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The man of the black mask, now standing with his face unveiled, hood hovering just above his eyes, couldn't help but turn. The two women had put themselves into an interesting spot. Goobbue was nobody to be messed with, and the one that had been called Maestro looked particularly vicious. He began to turn, the two drinks in his hand, then quickly settled them onto the bartop. Casually his hand fell to his back, loosening the first of the cloth straps that secured his weapon in place. "Fine way to introduce yourself to a woman," he mumbled to himself as he waited, hoping he wouldn't have to take any action.
Meanwhile, across the restaurant, the goateed man did not acknowledge the pair, instead keeping his gaze straight forward on Maestro. "Is this pair yours?"
"MIne?" The bald man looked shocked, placing a hand to his chest, his eyes glinting in the light. "I thought they were some of your... fancy escorts. I know how much One-Eye likes to employ the ladies." His gaze moved aside to his companion, the blond man with spectacles. "Leader," he said, looking amused. "Did you hire these two for our guests here?"
The one called Leader shook his head, his handsome features peering up towards the two women, eyes hovering above his glasses. "Unfortunately, I did not have the foresight." His finger moved upwards, pressing the glasses up the length of his nose and flush against his face. "Excuse me, ladies. My proper name is Tervanian Eldamane, formerly of the Ul'dah branch of the Eldamane Trading Consortium. As a businessman I certainly understand the need for redress. Did you happen to note the offender?"
The goateed man glared at Tervanian. "Leader..."
"I'm sorry Galatius, but I believe we do need to know if one of One-Eye's men has been acting rudely towards the patrons of this establishment."
The bald man's hands fell to the table, his right hand drumming across its surface. "Yes, please tell us, has Galatius here been rude?" His eyes filled with glee, any of the logic and coldness that had passed along his features intermittently now giving way to anxious amusement.
Meanwhile, across the restaurant, the goateed man did not acknowledge the pair, instead keeping his gaze straight forward on Maestro. "Is this pair yours?"
"MIne?" The bald man looked shocked, placing a hand to his chest, his eyes glinting in the light. "I thought they were some of your... fancy escorts. I know how much One-Eye likes to employ the ladies." His gaze moved aside to his companion, the blond man with spectacles. "Leader," he said, looking amused. "Did you hire these two for our guests here?"
The one called Leader shook his head, his handsome features peering up towards the two women, eyes hovering above his glasses. "Unfortunately, I did not have the foresight." His finger moved upwards, pressing the glasses up the length of his nose and flush against his face. "Excuse me, ladies. My proper name is Tervanian Eldamane, formerly of the Ul'dah branch of the Eldamane Trading Consortium. As a businessman I certainly understand the need for redress. Did you happen to note the offender?"
The goateed man glared at Tervanian. "Leader..."
"I'm sorry Galatius, but I believe we do need to know if one of One-Eye's men has been acting rudely towards the patrons of this establishment."
The bald man's hands fell to the table, his right hand drumming across its surface. "Yes, please tell us, has Galatius here been rude?" His eyes filled with glee, any of the logic and coldness that had passed along his features intermittently now giving way to anxious amusement.
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