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dissonates) wrote2020-05-05 11:33 pm
dissonates) wrote2020-05-05 11:33 pm
Appointments Post
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[August 2013 Luceti Valley AU Event]
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[Asch glances aside, trying to ignore the expression on Luke's face. He hadn't wanted to have to deal with this kind of reunion. It was kind of the point of disappearing.]
I mean- what are you doing here? I've been excommunicated, remember? You shouldn't even be talking to me.
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[It takes a good deal of effort to stop himself from rolling his eyes.]
Is there a point to this redundant conversation, or are you just enjoying the sound of your own voice? Because unlike you, I have things to do today.
Apologies for the super-duper lateness
Actually, I was just about to ask why I saw you around our mansion the other day while I was by the lake. Any explanation?
((OOC: Let me know if that scenario should be changed, I just conjured it up seconds ago. ^^;;))
s'all good
So much for being subtle.]
Perhaps I was staking out the area. A ruffian like myself could make quite a lot of money from such wealthy neighbourhoods.
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I belong. Just because I haven't accepted my position back doesn't mean I don't have as much right to be there as you.
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[ Kirk gave Asch a dead pan look and sighed, rattling off the name of some noble - not to high, but high enough that he could afford a custom bike in this day and age. It was enough for Kirk. So long as they had the money, and didn't treat him like crap, he'd build for them. ]
Yeah yeah. Jeeze, you act like I'm going to be dragging a group of chickens in after me too and a flea-ridden mutt to boot. Besides, I don't even think he's here yet since I don't see him - or hear him really.
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[Which is his nice version of "you look like a rat" or something. Still, a guest is a guest, and the name is a recognized customer.]
Your client isn't here yet, but after you've cleaned up I can take you to a private room to wait for him, if you wish.
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[ He would have tossed him a rude hand sign, but he was a nice place and he didn't need his client walking in right just then, did he? So he settled for giving Asch an unimpressed look instead. ]
Oh, do I get champagne and caviar while I wait?
[ He couldn't resist being sassy. It was just to much to ask him not to shoot out at least one quip. ]
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Guests of this establishment are free to order whatever they can afford, sir.
[Which isn't so much an insult as a challenge. Can you?]
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And here I thought I was getting the V.I.P. treatment with the private room.
[ All right, maybe he had kind of wanted it to be true and get to live it up for five minutes, but if it meant missing out on caviar he was fine. It just sounded gross - fish eggs, ick. Give him the whole fish any time. Champagne was to dry too. If he had to be fancy, he'd prefer a wine. ]
So, bathroom, you were saying it's what direction?
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[He leads the way further in, finally gesturing to a little hallway.]
The restroom is that way. I'll take you to the suite once you're finished.
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Oh, it's a suite now? Even fancier.
[ Sorry, Asch. Sass is an automatic reaction with him. It's a problem, really, but what can you do? Thank dear old uncle... But that's not a story anyone needs to hear. So he heads into the bathroom and to the sinks to try and wash the left over grime from his fingers and catch any spots on his face before he changed into a better shirt and made himself more presentable.
Never mind he might have gotten a few odd looks from other patrons. ]
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By the time Kirk comes out of the bathroom, Asch has fetched a tray with glasses and a fancy water pitcher. Fancy caviar or anything else can wait until the man's client arrives - and can vouch for him.]
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Jeeze, you even making having to pour water some sort of affair.
[ He looked decent, at least, though he was by no means dressed like a true gentleman. But he did his best, so give him credit for trying. ]
Doesn't it ever get annoying? Don't you ever just a want a normal, plastic cup of water? Or, by God, a beer?
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[ Again, he almost threw Asch a rude gesture, but restrained. ]
Gentleman this, gentleman that. It's all a bit overrated if you ask me. Don't you get tired of being so uppity and having to remember to stick your pinky out? You have to let all that red hair down sometime, right?
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[Is his words - and the thinly veiled contempt in his tone - answer enough, Mr. Kirk?]
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[ He can hear it. He deals with enough aristos on the bikes to know all the little tones. ]
Heh. One of these days I'll get you on a bike, and you'll change your tune. Everyone does when they get on one of my bikes.
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