Post by Dante [Naryae] on Aug 9, 2008 10:16:07 GMT -5
ooc: ((lol, I'm just glad your back -hugs- It is always does weird looking back over old writing, though. And I think Kaze has changed a bit.. he seems kind of... Happier? Or more upbeat, at least. ))
The task of finding a proper dining place seemed to have been taken from me, which failed to trouble me. I suppose it would have been wise to look into the suggested place, to consider the exits, the number of shady characters within, the number of guards near by, but I'd never been one for proper security. Caution? Yes, caution I could do. I could protect myself well enough, disappear in a crowd, watch the alleyways and note the assassins, but complexity escaped me. I could no build schemes, or vast escape plans with multiple levels. If there was no quick solution to a problem, I could not solve it. A poor trait to have, I suppose.
Of course, this place is fine. I remarked, stepping inside first. I still was not hungry, but I had learned rejecting a meal is never a wise choice, for multiple reasons. You might offend someone, you might tip them off, you might not eat for the next few days. When dealing with a stranger, always be the kindest and accommodating as possible.
The place was cozy and friendly, with just a handful of serves, and tables filled with people. The noise was moderate, tidbits of conversation appearing between the general bustle of voices. I chose a booth, near the corner, on the far side from the door. Ah, a poor choice for a quick escape, but then I desired peace more then safety. The corner had fewer people, a quieter area to discuss things.
Ah, you said you were not very up to date on politics, yes? I do atleast hope you know of Isan- I mean, Queen Isandra and Waefae and the, uh, Company. I let out a light laugh as I spoke of the Grey Company. Much of what I'd heard of them was probably pure propaganda, but I held little respect for them. Perhaps I simply feared the unknown, or perhaps loyalties blinded me and kept me from making a proper judgment. I did not consider that I might offend my companion if I spoke to harshly.
The task of finding a proper dining place seemed to have been taken from me, which failed to trouble me. I suppose it would have been wise to look into the suggested place, to consider the exits, the number of shady characters within, the number of guards near by, but I'd never been one for proper security. Caution? Yes, caution I could do. I could protect myself well enough, disappear in a crowd, watch the alleyways and note the assassins, but complexity escaped me. I could no build schemes, or vast escape plans with multiple levels. If there was no quick solution to a problem, I could not solve it. A poor trait to have, I suppose.
Of course, this place is fine. I remarked, stepping inside first. I still was not hungry, but I had learned rejecting a meal is never a wise choice, for multiple reasons. You might offend someone, you might tip them off, you might not eat for the next few days. When dealing with a stranger, always be the kindest and accommodating as possible.
The place was cozy and friendly, with just a handful of serves, and tables filled with people. The noise was moderate, tidbits of conversation appearing between the general bustle of voices. I chose a booth, near the corner, on the far side from the door. Ah, a poor choice for a quick escape, but then I desired peace more then safety. The corner had fewer people, a quieter area to discuss things.
Ah, you said you were not very up to date on politics, yes? I do atleast hope you know of Isan- I mean, Queen Isandra and Waefae and the, uh, Company. I let out a light laugh as I spoke of the Grey Company. Much of what I'd heard of them was probably pure propaganda, but I held little respect for them. Perhaps I simply feared the unknown, or perhaps loyalties blinded me and kept me from making a proper judgment. I did not consider that I might offend my companion if I spoke to harshly.