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 Posted: Mon Feb 29, 2016 7:11 pm
The mini mare shrugged in what she hoped was a nonchalant fashion, "Well, I suppose there are lots of things. You could get into tight spaces, be around people without them noticing you...I mean," she added another well time shrug for emphasis that no, she did not have any nefarious plans or intentions for collaborating with this stallion. Nope, none at all, not her. "Just think about the possibilities. And besides, it's not like you have to do everything by yourself or with your little lion friend. When you work with others, you might just be surprised with what you can accomplish. It's a lesson I've recently learned for myself," she added to give it just the right flavor of personal touch. Her mind was already racing considering all the things they could achieve together. Even with just adding another big cat to the team...so many possibilities. She cringed as she watched Shydyl toss the butterfly lion once more. Well, there would be plenty of possibilities once the little lion learned how to better handle herself. She hoped.
Barnabas might have worn a mask himself, but he was fair at reading others and his ears perked up with the mare's conversation. Not because of what she was supposedly offering him, although that in itself was not entirely clear, but because of the rather deliberate pulls and punches she was adding to her speech. All and effort to affect his mind and heart strings. Poor mare didn't realize she was barking up the wrong tree, so to speak. He wore a mask not so much to cover his emotions but to keep them from the world, or at least from appearing on his face in too much abundance. For some strange reason those he encountered in his travels found it quite disconcerting that his expressions where somewhat limited. No matter, the important thing for the moment was learning more about what the mare was offering. It must have been of some significance for her to try and so subtly, although ultimate futility, attempt to convince him like this.
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Posted: Mon Feb 29, 2016 7:17 pm
Taking his silence as at best an invitation, at worst interest, Viatyl continued, "My friend and I, we have a type of partnership. The type that often ends with us gaining wealth whose those around us somehow are parted with it, if you follow what I mean. I suppose what I mean is, since we met I've been thinking about your rather unique abilities and how they could have certain benefits. Maybe in seeing what others don't want you to see or even in being in small, secure places with things of great value. Things that could then disappear from those places, if you follow," she paused and glanced up at him. "You are following, aren't you?"
"What you are proposing seems something less than legal or fair," Barnabas commented quietly. "Don't you ever worry that you're going to get caught?"A quick glance at the mare's countenance revealed that she didn't think such as thing was possible. Maybe for her it wasn't. She seemed pretty quick on her feet and with that bobcat for muscle he could see her easily managing such an operation as she suggested. However there was that little sticking point. "These things you suggest, they seem to be at great risk to myself," he noted dryly.
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