01-15-2024, 05:09 PM
Work... Xander knew who the man was. Kristian did not. Kristian was a man from the CCD not fluent with the religious front, best to not mix personas. And definitely not slip. Xander remembered just a little of the controversy not that he cared one way or the other. And it seemed that Jensen was just as eager to leave his past behind as Xander was his own. He didn't pry. There was no need. Mentions typically brought up images and Xander read them with ease. The controversy nearly destroying a family -- did destroy the reputation. Some of the chaos bled from the images.
The tides inevitably turned to talk about him -- it always did. Xander smiled. And nodded towards the party. "I'm here to do a job for Pavel. Like you I have a gift -- nothing nearly so flashy as healing bodies. I read people in a way no one else can." He said with a smirk as he'd just displayed the phenomenon. Xander took a step towards the crowd -- confident and assured his gift was working and he steeled himself for the upcoming onslaught of auras. "My cup is nearly empty. Join me and walk through the masks and I'll tell you about the strangers we see. I probably should also add food to my list of things to seek." Kristian might have offered an elbow but Jensen didn't give confident vibes about who he was, and there was no need to make things uncomfortable. He did extend the invitation with his arms to join him. Standing alone behind a mask hardly was worth while. "And we shouldn't let these outfits go to waste standing alone. The mask cost more than my paycheck." He lied -- sorta. It was more than the paycheck Pavel was offering him, but not more than Xander could afford. But it put him down to earth if a little frivolous with money.
The tides inevitably turned to talk about him -- it always did. Xander smiled. And nodded towards the party. "I'm here to do a job for Pavel. Like you I have a gift -- nothing nearly so flashy as healing bodies. I read people in a way no one else can." He said with a smirk as he'd just displayed the phenomenon. Xander took a step towards the crowd -- confident and assured his gift was working and he steeled himself for the upcoming onslaught of auras. "My cup is nearly empty. Join me and walk through the masks and I'll tell you about the strangers we see. I probably should also add food to my list of things to seek." Kristian might have offered an elbow but Jensen didn't give confident vibes about who he was, and there was no need to make things uncomfortable. He did extend the invitation with his arms to join him. Standing alone behind a mask hardly was worth while. "And we shouldn't let these outfits go to waste standing alone. The mask cost more than my paycheck." He lied -- sorta. It was more than the paycheck Pavel was offering him, but not more than Xander could afford. But it put him down to earth if a little frivolous with money.