((And the lovely in game chat ate some of it again, haha.))
And so they both went their own ways for the time being. Caer, as he stated, usually didn't deal on such a low level, but he didn't have eyes inthe lowest parts of lowtown. Zhavi could fix that, and in return, for now, just a piece of information. Easily done. She seemed surprised that Caer would have it so quickly, but what she did't realize, is that he'd have it much much quicker than that.
The day came and went, and soon enough, it was time for them to meet again. Caer had come early, and brought another of his crew, though only one this time.
"Honestly, Thunder-boy. We got a good thing goin, and you're throwin a wrench in the works. It's a risk you don't need." The Lalafel said, slowly pacing back and forth, keeping a watchful eye on the surrounding area. "I'm tellin you, those bottomfeeders'll stab you in the back soon as they get what they want. Buuuuut why am I even talkin? Not like you're gonna listen. Hey, you listenin? Respect your elders, Captain!"
![[Image: Zozo_zpsad47d79b.png]](http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/grayald/Zozo_zpsad47d79b.png)
Zozomuza Shashamuza...
Second Mate...
Ships Navigator...
And armchair captain...
"I'm well aware, Zozo. And I am listening. You just haven't said anything new, so there's no need for me to respond. And don't call me Thunder-boy." Caer answered.
"Well if that's not rude, I dunno what is. You should always at the least acknowledge someone." Zozo replied.
"You sound like my father."Â Caer commented, as they continued waiting.Â
The banter continued in that fashion as the minutes passed, and the appointed time approached.
And so they both went their own ways for the time being. Caer, as he stated, usually didn't deal on such a low level, but he didn't have eyes inthe lowest parts of lowtown. Zhavi could fix that, and in return, for now, just a piece of information. Easily done. She seemed surprised that Caer would have it so quickly, but what she did't realize, is that he'd have it much much quicker than that.
The day came and went, and soon enough, it was time for them to meet again. Caer had come early, and brought another of his crew, though only one this time.
"Honestly, Thunder-boy. We got a good thing goin, and you're throwin a wrench in the works. It's a risk you don't need." The Lalafel said, slowly pacing back and forth, keeping a watchful eye on the surrounding area. "I'm tellin you, those bottomfeeders'll stab you in the back soon as they get what they want. Buuuuut why am I even talkin? Not like you're gonna listen. Hey, you listenin? Respect your elders, Captain!"
![[Image: Zozo_zpsad47d79b.png]](http://s2.photobucket.com/user/grayald/media/Zozo_zpsad47d79b.png.html)
Zozomuza Shashamuza...
Second Mate...
Ships Navigator...
And armchair captain...
"I'm well aware, Zozo. And I am listening. You just haven't said anything new, so there's no need for me to respond. And don't call me Thunder-boy." Caer answered.
"Well if that's not rude, I dunno what is. You should always at the least acknowledge someone." Zozo replied.
"You sound like my father."Â Caer commented, as they continued waiting.Â
The banter continued in that fashion as the minutes passed, and the appointed time approached.
Theodric Gray
