Ampere pulled out a chair and sat down across from the Miqo'te, all the while staring at her contemplatively. So far she had only communicated to him through nods and hand gestures, which was actually sort of encouraging. He had definitely been looking for someone with a similarly taciturn nature.
"As I've said before, the task I request from you is not particularly complex, but it does require a certain amount of...discreetness. I ask that you not tell anyone else about what you have done after its completion." The Elezen continued to explain as he folded his hands on top of the table.
Taking some nearby spice shakers and arranging them in different positions, Ampere then began indicating to them as if they represented certain landmarks.
"Along the Sapphire Avenue Exchange, not too far from here, you'll find a small bakery shop at this nearby corridor." He said quickly as he traced his finger alongside one of the salt shakers. "I want you to deliver this bag of gil to a blonde haired woman that works there. Just say it's a random donation if she asks...but make sure she accepts it. I'll also pay you a hefty amount when you're done."
Ampere's lips creased slightly as he began adjusting his large hat again.
"Of course, I'm aware there's nothing really stopping you from taking the gil you're supposed to deliver and running away it, but know that I'll be watching, and if you do..." The Elezen paused, realizing only now that he was not particularly good at making threats. "...I will be really, really...disappointed. And sad. And I will probably give you a very pointed look if I see you again."
The lancer paused to glance at the Miqo'te after he finished listing out his vast number of severe consequences.
"...Please don't leave with the money." He whispered.
"As I've said before, the task I request from you is not particularly complex, but it does require a certain amount of...discreetness. I ask that you not tell anyone else about what you have done after its completion." The Elezen continued to explain as he folded his hands on top of the table.
Taking some nearby spice shakers and arranging them in different positions, Ampere then began indicating to them as if they represented certain landmarks.
"Along the Sapphire Avenue Exchange, not too far from here, you'll find a small bakery shop at this nearby corridor." He said quickly as he traced his finger alongside one of the salt shakers. "I want you to deliver this bag of gil to a blonde haired woman that works there. Just say it's a random donation if she asks...but make sure she accepts it. I'll also pay you a hefty amount when you're done."
Ampere's lips creased slightly as he began adjusting his large hat again.
"Of course, I'm aware there's nothing really stopping you from taking the gil you're supposed to deliver and running away it, but know that I'll be watching, and if you do..." The Elezen paused, realizing only now that he was not particularly good at making threats. "...I will be really, really...disappointed. And sad. And I will probably give you a very pointed look if I see you again."
The lancer paused to glance at the Miqo'te after he finished listing out his vast number of severe consequences.
"...Please don't leave with the money." He whispered.
