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dualislogs2020-01-27 04:52 pm
morethanatrickster) wrote in dualislogs2020-01-27 04:52 pm
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WHO; Loki & Drifter
WHAT; It's high time he commission someone to provide him with actual weapons
WHERE; the rec center to start
WHEN; About a week after the executions
WARNINGS; To be added if applicable
He would have to thank Hank later, showing him to the basement of Rick's bar and the plethora of information to be found there. Most promising, of course, was a message from a blacksmith, or one Loki hoped could smith him replacements for his daggers. He missed them, the mobility and the secrecy of them, and so he made his way down to the rec center, as recommended. He was dressed modernly, black pants, black jacket, white shirt, a smart, emerald scarf.
He watched the proceedings at the game stand before approaching once the man in the medallion, his target, was free. He smiled charmingly, inclining his head slightly in greeting.
"You seem like a man with gumption, sir. It's a pleasure." He makes the motion of noting the medallion with his eyes seem casual, and his next reply is spoken as one who's taken an interest in a novelty. "What a clever emblem. I believe I've seen it somewhere before."
WHAT; It's high time he commission someone to provide him with actual weapons
WHERE; the rec center to start
WHEN; About a week after the executions
WARNINGS; To be added if applicable
He would have to thank Hank later, showing him to the basement of Rick's bar and the plethora of information to be found there. Most promising, of course, was a message from a blacksmith, or one Loki hoped could smith him replacements for his daggers. He missed them, the mobility and the secrecy of them, and so he made his way down to the rec center, as recommended. He was dressed modernly, black pants, black jacket, white shirt, a smart, emerald scarf.
He watched the proceedings at the game stand before approaching once the man in the medallion, his target, was free. He smiled charmingly, inclining his head slightly in greeting.
"You seem like a man with gumption, sir. It's a pleasure." He makes the motion of noting the medallion with his eyes seem casual, and his next reply is spoken as one who's taken an interest in a novelty. "What a clever emblem. I believe I've seen it somewhere before."
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"What do you have in mind?"