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30.Jun.12, 10:33 PM
J’ver was a smug bastard as he waltzed into the living quarters of the usually private rider though his look turned to disgust as he eyed toys here and there and the general condition of the room. The man lacked in any sense of style! However, that wasn’t the point of the visit and it would only serve as a distraction if he lingered any longer on their surroundings. Turning back to face B’jin, J’ver was a bit startled to see the man doing his best at looking fierce and intimidating. It worked well enough for the moment it caught J’ver off guard but that was quickly replaced by irritation at how little he seemed to affect B’jin. What did anyone see in this man! Such a cold individual that thought he was so much better than everyone else because he was D’ren’s pet greenrider. Despicable!
Keeping his composure was a key factor to this meeting and J’ver let B’jin’s attempts at being an aggressor go by without any further ado. After all, he dealt with S’kef on a daily basis and that was a man that knew how to be an intimidating aggressor by simply asking for another drink. So J’ver simply shrugged and waited several moments before answering, opting to glance around the hut again in the hopes of annoying B’jin. Finally, he gave an answer with his gaze returning to his fellow greenrider. “Your assistance, of course. You seem to be rather good at sneaking around and being where you shouldn’t be.” Again he didn’t flat out say what he knew about B’jin’s trip North, just hinting enough to keep the man on his toes and wondering how much was truly known. Not that it mattered; knowing the jovial rider had broken a rule and gone North for any reason was enough to get him grounded for months and possibly even under house arrest. Unless, of course, D’ren was in a bad mood and went with another outlandish amount of lashings again.
Now that he was settling back into his groove of blackmailing someone, J’ver was relaxing and the thrill of the experience was rising. He boldly invited himself further into the hut to sit on the couch, crossing his legs and sitting primly as if he were the actual owner of the home, welcoming B’jin as the guest. “Please, sit. Business deals always run more smoothly when both are comfortable.” A slow, arrogant smile lifted his lips. “But you will likely deny such an offer so let’s get into it. You help me gather some information on a few people and I’ll make sure dear D’ren learns nothing of your extracurricular activities.”
Keeping his composure was a key factor to this meeting and J’ver let B’jin’s attempts at being an aggressor go by without any further ado. After all, he dealt with S’kef on a daily basis and that was a man that knew how to be an intimidating aggressor by simply asking for another drink. So J’ver simply shrugged and waited several moments before answering, opting to glance around the hut again in the hopes of annoying B’jin. Finally, he gave an answer with his gaze returning to his fellow greenrider. “Your assistance, of course. You seem to be rather good at sneaking around and being where you shouldn’t be.” Again he didn’t flat out say what he knew about B’jin’s trip North, just hinting enough to keep the man on his toes and wondering how much was truly known. Not that it mattered; knowing the jovial rider had broken a rule and gone North for any reason was enough to get him grounded for months and possibly even under house arrest. Unless, of course, D’ren was in a bad mood and went with another outlandish amount of lashings again.
Now that he was settling back into his groove of blackmailing someone, J’ver was relaxing and the thrill of the experience was rising. He boldly invited himself further into the hut to sit on the couch, crossing his legs and sitting primly as if he were the actual owner of the home, welcoming B’jin as the guest. “Please, sit. Business deals always run more smoothly when both are comfortable.” A slow, arrogant smile lifted his lips. “But you will likely deny such an offer so let’s get into it. You help me gather some information on a few people and I’ll make sure dear D’ren learns nothing of your extracurricular activities.”
