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[conflictresolution]

"Leave a missive, but be brief about it."

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TXT; whoopsie!!!

[opheliac]

woah, slow down, big guy. ure jumping the gun here. besides a deal's a deal. not honoring it isnt the zaunite way. u know that.

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[conflictresolution]

We aren't in Zaun. I will not have my daughter enslaved.

I require 24 hours only.

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[opheliac]

okok, i miiiiiiiiight have exaggerated in the beginning. im not ACTUALLY going to be a slave. just a servant. i just wanted to tell u in case, i dont know, the guy calls me to do something and i have to leave u hanging suddenly.

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[conflictresolution]

There is no difference. I will not have you indentured to anyone. I'll wipe them from the board.

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[opheliac]

but THEN he'll take me as sour loser. and being called a sour loser is ALMOST as worse than death to me. besides it was game/deal that i came up with. i gotta see it through.

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[conflictresolution]

Oh. Well, pretend I said nothing. Any mysterious eliminations will not be my doing, but a by-product of this unfortunate predicament we find ourselves in.

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[opheliac]

ok hows this: if he makes me something sexual or COMPLETELY out of line, then u can kill him in any way that u want. right now, hes just asking about my bombs.

maybe he wants me to murder someone, that should be fun.

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[conflictresolution]

Oh yes, that sounds very reasonable. It would be unfortunate for him to have an accident with said explosives.

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[opheliac]

poor slug wouldnt know what hit him.

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[conflictresolution]

It would provide me momentary pleasure to behold.

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[opheliac]

great! glad we had this talk. feel better now?

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[conflictresolution]

Never better. Decisive decisions always please me.

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[opheliac]

and if ure happy, then im happy 😊

[rebellions]

[ Yup, he hates it already. Why is he acting like a scolded puppy, anyway? It's not like he's done anything wrong; he did what he truly believed to be right, and while the city still suffered quite a bit in the whole kerfuffle, it was the best result anyone could've hoped for.

With that thought in mind, Ragna enters the room with his head held up high. He refuses to give Silco the satisfaction of seeing any trace of hesitation or regret; his conviction is stronger than that. It sure helps that his right arm and eye are back in working order, too, since the time he's spent missing those was rather pitiful. ]

Yo.

[ He greets the older man casually, like he's been away on a sabbatical and not six feet under. He does note there's something different about Silco today, though it's not quite as much of a stark difference as coming back to find Jinx without her iconic braids, which might be why he pushes that thought to the back of his head. He's not here to deal with the old man's crap if he can help it. ]

I, uh... just figured I'd check up on you.

[conflictresolution]

[He surveyed the younger man with a sharp gaze, noting the differences or rather the additions that made up for what Ragna had lost. The eye and the arm were all back, and there was no sign of the sacrifice that the other man had made in order to prevent complete destruction of the city. He understood now, and he was no longer clouded with the emotion that had sent him out in the streets on a fools errand in the first place. Ragna came back and seemed to not be any worse for wear about it.

He hummed a noise of acknowledgement and returned to his work examining the maps on his desk. City repairs would need materials and funding, both of which he had in considerable quantities.]

You mean you are checking in to do the job that you were hired for? Or is this a mere break before you return to Jinx?

[He picked up a pin and drove it pointedly into the map where he had a cache of supplies, and he didn't bother to look up again. Ragna should know the drill by now.]

There are considerable repairs needing to be completed in the city from. [He said that almost conversationally.] Do you recall that island off of Rumpitur? The one where Chosen and Aldrip citizens were sent to for sacrifice?

[rebellions]

[ Ugh. What is it about Silco that makes him feel like he's a little kid again, getting scolded by the old nun for procrastinating on his chores? Is that what they infamously refer to as "dad energy"? Whatever. They both seem to be ready to move on from that incident, and since they're in agreement for once, Ragna will not miss this opportunity. ]

Don't make me repeat myself. [ He's here to check up on the man, not the job. But he's not willing to admit that, least of all out loud. ] ... She seems fine for now.

[ "Fine" might be an overstatement; the girl appear to be stable at the moment, but he knows that could change. There's only so much he can do to support her, and while he does intend to keep spending time with her, making sure her father is safe is also a part of taking care of her.

Not that Silco is in any immediate danger. No, if anything, he seems... better than ever? Healthier, even. Which is... weird, all things considered, but is probably for the best? He has no context for the changes in the older man's appearance, and his behavior seems the same as always, so Ragna won't question it for now. ]

Sure do. Snake assholes, right? What about them?

[conflictresolution]

[His blue eyes flicked up to regard Ragna, corner of his lip threatening to twitch upwards at the reply. So not about the job then. He supposed there was perhaps a little guilt about him and Jinx heading out to save Ragna and being so woefully unsuccessful. If only he had been then what he was now. No, he would make the most of it for as long as he could feel this good and productive.]

Careful, boy, you may give the impression that you care about me. That will ruin your standoffish bad boy reputation. [He nodded his head at the mention of his daughter. He had had to fix her hair, which could have ended in further tragedy given his lack of hair dressing experience.] Indeed, she will recover, but don't pull a stunt like that again.

[With both Ragna and himself here, she would recover. Her family would keep things steady up until the time when that idiot boy abandoned her again and then (oh and then) he planned on closing ranks with this brute standing in his office and making full use of the man's destructive capabilities. Until then, he had other priorities to contend with.

He stood up straight again, folding his hands behind his back as he stared at the map.]

Indeed, they had to make sacrifices to prevent their own people being eaten. [Such a sad tale! Anyway.] I was considering the value of buying that island. Land outside of Aldrip is not something I have pursued yet. It seems a reasonable play.

txt; un: QUEENOFZAUN

[opheliac]

we got any metal and silicone left over?

txt; 1/2

[conflictresolution]

How much do you need? There is some at the Last Drop and the Shimmer and Shine.

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[conflictresolution]

Are you alright, Jinx? I would like to see you.

[He had not acted... well at the dinner. It was a blur, but he remembered enough.]

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[opheliac]

cool, thanks. ill check out shimmer and shine. i dont need a lot. just a few pieces. im ok, u?

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[conflictresolution]

What are you using these for?

Tired. I acted irrationally at dinner.

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[opheliac]

i need a new "fuck u" finger. maybe u should turn in. take a load off from work.

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[conflictresolution]

Indeed, you cannot be deprived of your favourite finger.

No, I would prefer to assist you with your agenda.

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[opheliac]

sorry, boss, but the subject can only handle one snazzy mastermind.

unless u know how to make him stay in the air longer than 23 mins and 41 seconds.