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#41
Posted 26 September 2013 - 12:39 PM
#42
Posted 26 September 2013 - 07:57 PM
"Yes, Valerre, I'm new and would like to know how to help with some discreet plans. You know what plans I mean, so don't ask what. Our faithful leader isn't doing such a great job and I want to help," Wilor bluntly stated. He couldn't be too obvious or others near them would hear of the rebellion, but he wasn't going to sit around and banter all night.
He hasn't mentioned anything about my iron-burning. Does that mean he's not a Seeker or that he's just discreet and isn't going to ask?
#43
Posted 27 September 2013 - 03:22 PM
Valerre did not actually think the man was a spy. For starters, he did not seem to be nearly smart enough to be a spy. Valerre supposed the blunt and dim thing could be an act meant to gain his trust, but it all seemed rather clumsy in execution. Well, he thought, As a well-behaved rebel, I suppose I had best make certain he is not up to no good before inducting him into the ranks.
"I do apologize if I am not living up to your expectations," he continued, "Unlike you two, I fear I may be dumber than I look."
#44
Posted 27 September 2013 - 06:44 PM
"You don't have to be smart to know how to keep secrets." She said, arching her eyebrow and rolling her eyes.
#45
Posted 27 September 2013 - 06:57 PM
"I'm sick of secrets. That's all the nobles do and no skaa shares anything of importance, they keep everything to themselves. You two are some of the most honest people I've met in my life. I know you're both still not sharing everything and neither am I but I'm not going to dodge the truth forever. Valerre, are you sure this bar is a good place to discuss these things?" Wilor was fed up with dodging answers. His own father, brother and just about everyone he met at balls did just that.
#46
Posted 27 September 2013 - 07:03 PM
Edited by MozytheHealer, 27 September 2013 - 07:03 PM.
#47
Posted 28 September 2013 - 02:55 AM
#48
Posted 28 September 2013 - 12:12 PM
Although, they weren't really playing nice, were they? Not with Valerre anyways, and not with each other either. Now that's interesting, he thought. It would seem, from 'Bread-man's' comment, and grumpy skaa boy's reaction, that 'Bread-man' was really a noble. It made sense, Valerre supposed. He was easy with his money, and the mask was far too eccentric for any skaa to wear.
Slowly, as he spoke, Valerre burned zinc again and focused on his frustration with both of them, seeking to bring out a similar state in them as well. They already seemed to be getting frustrated with each other, so as long as he fanned the flames slowly, it should be difficult for them to notice him. Maybe, if he was careful, they would start fighting or something.
"My dear fellow, a place with drink is the best place to discuss anything. There is drink there. As for how interesting you are, I really can't say. I've only just met you after all, and we've already established may painful lack of perception." Valerre sighed out loud, dramatically. "But, I can see your grumpy companion's temper has infected you as well. It seems to me that you to would be better off heading to bed than out for a wondrous night of adventure on the town. I don't think either of you would be any fun at all."
Valerre began to stretch languidly, both to show his boredom and to get ready in case he needed to make a quick escape. "But, before you go, you want those precious answers you seem certain I have, even though I have given you little cause to come to that assumption," Valerre started, keeping his tone easy and light, but letting a bit of his inner darkness creep into the undertones of his voice. "For all you know, this is part of a clever trap to rob you both, and I've merely been stalling while my comrades surround you." Valerre straitened, a bright smile on his face. "Of course, that would be preposterous. I am far too silly to be a bandit you see."
"But 'Bread-man' wants his answers, so I suppose I must oblige. Although . . ." Valerre widened his eyes in mock surprise, as he continued to burn zinc, "Really, I have no obligation to tell you anything at all, when you, oh hater of secrets, have failed to tell me anything about yourself."
Vallere turned his head to the side, easing a slight crick out of his neck. "I would prefer, of course, to hear all about your undoubtedly boring life over a strong glass of something that would make me forget ever speaking with either of you. However, I am an accommodating man, so I suppose it could be just as easy to chat here."
#49
Posted 28 September 2013 - 01:43 PM
"Here it is then," Wilor decided, not observing anyone in the area. He stopped abruptly, wanting to stay somewhere he knew there was no one else. He gently Pulled on Valerre's belt buckle, causing him to slow down and stop as well. "You help me, I'll show you who I am."
Wilor was ready for answers and, if Valerre and the rebellion were willing to let him help, he would reveal himself and his Allomantic ability. If they help me, I owe them something.
Edited by Mailliw73, 28 September 2013 - 01:44 PM.
#50
Posted 28 September 2013 - 05:43 PM
On the other hand, the amount of emotion she felt about this conversation scared Delve. She wanted to know why. Maybe she'd be able to find out if she stayed. It was a hard decision, so she stayed. She kept a close eye on both of them and kept a hand on her knife. It would be so easy to rob the noble right now. He was so preoccupied and all she'd have to do was knife him. She doubted Valerre would mind. Death and betrayal was normal in the underground. She didn't enjoying killing people when there was company. It was tempting. It would be one less noble, and though that wasn't much, she'd get money out of it, and a nice set of clothes.
Having weighed her options, she decided that the minute Valerre was gone and bread-man was relaxed, she could knife him. That way the only set of clothes she'd be ruining was already stained. Even if she didn't want to keep the noble suit, she could sell it.
#51
Posted 01 October 2013 - 12:17 PM
"Well now," he said, his tone confident and untroubled. Again, he let a little bit of darkness creep into his voice, tinging it with danger. "Someone just got interesting."
Valerre smiled, and advanced slowly towards the duo. "I'd be careful though, about making demands like that. They might lead a man to think you are desperate. And desperate people are far too easy to take advantage of." Valerre stared right into 'Bread-man's' eyes, hoping to force his point home. "Let me break it down for you, 'Bread-man'. You want information so badly, try taking a leap of faith. If you realize what you are asking me, you'll know what kind of risk it represents. Let's see you take a risk. Take of the mask, tell me your name, then maybe we can see if I have anything useful in this useless head of mine."
#52
Posted 01 October 2013 - 05:01 PM
"Done and done. On one condition, your word doesn't mean anything to me, but I give you my word that if you don't tell me anything or betray me, I will kill you and I know where your base is. Trust me, I can make it there faster than you can. Devin, if your knife moves at all, I will Pull it and gut you with it. Sorry to be brutal, but that's how this world is. I hope I don't have to make good on my promises," Wilor wasn't taking any chances. He would kill them if they moved for him.
"You accept my conditions? Here goes," Wilor removed his mask, keeping his iron burning and watching the lines leading to Devin and Valerre. "My name is Wilor Zerrung."
Edited by Mailliw73, 01 October 2013 - 05:01 PM.
#53
Posted 01 October 2013 - 08:26 PM
Luckily, he had underestimated her on more than one point. There were more ways to kill a man than stabbing him, they were just messier. She didn't like them. But that didn't matter right now. She would have plenty of time to plan. Now she just needed to decide what to do with the fact that a member of House Zerrung was a rebel. She could probably sell it, if she wanted to. "House Zerrung? I have to admit, you've successfully surprised me, bread-man. I was expecting you to be from one that was...stronger." She said with a small sneer in her voice.
#54
Posted 01 October 2013 - 10:51 PM
He wasn't of course, technically qualified to give away anything about the rebellion, and if this man was an allomancer of the physical variety, Valerre was not certain of his ability to escape him, especially while wearing metal. A pull meant he was a lurcher, or a mistborn. Valerre hoped it was the former option, because if he had led a full mistborn to the brothel, he wasn't the only one who would be in big trouble. While the rebellion had a mistborn of its own, said mistborn was likely busy sabotaging one great house or another at the moment, and likely couldn't be troubled to save Valerre.
"A noble eh?" Valerre said, trying his best to remain nonchalant. "What has you griping against our benevolent God-King, hmmm? Was your silver spoon a few sizes too small?" Valerre held up his hands, showing he meant no trouble. "I would also appreciate it if you weren't so quick to assume I accept your conditions before binding me to an agreement which might end with me dead."
#55
Posted 01 October 2013 - 11:15 PM
"So, how about it Valerre? Are you going to tell me about the rebellion? I'll let you decide to agree or not on the next agreement."
#56
Posted 01 October 2013 - 11:21 PM
#57
Posted 02 October 2013 - 12:20 AM
Looking down, Valerre continued speaking, this time in a lower voice. "If you are looking for heroics and fairy tale ideals, I'd stick to the story books. All you are going to find with a bunch of rebels is more of the same." Valerre laughed, but this time, it was a hollow sound, devoid of any mirth. "The sad thing is, you still have nothing but your own misguided assumptions that I have anything to do with your stupid rebellion. For all you know, I'm just a common whore from the brothel, looking for work."
#58
Posted 02 October 2013 - 01:24 AM
"I doubt every skaa is the same as every noble. If they were, they wouldn't have any differences. Even if that's true and they all are awful, they should at least be equal," Wilor sensed the sadness in Valerre's voice. Wilor tapped his knives three times. "I highly doubt you are a common whore. You have much too nice of clothes and Allomancers don't tend to take those kinds of jobs. They're in too high of demand." Wilor hoped to throw Valerre off with his assumption that Valerre was an Allomancer.
Edited by Mailliw73, 02 October 2013 - 02:30 PM.
#59
Posted 02 October 2013 - 01:49 PM
For the first time since their first encounter, Valerre was beginning to wonder if he had gotten in way over his head.
"So I get it, you're a nice noble, but what does that mean to me? I'll bet the ministry has got all kinds of 'nice nobles' just waiting to be my friend. How do I know you aren't one of them?"
#60
Posted 02 October 2013 - 02:38 PM
"I showed you my face and name. I gave you my trust," and a threat. Wilor replied. "You've got to be able to help me, or, if you're not high enough up to reveal secrets, have a friend that will help me. If I was a Ministry lapdog, I already know your hideout and Allomantic ability, why wouldn't I kill you right now? I could go report you to the Ministry now though, if you decide not to help me."
We're an option, too. Wilor's knives responded. Always.
Edited by Mailliw73, 02 October 2013 - 02:38 PM.
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