Pirates and Thieves

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Character(s): Reddas, Flynn Rider
Content: Explorers meet and have a war of the words.
Setting: Clan Centurio Headquarters [I8]
Time: Week 31, morning
Warnings: Verbiage and smolder.

He pushed open the tremendous doors to the unmarked building. He came into the foyer as the morning sunlight came through the tremendous windows. For some reason, Reddas,

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"Hey, hey, chill." Flynn raised both his hands to show they were empty, the item he'd just picked up sliding deftly into a pouch on his belt as the motion was made, the action easily missed by all eyes but those trained specifically to watch for pickpockets...and even those eyes might not catch it either.

"No need to get all irrational and draw your sword on me here, I'm just a regular guy, looking around." He put on one of his most innocent faces, the sort of "caught in a bad situation but totally not red-handed" one that never quite worked on Rapunzel but always seemed to fool everyone else.

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He looked across to see Flynn Rider standing before him. The robber's playful eyebrows arched in worry, leaving Reddas little choice than to withdraw his hostile inquisition. "Normalcy does not constitute innocence, but I will yet spare you of an otherwise hasty sentence," he offered as he replaced the sword in its scabbard.

"Justa Regularguy, is it? Or dost thou possess a more typical title?" he asked with a bit of humor in his voice, rare to be found. He could tell that this character had just come across could use a spark of hope in an otherwise dim setting.

[brokemysmoulder]

Unfortunately, Flynn had no idea just what it was he'd pocketed, so he would have to find out later.

"The name's Flynn Rider," he answered, relaxing a bit now that there wasn't a sword pointed at him anymore. "What about you?" He made something of a show of looking around the place3 and admiring the architecture.

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"Flynn Rider. You seem all too familiar to me. Have you knowledge of one named Balthier? Methinks you would become fast friends," he said, before adding, "Thick as thieves, one would say."

He continued looking at the intricacies of the Clan Centurio, amazed by the familiarity of its architecture. "I am Reddas, ruler of the Balfonheim Port, and former Judge Magister for the Archadian Empire. Little it matters now, it would seem."

[brokemysmoulder]

"Yeah, can't say any of those ring a bell. As for that Balthier guy I met him and Fran a few weeks ago. Nice guys. Though the rabbit ears kind of throw you off at first."

The "thick as theives" comment was being purposefully ignored. Much as it might be true, Flynn would rather the guy at least have some proof first.