Dirty Deeds
Who: Sindre and Wilm
When: 24 Jume, mid-afternoon
Where: Wilm's shop
What: A delivery and a conversation about the future.
( Done dirt cheap )
When: 24 Jume, mid-afternoon
Where: Wilm's shop
What: A delivery and a conversation about the future.
( Done dirt cheap )
And sure enough there at his back table was the young blonde man he expected to see.
"Hello Sindre."
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"Care to see what I just so happened to find on my walk over here?"
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"Very nice," he finally said,impressed with the quality and color. Setting them aside, he reached into the box for the next items. His face lit up as he drew out the bulbs.
"You brought me tulips," he said, a bit of excitement in his voice as he turned them over in his hands. "They'll bloom up well come next spring."
He looked across the table at the other man.
"These I may just have to keep for myself."
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His gaze flickered down to the bulbs, then back up to Wilm. He had intended them as a gift, though if the other man wanted to sell them...
"If you keep them for yourself, then they're free of charge," Sindre decided. Still a gift, then, but if Wilm planned on making the apparently considerable profit off of them, then Sindre wanted a cut.
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"You're giving me these?" he asked, the surprise evident in his voice.
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He trailed off awkwardly. He didn't know how to say how thankful he was that Wilm would take in Valdi, and he knew that the bulbs weren't going to be near enough in recompense, but it was the best he could do.
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"Thank you then. They'll fit quite well in with my garden, regardless of color."
He wrapped the bulbs up in a towel, then returned to the table.
"Although Valdi's apprenticeship is something I need to talk to you about."
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He knew he was edging on babbling, but he couldn't quite help it. "His age isn't going to be a problem after all, is it?" Gods above, he hoped not. Money he could find, strings he could pull, but he couldn't make his brother ten years younger.
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"Nothing is jeopardizing Valdi's position here. What he lacks in money or experience he makes up for in skill and brains. It won't be too hard to teach him what he doesn't know."
The merchant came and sat down at the table, regarding the other man with a serious stare.
"The only problem I see is that he won't be too happy to leave his brother behind on the streets. What will you do then?"
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A small frown marred his features at Wilm's question, though. What did he think Sindre was gonna do? Join the clergy?
"I'll visit him when we can spare the time," he responded after a minute's thought. "And he knows how to find me if he needs me. So we'll do the best we can with the circumstances, as we always do."
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"You know Valdi better then I do. You know he won't consent to a change in lifestyle if it means you're still on the streets scrounging for your next meal."
He leaned forward slightly in his chair, his hands resting on the table as he looked the other man in the eye.
"Which is why I wanted to talk to you before you talked to him about this. I have a proposition for you."
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"It ain't like I have a choice," he informed Wilm. "I accepted long ago there's just about no way for me to go straight and stay in the city. An' Valdi might not be happy with me, but he'll take the chance to get out. If only 'cause I worked to get it for him."
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"Actually, a chance is what I wanted to talk to you about. I want you to work for me as well."
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He held up a hand to stop the other man from speaking.
"And no, it has nothing to do with charity. I need someone who can think like a thief to protect my assets. Being one of the best, you can do that. Plus, having you near means Valdi's performance won't suffer for worrying about you."
And I won't worry about you. he thought but didn't say. Over the years he had grown fond of the two young thieves, and he would be glad if both of them were off the streets.
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