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paixaorpg2009-02-04 11:52 am
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Give A Little, Get A Lot [Completed]
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.
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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But there was another option, a way to help, and Larsa would take that as quickly as he could. He took the names inward and processed them so he would not forget them during the rest of this meeting or during his walk home. He was going to look into this, speak with someone if he could. Information. He was beginning to see how this was all just a political game, or something quite like that. He would have to let his intelligence show through and hide what he truly felt. A daunting task, but he was up for the challenge as he had someone to worry about.
"Thank you for your help," came the answer. He didn't seem to bat much of an eye when Timon mentioned buying the meerkat's dinner. At least it was a tangible way of repayment, one he was used to as a prince. "I will be sure to keep in touch. You have been of great help so far. If in the future I am able to do anything for you, please let me know. I would be glad to help in any way I can."
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