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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Timon noted the concern in Larsa's voice, and immediately recognized it went to seeing his missing friend again, regardless of the absent name. He nodded, but the smile that had taken residence on his face vanished. Even good news came with its share of bad, and unfortunately being the barer of one often meant he was of the other as well. His lip twisted, as though it were trying to prevent a response.

“Yes, there is, actually.” He answered, watching a hostess fill their glasses with water. “I’ve spoken to many of the victims myself. However, there have been a small few that did not return, and even those who do return don’t exactly appear at their best. The Organization, the ones responsible for the kidnappings, want results, mind you. They’ll try to crack any egg, and by any means necessary. Many of their victims undergo experimentation with light and darkness, as well as, ugh, torture. That’s more than enough to send someone off the deep end, if you know what I mean.”

The rodent sighed and looked down at his menu. “I don’t know what exactly they’re trying to accomplish with these terrible experiments, I just know it’s not good. The Organization has never been up to anything even moderately favourable. I suggest you keep away from them; they’re not as friendly a bunch a they want you to think. The kidnappings should make that obvious enough. Not only that, but they’re incredibly powerful too. You couldn’t take them on yourself, even if you wanted to. I only know one guy who’s ever taken a member down, and even then, they were back on their feet in a matter of time.”

Thoughtfully tapping a ‘finger’ against his chin, he raised a brow suspiciously at the prince. “To save us time before I get into any big explanation, how much have you heard about these guys so far, anyway?”