was unaware what he actually looked like. The previous man he had met, who oddly also happened to be a Prince, had made them same error, causing him to draw his blade at the rodent. Thankfully things had worked themselves out in the end, but sometimes not being or human race could be incredibly troublesome.

Cautiously, he stood against a statue, hidden in its shadow while he awaited Larsa’s company. Another reason he refused to wait alone inside the restaurant for the Prince was in case a member of the Organization was inside. He’d be in the wide open, and simple to snatch. Well, that and the fact that he couldn’t reach the handle to get inside to begin with.

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It had been just a little bit since Larsa had arrived and watched Gabranth disappear before his eyes. He had managed to find a way to procure a little bit of what was considered money here and he was trying to keep his nobility as low as possible. It was easier than he had expected, but that was the biggest indicator that he was no longer in Ivalice. No one knew his face or his name. It was a little disheartening, but he supposed it was for the best.

By the time he thought to ask if anyone could help him find Gabranth, he'd managed to support himself. The young prince was mildly confused about all of this, used to being royalty and taken care of. Now however he had to make his own way.

So when Timon had offered to tell him things, he'd headed for the indicated place. He had no idea what the little thing was thinking, nor who Timon was, so when he arrived, he glanced around a bit, obviously looking for someone. The prince wasn't entirely sure how to address the man, so he settled for standing outside for a little bit. If Timon didn't show up soon, he would see if the network knew anything.