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Post by Icarus on Jan 7, 2008 21:31:07 GMT -5
*Icarus had raised his cup to his lips, snorting faintly into it at the word.*
"Oh yes. That's it I'm sure. I thought you had it all worked out. Pay them for their time and be done with it. What's the problem? Seriously. I thought we were here to talk business."
*He gave a playful arch of his brow as he sipped his coffee.*
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Post by Thatcher on Jan 7, 2008 21:34:22 GMT -5
"As far as business transactions go, you'll provide a service for me and I shall compensate you lavisly for it. As to the particulars or my motives, you'll find that they are not, in any way, your business."
*His manner was deadly calm as he set his cup down without a sound.*
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Post by Icarus on Jan 7, 2008 21:37:39 GMT -5
*Icarus's face sobered and he stared hard at Thatcher. This was unexpected.*
"You're serious."
*He set down the cup.*
"A girl?"
*It made him throw up a little in his mouth his stomach turn.*
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Post by Thatcher on Jan 7, 2008 21:45:08 GMT -5
"A woman, and as I have said, none of your business."
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Post by Icarus on Jan 7, 2008 21:46:15 GMT -5
*Icarus lifted his hands defensively before lacing his fingers and setting them back on the table.*
"All right. So what is it that I can do for you then?"
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Post by Thatcher on Jan 7, 2008 21:48:37 GMT -5
"Grant her immortality."
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Post by Icarus on Jan 7, 2008 21:53:06 GMT -5
*Icarus was quiet. He sat back, his unblinking gaze hard on Thatcher. He licked his lips, his voice lower.*
"Why don't you just duplicate the feat that granted it to you?"
*He traced the rim of his cup lightly.*
"I know you wouldn't ask it for another before yourself."
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Post by Thatcher on Jan 7, 2008 21:54:39 GMT -5
*Thatcher grinned.*
"The first time around was...exquisite. I escaped with my life made immortal by the skin of my teeth. I doubt the lady would be quite so lucky."
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Post by Icarus on Jan 7, 2008 21:57:36 GMT -5
*Icarus nodded subtly, as if he had already assumed something of the like. He tilted his head slightly.*
"You know how difficult it will be then, that it might entail things that...you'll find unsavory."
*He pursed his lips before lifting the cup to them.*
"What are you bartering in these days?"
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Post by Thatcher on Jan 7, 2008 21:58:51 GMT -5
"What are you after? Whatever you desire I'm certain I can scrounge something up."
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Post by Icarus on Jan 7, 2008 22:01:49 GMT -5
*A smile peeked in the corner of Icarus's mouth.*
"Well...I'm still settling in. It's hard to tell what I'll need just yet. But..."
*He shrugged slightly.*
"If you want it done in the near future...I'll do it on credit. I know that you're good for it."
Otherwise it'll be revoked.
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Post by Thatcher on Jan 7, 2008 22:06:14 GMT -5
"Of course. As soon as possible. Accidents do happen, after all...and I have many enemies."
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Post by Icarus on Jan 7, 2008 22:08:49 GMT -5
"Of course."
*Icarus nodded, staring at his coffee.*
"You understand...I'll need to see her. I mean...alone."
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Post by Thatcher on Jan 7, 2008 22:13:44 GMT -5
*Thatcher's eyes narrowed but he nodded slowly.*
"Would it suit you to accompany me back to her residence now, or do you need to prepare?"
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Post by Icarus on Jan 7, 2008 22:17:27 GMT -5
*Icarus shook his head.*
"Give me half a day. I could meet you later this evening. Where would be best for you?"
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