08-03-2018, 09:28 PM
At the mention of his immigration paperwork, Aiden perked up. He started to look at the strange man; really look at him. The man was right and so was Aiden. There was absolutely no reason to trust him or his friend. Although there was something material now, something to prove his good-nature. This stranger decided to put his money where his mouth was and now Aiden would have enough reason to go along with… whatever these two American strangers had in mind.
“Okay, okay… Let’s say I believe you, which I hope you know I’m only entertaining because of the fairy fire that keeps popping up around me, why are you bothering with me? Unless you are a fan of my work, I do not see why I am worth your time or your friend’s help. What do you get out of this? There has to be something… I’ve never once in my life met anyone that would willingly give something of this magnitude away for free. No one on this planet can make fireballs appear, and if they could, I refuse to believe they’d give their secrets away if they got nothing in return… So answer me this if nothing else: What is the price I have to pay?”
Aiden said plainly. There was no subterfuge, no second meaning behind his words. This all seemed to be too good to be true.
Life had gotten weird once he had come out of his coma. Too weird. True, Aiden wanted answers, but he wasn’t born yesterday. There was more here than he was seeing and he wouldn’t sign his soul away before he knew exactly what he was purchasing.
Edited by Aiden_Finnegan, Yesterday, 9:30 PM.
“Okay, okay… Let’s say I believe you, which I hope you know I’m only entertaining because of the fairy fire that keeps popping up around me, why are you bothering with me? Unless you are a fan of my work, I do not see why I am worth your time or your friend’s help. What do you get out of this? There has to be something… I’ve never once in my life met anyone that would willingly give something of this magnitude away for free. No one on this planet can make fireballs appear, and if they could, I refuse to believe they’d give their secrets away if they got nothing in return… So answer me this if nothing else: What is the price I have to pay?”
Aiden said plainly. There was no subterfuge, no second meaning behind his words. This all seemed to be too good to be true.
Life had gotten weird once he had come out of his coma. Too weird. True, Aiden wanted answers, but he wasn’t born yesterday. There was more here than he was seeing and he wouldn’t sign his soul away before he knew exactly what he was purchasing.
Edited by Aiden_Finnegan, Yesterday, 9:30 PM.
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