(open) catch-all

[zauneyete]

WHO: Silco & others!
WHERE: Focused on Stygia -- particularly Mirth and the Markets
WHEN: Throughout November!
WHAT: Catch-all for the month! There are some open prompts within!
WARNINGS: Drug references, probably also references to multiple criminal activities. I'll add anything particular if it comes up!

[ If none of the below prompts tickle your fancy, and you'd like one, feel free to hit me up on my plotting post or on plurk at hundreds, or of course, just wildcard it! ]

Comments

[zauneyete]

We can hope, hm?

[ But Silco wasn't going to leave Childe to do all of the work. He certainly wasn't going to be idle, and the tip of his head, said that he'd been thinking the same thing. ]

I've been doing some digging in that direction myself. So far, I've turned up nothing. Mostly, I've been looking through documents, paying for any information from the types of people they ignore. [ A nod in the direction of the entrance to the alleyway. The younger folks Childe had seen. }

So far, we're turning up nothing, but there's a lot of information, and a lot of history to sort through. I expect to find something at some point, to lead us toward their dealings, and get a feel for who in Stygia is directly involved with them.

[ Other than Amun, but he was untouchable at this time. ]

[lackluster]

[ He spares a glance towards the kids he'd seen earlier, eyes narrowing a little. While he doesn't like the idea of continuing to exploit them for such things, he can also understand why it's good to rely on them — they can stay out of sight, out of mind. Most won't assume a child is up to no good.

That doesn't mean he has to like it though. ]

Cast your net wide and one of them is bound to find something useful, I guess.

[ He looks back at Silco, levelling him with a steady gaze. ]

Anything else I should know if I'm gonna work for you?

[ He wonders if there are any limits. Any lines he can't cross. ]

[zauneyete]

Hm.

[ His tone is light, not quite airy, but it's almost there. Like he's considering what to say, but with a tip of his head, he finally said: ]

I have one recommendation. [ Again, a friendly tone, before: ] I do not recommend that you cross me.

[ Just as light, just as cordial. ] A tip, for the future. I don't take kindly to it.

[lackluster]

[ At first, Tartaglia looks like he's been caught off-guard, but then he laughs. Delighted by the answer he's received. ]

Sure. I'll keep that in mind.

[ He takes that as a sign that this conversation is over. He probably remembers to give Silco his contact information too since that's necessary. Soon after, he leaves after that.

Even if there are parts he might not appreciate, at least it sounds like working for Silco is going to be an interesting way to spend his time. He's looking forward to it either way. ]