slobster
Hero
Bi echoes the large, intimidating figure standing next to him and orders a tea. First impressions are important, he thinks. Play it cool. You can't make a fool of yourself by keeping your damn mouth shut.
The seconds stretch interminably, and he begins to scratch behind his ear in a nervous gesture, before he forces his hand down and folds them elegantly over his stomach. He shifts from one foot to the other as the host of this little get together continues to wait serenely, apparently for even more people to arrive. Is everyone here a potential buyer? He glances over at the hulking DaQan, certain that he wouldn't enjoy making him upset. In fact, many of the people in this odd little gathering look like they could make you regret getting the better of them, whether in a game of chance or an auction for a valuable trinket. What am I getting myself into?
Finally the silence and waiting get to him. Patience has never been a strong virtue of his. "Delightful party, Master Vaal. Yet I believe that we were invited here for reasons other than enjoying the tea?" He tips his cup to show its brownish contents to all assembled then sets it down. "I'm afraid this isn't my preferred color. I was in the mood for something a bit more refined. Something . . . yellow, perhaps?" He flashes his best conspiratorial smile and hopes that this will goad the silent man in the sash to reveal why he has gathered everyone here.
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Site maintenance looks to be quieting down, so I wanted to give the thread a bump![/sblock]
The seconds stretch interminably, and he begins to scratch behind his ear in a nervous gesture, before he forces his hand down and folds them elegantly over his stomach. He shifts from one foot to the other as the host of this little get together continues to wait serenely, apparently for even more people to arrive. Is everyone here a potential buyer? He glances over at the hulking DaQan, certain that he wouldn't enjoy making him upset. In fact, many of the people in this odd little gathering look like they could make you regret getting the better of them, whether in a game of chance or an auction for a valuable trinket. What am I getting myself into?
Finally the silence and waiting get to him. Patience has never been a strong virtue of his. "Delightful party, Master Vaal. Yet I believe that we were invited here for reasons other than enjoying the tea?" He tips his cup to show its brownish contents to all assembled then sets it down. "I'm afraid this isn't my preferred color. I was in the mood for something a bit more refined. Something . . . yellow, perhaps?" He flashes his best conspiratorial smile and hopes that this will goad the silent man in the sash to reveal why he has gathered everyone here.
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Site maintenance looks to be quieting down, so I wanted to give the thread a bump![/sblock]
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