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Re: Mead, thievery, and other social lubricants. [part 2/2 + tags]
Date: 2013-01-11 12:41 am (UTC)“As I said… maybe. I’m actually here for a reason, you know?” She laughed to herself, bending just a little bit over the table to get closer to him. The gleam in his eyes told her that they had already irremediably turned from friendly drinking to business talk, and although she would’ve liked to play the fool for a little more, it was best to show her hand now and be done with it. Especially since it was getting harder to avoid sounding slurred by the minute. “Or maybe we can help each other, this friend of yours and I. You think he can help me relocate something I’ve… lost?”
“Everythin’s possible, miss. Now why don’t you listen to this and tell me if sounds like your kind of thin'…”
They didn’t stick to business for long; soon, they’d ended up drinking again, and sharing stories. She liked this Delvin fellow well enough, she decided. Maybe this whole thieves guild deal could be worthwhile, at least as long as she waited for the events to unfurl. She did have a mission, but it wasn’t time, yet… Right now she just wanted her trusted little Keening back. And a bed. That sounded pretty good, actually, now that she thought of it.
But even before that, a sip of Cyrodilic Brandy. It couldn’t be as bad as she remembered it, right?
[TAGS: char:nerevarine, char:delvin, kink:crack/humor]