[ He'd never thought there would be anything like Zaun, but the city sounds so similar to it. Just like it. Violent and cruel, a hard place to make harder people.]
Me? Poke my nose into things?
[ He hasn't moved yet, just a slight twitch of a smile, unblinking eye staring up at him. ]
Get into danger?
[ He folded one leg over the other, like some preening lord, looking up at him. ]
That doesn't sound like me at all. I don't do those things. [ A beat, a twitch of that chipped grin. ]
If I can avoid it. I suppose if not, well. Those orphans will be fairly well funded, hm?
[ It wouldn't help anything, he'd just be weirder about it.
Maybe stab him again for fun. Clearly he can take it.]
I think it's best to have a plan in place, yes. That is, if you'll accept it. [ He's so obnoxious about it, a tip of his head, still looking up at him. ] And think of all the good it would do.
[He actually seems as straightforward as ever, like a businessman who could care less for anything beyond the fine print. He's played in these sort of deals before. Vergilius scoffs.]
I'll draft a contract and you'll sign it. Even in the City, one's word means nothing.
...Never did one, huh. No computers where you come from? Its more blase than you think.
[Sometimes, a horrific world that runs on the suffering of many.....really just happens to be the same world with a lot of boring paperwork for most things.]
I see. Well, if it makes things easier, then far be it for me to complain, hm?
I suppose I need to get with the future as it is, if I want to blend in.
[ The leader of the ring he's a part of at the moment thinks he's eccentric for doing it by hand, actually. Kind of annoyed too, but he deals with it because Silco's books are very clean. He hides all kinds of things in there. ]
You don't need to tell me. I dealt with plenty of people like you before breakfast. Business dealings and all. Once I murdered a whole Syndicate to get a password for a client.
[At least fifty or more people in one go. Its how it is.]
[ He says, like they aren't talking about wanton murder. ]
I remember, you decapitated that traitor, recently. [ He laced his fingers together, index fingers pointing outward. ] I don't doubt you've got the stomach for my line of work.
[ at least he doesn't feel guilty about it, unlike SOME people ]
Hm. I'll reach out if I do.
[ And like they hadn't been talking about anything deep, or revealing, or like anything in the past hour or so had been weird at all, he stood, and moved to leave. ]
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Me? Poke my nose into things?
[ He hasn't moved yet, just a slight twitch of a smile, unblinking eye staring up at him. ]
Get into danger?
[ He folded one leg over the other, like some preening lord, looking up at him. ]
That doesn't sound like me at all. I don't do those things. [ A beat, a twitch of that chipped grin. ]
If I can avoid it. I suppose if not, well. Those orphans will be fairly well funded, hm?
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[There's a brief urge to throttle him like a weasel. It passes.]
So. You're really wanting to go through with that deal, huh? Given your...eagerness.
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Maybe stab him again for fun. Clearly he can take it.]
I think it's best to have a plan in place, yes. That is, if you'll accept it. [ He's so obnoxious about it, a tip of his head, still looking up at him. ] And think of all the good it would do.
[ Think of the children...?]
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[He folds his arms, sighing- an aquiesance. Sometimes men really do have soft spots.]
A hundred thousand kryptos and nothing less. And a receipt to prove the transaction.
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[ He smiled, hands spread. He blinked β with that eye it looks a wink β but he finds it respectable.
Anyone who didn't ask for proof was a fool, and Vergilius did not seem a fool. He wouldn't be worth Silco's time, if he was. ]
Ah, ah. Very smart, when dealing with a Zaunite. Do you want to shake on it? Make it official? Or is my word good enough?
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[He actually seems as straightforward as ever, like a businessman who could care less for anything beyond the fine print. He's played in these sort of deals before. Vergilius scoffs.]
I'll draft a contract and you'll sign it. Even in the City, one's word means nothing.
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A contract? That's downright formal. [ A beat. ] Signed in ink, yes?
[ he has to ask, he knows now to question these assumptions, that things are done like normal people would. ]
I have no issues, if it is ink.
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[He looks a little incredulous like WHAT ELSE WOULD IT BE, SIR]
Or I'll send you an electronic copy and you can sign it like that.
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[ His last contract had manifested in the form of a brand, searing pain carved into his skin. His lips thin, both in memory and in... well. ]
An electronic copy. Alright.
[ He has no idea how to do that. He'll figure it out. Probably. ]
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[Sometimes, a horrific world that runs on the suffering of many.....really just happens to be the same world with a lot of boring paperwork for most things.]
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No computers, no. I did all my bookkeeping by hand. [ He says it archly, as he's having to learn to do it electronically.
He doesn't like it. ]
It's been an adjustment.
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[Understandable.......his mildly backwards world......]
It will be simpler this time. You don't need to do too much on your end. Makes your life easier.
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I see. Well, if it makes things easier, then far be it for me to complain, hm?
I suppose I need to get with the future as it is, if I want to blend in.
[ The leader of the ring he's a part of at the moment thinks he's eccentric for doing it by hand, actually. Kind of annoyed too, but he deals with it because Silco's books are very clean. He hides all kinds of things in there. ]
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[A little sigh and a shrug of the shoulders.]
Easier, though. You should get with the times, old man.
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[ He says. He's still trying to get a handle on the whole "computer" thing. ]
I suppose I'll have to, if I want to compete.
[ compete? With what? Don't worry about it. ]
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[given him being hired as a whole bodyguard]
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I will.
[ After the contract is signed. ]
I prefer my dealings above board, you know. It makes things so much easier if each part understands their roles perfectly.
[ to be fair... everyone commits crimes in crime city. It ain't a big deal if you're all criminals. ]
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[At least fifty or more people in one go. Its how it is.]
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stop stop you're already hotHis lips twitch into a smile. ]
That sounds flashy.
[ He says, like they aren't talking about wanton murder. ]
I remember, you decapitated that traitor, recently. [ He laced his fingers together, index fingers pointing outward. ] I don't doubt you've got the stomach for my line of work.
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[Yeah, yeah, he knows how you run, Mister Silco. Murder is the top of the line here in SilcoWorld.]
Anyways, I'll send it to you later. The contract. And you can let me know if you have any questions.
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Hm. I'll reach out if I do.
[ And like they hadn't been talking about anything deep, or revealing, or like anything in the past hour or so had been weird at all, he stood, and moved to leave. ]
Pleasure doing business, as always.
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[It all just boils down to business......right?]
Mm. If you want to call it that. But I'll see you around.