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creaoi_ang_cor in rowantree_logs

Here goes something

Aug 13, 2009 12:03

Who: Cris and Quinn
What: Business dealings, what else?
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: Back room of a demon bar

( If he'd been a less optimistic man, he would have thought this was all going too well. )

npc: quinn, cris gainfly

Comments 12

creaoi_ang_cor August 13 2009, 19:35:16 UTC

Cris nodded slowly. He still had only limited knowledge of the value of a dremlin, but based on what he and Barney had discussed, that seemed more than fair enough.

"How soon would it all be available?" He was in no rush- alright, so he was excited about getting things started, but he wouldn't say he was rushed. And he did want to know the time frame he was working with.

wait_for_dawn August 13 2009, 19:41:54 UTC

If the orders were placed immediately...

"Ten days," said Quinn. The reality would probably be more like a week, but it didn't hurt to overestimate, in this case. He wasn't entire sure how long some of this equipment might take to make.

creaoi_ang_cor August 13 2009, 19:54:57 UTC

Another nod, and Cris spread his hands. "Then it appears we're in business." Quinn's manner aside, it seemed this too was turning out to be an exceptionally simple process.

There was only one more matter before Cris considered himself done here. He drew another piece of paper in his pocket and unfolded it before passing it over. "This is where I'll be setting up," he said. It was a small map, simple but detailed, showing a couple of notable landmarks with his building in the center. In any case, the building Cris would be using was rather large, which should have made it easy to find.

wait_for_dawn August 13 2009, 20:06:21 UTC

Quinn studied the map, and gave a short nod. "I'll send word when the shipments arrive." His voice was smooth, calm, and - well, and a hint distracted. "As one of the travelers, you have a journal?"

creaoi_ang_cor August 13 2009, 20:12:24 UTC

Cris was almost surprised at the question- his eyebrows were on their way up- until he remembered that he hadn't exactly been secretive about his identity after the demons had settled in. Even if he'd tried to be, word might have got around anyway.

Maybe what surprised him more was the fact that Quinn had paid enough attention to remember his name and connect it with the travelers. But perhaps Quinn saw it as part of his job to know things.

"Yes," Cris answered simply. "I do."