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13.Oct.18, 12:16 AM
D’hys smirked as F’drel silently walked by and entered his home, allowing him to follow. He wasn’t a talkative man and that was usually appreciated since he wasn’t there for stimulating conversations. Usually. Today he was going to add in a conversation that might lead to future ones, though they would likely still be short and sweet before or after the fun sex the greenrider was good for.
Sex, it seemed the man was ready for as D’hys came in and looked F’drel over as he gave his usual expression of greeting. With a grin, he removed his boots –they’d be coming off in a bit anyway, might as well follow F’drel’s obsession with removing footwear as soon as he entered the room. “So eager today, F’drel. I like it and will take you up on that offer soon, but it’s not my sole purpose for visiting today.” He walked further into the weyr, going to a chair and making himself comfortable. He wasn’t sure if F’drel would join him or not as he seemed a bit wired at the moment and standing or pacing might be preferred. It didn’t matter to D’hys, so long as he was listened to.
“I have a proposition for you and I think you will like it.” He crossed his leg, ankle to knee and leaned an elbow on the arm of the chair, head resting in his hand. He was relaxed and confident that F’drel would indeed like it. Well, he’d like what he got out of it but there would no doubt be some issue with what was asked of him and D’hys expected some bartering on that end.
“As a greenrider, and given your upbringing, you’re used to staying out of the way and being overlooked, correct?” Of course he was; every greenrider learned to keep his head down and didn’t want much attention drawn to them lest they be the meal of the day by a bored dragonrider stationed above them. “I find that to be a valuable skill as it has advantages of people forgetting you’re around and speaking about things that shouldn’t be overheard.” Really, some people were lacking in the intelligence department.
“I specialise in information and offer it to those that might be interested in it,” for a price, naturally. Whether the information he found out benefited him directly or indirectly, D’hys knew when and how to play it and who would want it the most. It was why R’nya still kept him close, knowing he had ways of finding out the truth in delicate matters or helping someone come around to the Weyrleader’s way of thinking without directly tying R’nya to the action.
“And I hope you’d be willing to pass along anything interesting you might hear.” Now to wait for the questions and suspicions.
Sex, it seemed the man was ready for as D’hys came in and looked F’drel over as he gave his usual expression of greeting. With a grin, he removed his boots –they’d be coming off in a bit anyway, might as well follow F’drel’s obsession with removing footwear as soon as he entered the room. “So eager today, F’drel. I like it and will take you up on that offer soon, but it’s not my sole purpose for visiting today.” He walked further into the weyr, going to a chair and making himself comfortable. He wasn’t sure if F’drel would join him or not as he seemed a bit wired at the moment and standing or pacing might be preferred. It didn’t matter to D’hys, so long as he was listened to.
“I have a proposition for you and I think you will like it.” He crossed his leg, ankle to knee and leaned an elbow on the arm of the chair, head resting in his hand. He was relaxed and confident that F’drel would indeed like it. Well, he’d like what he got out of it but there would no doubt be some issue with what was asked of him and D’hys expected some bartering on that end.
“As a greenrider, and given your upbringing, you’re used to staying out of the way and being overlooked, correct?” Of course he was; every greenrider learned to keep his head down and didn’t want much attention drawn to them lest they be the meal of the day by a bored dragonrider stationed above them. “I find that to be a valuable skill as it has advantages of people forgetting you’re around and speaking about things that shouldn’t be overheard.” Really, some people were lacking in the intelligence department.
“I specialise in information and offer it to those that might be interested in it,” for a price, naturally. Whether the information he found out benefited him directly or indirectly, D’hys knew when and how to play it and who would want it the most. It was why R’nya still kept him close, knowing he had ways of finding out the truth in delicate matters or helping someone come around to the Weyrleader’s way of thinking without directly tying R’nya to the action.
“And I hope you’d be willing to pass along anything interesting you might hear.” Now to wait for the questions and suspicions.
