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Did you think I would start cackling about how only by being bad can one be good?
[ It was close. ]
Most of the rest of you Outsiders. You know, I've only met a few other people who understand what it is to act with a goal in mind, without worrying about good or evil.
[ It was close. ]
Most of the rest of you Outsiders. You know, I've only met a few other people who understand what it is to act with a goal in mind, without worrying about good or evil.
Ah. Perhaps you are right.
It has been very long. Longer than I even realize, sometimes.
[ Longer than she maybe realizes. Longer than he'd ever intended. He'd thought taking out another universe would not have taken almost two years. He'd thought that maybe it would have gone faster.
Yet here he was. Yet again. Tossed into another mess.
Less of one, for certain. He would rather her here than in Kenos, where even the knowledge of her existence would have damned her. Oh, sometimes he thinks of his fraying mind, how close he'd been so often to completely becoming something truly monstrous. ]
It has been very long. Longer than I even realize, sometimes.
[ Longer than she maybe realizes. Longer than he'd ever intended. He'd thought taking out another universe would not have taken almost two years. He'd thought that maybe it would have gone faster.
Yet here he was. Yet again. Tossed into another mess.
Less of one, for certain. He would rather her here than in Kenos, where even the knowledge of her existence would have damned her. Oh, sometimes he thinks of his fraying mind, how close he'd been so often to completely becoming something truly monstrous. ]
[Delivery time! A little green hummingbird drone is dropping off a small wooden box. Within it is...]
[A good selection of cigars, it seems. Not especially high quality, but not cheap, either. And here is a scrawled note included.]
Let's talk business, Mister Silco! Name the time and place.
- Sampo Koski
[A good selection of cigars, it seems. Not especially high quality, but not cheap, either. And here is a scrawled note included.]
Let's talk business, Mister Silco! Name the time and place.
- Sampo Koski
[ who's leaving packages for him?? After opening it and looking at the note he's just going to shoot off a quick message: ]
Business, huh? Not going to shortchange me again are you? [ silco WILL get ripped off again ]
Twelve Steps Down is a bit of a dive, but nobody will listen in on us there. At seven.
Business, huh? Not going to shortchange me again are you? [ silco WILL get ripped off again ]
Twelve Steps Down is a bit of a dive, but nobody will listen in on us there. At seven.
Shortchange? ME? Never!
See you there, my friend!
[And sure enough, he's even there a little early, all smiles and charm as always. (Jury is out on charm.) Oddly enough, he doesn't really look that out of place in a "dive" like this.]
Heya, Mister Silco. Like the present?
See you there, my friend!
[And sure enough, he's even there a little early, all smiles and charm as always. (Jury is out on charm.) Oddly enough, he doesn't really look that out of place in a "dive" like this.]
Heya, Mister Silco. Like the present?
[ Huh from meeting Sampo before, he would have thought he'd look out of place, but he sure does look just as comfortable as anyone else here. Including Silco, who seems to already have a a place picked out for them in the corner. ]
Oh, yes. How kind of you.
[ He's already got a drink and a smoke. It's even one of the ones from Sampo, which means it doesn't smell like ass! What are non-smoking ordinances....]
So, what sort of business could being you here to me?
Oh, yes. How kind of you.
[ He's already got a drink and a smoke. It's even one of the ones from Sampo, which means it doesn't smell like ass! What are non-smoking ordinances....]
So, what sort of business could being you here to me?
"Kind" is Sampo Koski's middle name.
[It is absolutely fucking Not.]
[Sampo is no smoker himself, but he's pausing to get a drink order from a passing server, before settling back in his seat with legs crossed.]
You told me a bit about your product. My question is, do you have a distributor?
[It is absolutely fucking Not.]
[Sampo is no smoker himself, but he's pausing to get a drink order from a passing server, before settling back in his seat with legs crossed.]
You told me a bit about your product. My question is, do you have a distributor?
What's that tone for? You gave it to me fair and square. Why, I even thought you gave it out of the generosity of the season.
[A little laugh.]
But no. I think we talked about it before. Mm, what was it? It was right at the tip of my tongue...sh...sha....
[A little laugh.]
But no. I think we talked about it before. Mm, what was it? It was right at the tip of my tongue...sh...sha....
Obtain? You don't produce it?
[Please, Silco, tell him allllll about Shimmer production.]
[Please, Silco, tell him allllll about Shimmer production.]
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