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sirenspull_logs2012-06-25 06:23 pm
faustianism) wrote in sirenspull_logs2012-06-25 06:23 pm
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A meeting of terrible minds.
Who: Mr. Gold and Xigbar
When: Backdated to Friday.
Where: Xino E. Mao Office
Summary: Mr. Gold and Xigbar have something in common.
Warnings: Talk of the Newcomer Hunt. Discreetly.
[Henry D. Spencer the Third had made a visit to Mr. Gold's newly acquired pawnshop on Wednesday. Mr. Gold didn't know that was him, not right off the bat. But you didn't have too many men come into the shop looking for antique hunting rifles.
Of which they had several, but that wasn't the point. The point was, as the two men got to talking, that there was a reason why he needed a hunting rifle. A man didn't need an antique when there were such better ones out there, now. Not unless they needed it for some sort of special ceremony, or to make a point. As the two of them began talking, with Mr. Gold casually probing into what could possibly make this man want to get an old rifle, the subject of the hunting grounds came up. Then, the getting ready for a special kind of hunt. Then, how both Spencer and Mr. Gold enjoyed the Most Dangerous Game.
Which led to the offer. The deal was made, the contract signed, and the hunter let him know that there were other people working on this sort of thing. That's when Mr. Gold thought it best to go see these Xino E. Mao people in person.]
Hello. [He came up to the receptionist with a smile, cane muffled against the carpet.]
I was wondering if a Mr. Xigbar was available to talk to?
When: Backdated to Friday.
Where: Xino E. Mao Office
Summary: Mr. Gold and Xigbar have something in common.
Warnings: Talk of the Newcomer Hunt. Discreetly.
[Henry D. Spencer the Third had made a visit to Mr. Gold's newly acquired pawnshop on Wednesday. Mr. Gold didn't know that was him, not right off the bat. But you didn't have too many men come into the shop looking for antique hunting rifles.
Of which they had several, but that wasn't the point. The point was, as the two men got to talking, that there was a reason why he needed a hunting rifle. A man didn't need an antique when there were such better ones out there, now. Not unless they needed it for some sort of special ceremony, or to make a point. As the two of them began talking, with Mr. Gold casually probing into what could possibly make this man want to get an old rifle, the subject of the hunting grounds came up. Then, the getting ready for a special kind of hunt. Then, how both Spencer and Mr. Gold enjoyed the Most Dangerous Game.
Which led to the offer. The deal was made, the contract signed, and the hunter let him know that there were other people working on this sort of thing. That's when Mr. Gold thought it best to go see these Xino E. Mao people in person.]
Hello. [He came up to the receptionist with a smile, cane muffled against the carpet.]
I was wondering if a Mr. Xigbar was available to talk to?
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Yes, I think he did. As luck would have it, I had several, more in the back then the front. He seems like a man who'll only have the best, I'm sure you've noticed that, after working with him.
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His expression doesn't change. ]
He's one to be particular, that much I'll say.
[ Of course, Xigbar thought the man's obsession with hunting was silly at best, but well, to each their own. ]
He does have a bit of a problem with grudges, though.