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[leonheartedly]

[he makes a face]

What is it that you get out of this, out of curiosity?

[misdeerection]

What -I- want is your help. Think of it like... an employee of sorts. [ rolls his wrist. ] It's not like I can do everything myself around here and my minions are only so helpful. But I realize labor isn't free, so is there anything you'd like in return?

[leonheartedly]

All right, so you get an employee. To do what, exactly?

There's nothing I want that you can give me, unfortunately.

[misdeerection]

To run errands with me. To not stab me in the back. You know, the usual things employees do.

Not a thing? Pity.

[leonheartedly]

What kind of errands? Wouldn't it be easier to just find allies instead of employees?

Not a thing. I'm a simple guy.

[misdeerection]

Hmmmm. I guess there's not much of a difference.

And I plan to go talk to a guy Red referred me to. Nothing more nothing less.

[ hums, thinking. ] Fine. Allies. [ he holds his hand out to him, similar to when they made a deal in the game. ] You become my ally for my little trip to meet a potential business partner and in the process you keep an eye out for me.

[leonheartedly]

[he tilts his head, eyeing his hand]

And you'll watch my back in return?

[misdeerection]

Of course. That's what allies do, is it not.

[leonheartedly]

[he dips his head a bit]

Exactly.

I don't want to shake on it in case something happens, since when one thing happens here thirty other things follow - but I'll go with you if I can.

[misdeerection]

I'm afraid that if you don't shake on it, then the first thing I'm going to do is throw you to the wolves. [ he will need a sacrifice after all, so why not make it leon. ] If you'd rather not come that's one thing. But if you do, then I really must know that you're not going to screw me over in any which way.

[leonheartedly]

[he huffs a bit]

Wow, you really know how to sell a guy on something.

Do I seem like the type to screw anyone over?

[misdeerection]

I'm just being honest.

I don't know you that well, Tyr.

And can you really ever trust anybody? ...no.

[leonheartedly]

[he looks a little thoughtful, head tilting . . . ]

Fair enough. Trust isn't something that should be given freely, it should be earned.

So how about this: [he offers his hand] You have my back, I'll have yours. No screwing each other over, period.

I'm willing to shake on that.

[misdeerection]

Fair enough my good man. [ he takes his hand and gives it a good shake. ] You've got yourself a deal.

[leonheartedly]

[he nods, shaking firmly]

Let me know when you decide when you're doing it so I can prepare.

[misdeerection]

In the next couple of days. I haven't picked one yet, because I need to rally the others, but Red has given me some information that I use to call one of his... friends.

[leonheartedly]

One of his "friends".

[he nods a little] Thistle is holding a fight club on [WHATEVER DAY IT ENDS UP BEING], so as long as it isn't then, I'm good.

[misdeerection]

mHmm.

Excellent! [ tilts his head. ] A fight club? Sound brutish. I hope you all have fun.

[leonheartedly]

You're welcome to come watch or participate if you want.

[misdeerection]

Not my thing. I may come watch though. Maybe I'll get lucky and get a stray limb from one of the quarrels.

[leonheartedly]

. . . there's a no maiming rule, but there'll be food.

[misdeerection]

[ but the limb was going to be his food. ] Perhaps I'll stop in then.