10-28-2018, 09:27 PM
“Professional courtesy,” an accepting smile. “Nicely said.” A twirl and Jaxen was on his feet, pouring them drinks. Not because he was some kind of gracious host, but he didn’t intend on seeing his good vodka insulted by the pour of ignorant hands. Perfect amount. Sparkling sphere of ice molded to the shape of a crystal skull. Gentle spray of lime wrung from fresh twist. “The only way to drink vodka,” he said as the drink floated to Sage. His back was turned as the lines of ancient power did the work, but there was the barest reflection in the glass wall that guided his path. One for himself, then a third awaited Aiden upon his return.
He nestled the drink against his chest like a beloved keepsake. Such as those proudly displayed in his case. In fact, he followed Sage’s flickering line of sight toward the case, tipped the glass and nodded. “If you’re wondering if any of it is stolen, you’d be right. Not all of it though.” A grin and he’d let the hacker figure out which was which if his curiosity was really that intrigued.
The object of Jaxen’s most recent desires was mostly obscured in the confines of his own (unhackable) brain, but there was leg-work to such research that could be traced. Wicked Truth, with all his notorious skills, could probably figure it out given enough attention. “You are onto something, though. I’m going to tell you and your boyfriend exactly what I’m hiding.”
A notification and Jaxen’s most recent message found itself returned. Having been on both sides of client and hunted by Pervaya Security, Jaxen was fully aware of their fame, but he was only interested in one very specific bodyguard.
He returned the message silently while Sage was left to stew on the intriguing last comment for a bit.
A wicked grin was silently born while the message was returned.
@"Hood"
He nestled the drink against his chest like a beloved keepsake. Such as those proudly displayed in his case. In fact, he followed Sage’s flickering line of sight toward the case, tipped the glass and nodded. “If you’re wondering if any of it is stolen, you’d be right. Not all of it though.” A grin and he’d let the hacker figure out which was which if his curiosity was really that intrigued.
The object of Jaxen’s most recent desires was mostly obscured in the confines of his own (unhackable) brain, but there was leg-work to such research that could be traced. Wicked Truth, with all his notorious skills, could probably figure it out given enough attention. “You are onto something, though. I’m going to tell you and your boyfriend exactly what I’m hiding.”
A notification and Jaxen’s most recent message found itself returned. Having been on both sides of client and hunted by Pervaya Security, Jaxen was fully aware of their fame, but he was only interested in one very specific bodyguard.
He returned the message silently while Sage was left to stew on the intriguing last comment for a bit.
Tell John White that the man I am hiring him to protect is likely to be assassinated by the CCD government, that is, if they can get past him. Tell him to bring his A-game, because the Custody will be sending theirs.
A wicked grin was silently born while the message was returned.
We will pass your message to White.
@"Hood"