03-16-2019, 09:48 AM
NPC: Carmen
The prospect of a mutt did not fill Carmen with enthusiasm. She frowned. Memories of Kasun surfaced, though it really wasn’t the same thing. And the strange man had disappeared with Ori anyway. Still, dog hair and slobber were not really her thing. Despite her reservations she nodded, prepared to at least give the situation a chance. Nox said it was well behaved, at least.
Offer extended and accepted, she was ready to leave the kid and his friend to the rest of their night. Her fingers curled around her wallet to provide a contact, but he spoke before she’d even pulled it from her pocket. The cockiness of his grin was not a surprise, but the words were. She had not told him about Kallisti’s problems because she had expected him to fix them. Rather frustration welled and sought an outlet. She’d barely gone into detail.
Her head tilted, and she smirked amused, about to wave off the need for incentive as unnecessary. But she heard him out instead, at least a little curious. Honestly it surprised her that she even considered it. She was quiet a moment amidst the loud thump of the music. Parsing through his actions, weighting the trouble he might bring alongside the value of such an offer. Eventually she nodded. “A trial period. I’ll consider it. Come find me tomorrow.”
The prospect of a mutt did not fill Carmen with enthusiasm. She frowned. Memories of Kasun surfaced, though it really wasn’t the same thing. And the strange man had disappeared with Ori anyway. Still, dog hair and slobber were not really her thing. Despite her reservations she nodded, prepared to at least give the situation a chance. Nox said it was well behaved, at least.
Offer extended and accepted, she was ready to leave the kid and his friend to the rest of their night. Her fingers curled around her wallet to provide a contact, but he spoke before she’d even pulled it from her pocket. The cockiness of his grin was not a surprise, but the words were. She had not told him about Kallisti’s problems because she had expected him to fix them. Rather frustration welled and sought an outlet. She’d barely gone into detail.
Her head tilted, and she smirked amused, about to wave off the need for incentive as unnecessary. But she heard him out instead, at least a little curious. Honestly it surprised her that she even considered it. She was quiet a moment amidst the loud thump of the music. Parsing through his actions, weighting the trouble he might bring alongside the value of such an offer. Eventually she nodded. “A trial period. I’ll consider it. Come find me tomorrow.”