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 Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 11:51 pm
Amarus toyed with the red teardrop=shaped crystal at her throat. "No, they are not on the market, not particularly. Not unless they are samples I have been testing, personally, or samples I have given to you." It was true, she didn't exactly give it out except if she was testing the strength of each dosage.
"I assume I can. I just need to ... I have found someone who is an expert in the subject." Na'ima, the toxins expert. She was thrilled by the notion of using Na'ima's expertise to enhance her own ability.
Amarus knew that together, Enzo and she could do amazing, criminal things. They just needed the boost. And she certainly needed his marketing skills.
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 12:17 am
"An expert, huh? Here at school?" his Torterror had woken from their talking, slipping from the end of the bed to flop against his leg, and he hefted the sleepy little Grunt up onto his lap to give it a few strokes, the smile on his face widening a moment before frowning again.
Another person involved. Would they expect a cut? Again, it would raise the prices. "What's their name, their angle?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 12:23 am
Amarus' eyes glinted, from mirror's surface to blade's edge in a second: their silver surface shone in an unyielding way. "Yes. Here at school. Perhaps I will introduce the two of you, at some juncture in time, when we are not busy experimenting."
Amarus was fond of Enzo, and she was also fond of Na'ima, in different ways. Na'ima was valuable to her; she was extremely skilled, and Amarus needed that. She needed what Na'ima could offer.
It was actually kind of adorable to watch Enzo stroke the torterror, and she turned her face away, trying not to think of how Jin had gone missing in the attack on her room a little while ago.
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 12:44 am
He pushed the brim up on his hat, mouth twisted in an excited grin. And just like that, they had a lab team. "And what's this 'Na'ima's stance on compensation for services?" He ventured, though the smile faded quickly into a freckled scowl. "It'll be a lotta' legwork on my end. Was thinkin' sixty/fourty, you pay your lackies on your own dime."
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 12:53 am
"Na'ima is certainly far from my underling. I appreciate her, and her contribution," Amarus tried to explain, tilting her head upwards, bells ringing. She was regarding the ceiling with a faintly skeptical look. She also realized she was suddenly very tired-- finally. She shut her eyes, and tilted faintly to the side before straightening again.
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 12:57 am
"Then you figure out what to pay her. So we got a deal, then?" Enzo stopped petting his torterror to offer his hand out with a gleam in his eye and a smirk on his lips.
Suddenly a rat leaped up his pantleg, disturbing the minipet in his lap before chittering frantically. Enzo glanced at the door, brows narrowed as he gave a sudden short whistle. The Boss immediately snapped to attention with a startled thrum of his strings before taking Enzo's unspoken queue to head toward the door.
His eyes returned to Amarus, his hand still extended.
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 1:02 am
Amarus shrugged one pale shoulder. "'Till death do us part," she agreed; she didn't much care for profit, anyway.
She was just one of those ones out to see the world burn, and she'd long since forgotten why she started doing all of this in the first place.
Amarus couldn't even vaguely recall that the whole reason she'd learned this technique was to help someone. Someone long gone. She reached out a hand to shake Enzo's, indifferent to their deal. So long as she didn't have to handle the money side of things, she could care less.
But ... what was up with The Boss? She still admired the sound of it, regardless, and was thoroughly curious. "What is... happening, Enzo?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 1:09 am
"Apparently, we got company," He pulled the brim down again as he swayed to his feet, spilling Torterror and rat alike as several other of the oily rodents managed to swing the door open to reveal a startled looking gnome.
His beard bristled as he gave a squeak, turning sharply to try to run for it, but The Boss was already on him, strings stretching in a horrible discord as the upright bass' teeth latched onto gnome foot and dragged him inside.
"I HEARD NOFFIN! SAW NOFFIN! JUST SWEEPING THE HALLS!" He babbled, but was quickly gagged as Enzo snapped his fingers and a rat thrust itself into the man's mouth with a disdainful squeak.
"And no one saw you, bub. Say, you look like a fella' that could use a good hard drink."
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 1:13 am
Amarus clasped her hands in front of her, and paused for a moment. Her face was completely blank as she walked towards the gnome and placed a hand on its shoulder. "Don't you feel thirsty?" she asked, her normally dormant aura flaring to life, casting a pale light across her skin. It flickered like light might illuminate water in ripples, the purple-pink hue etched across her skin. Her eyes reflected it.
She looked over at Enzo. "Did you have something in mind?" she asked, fairly certain it involved the definitely-toxic substance in the bathroom. Her hand clasped on the gnome's shoulder meant that not only was her passive aura exuding its disarming effect, but a direct link to the creature would strengthen it.
Not only should the gnome want to obey, it might even want to never leave Enzo's side. Well, so long as Amarus was there, anyway.
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 1:20 am
"I got this, toots," Enzo smirked, watching her carefully as she teased their interloper. "Then it's probably best we all get some sleep." If ghosts needed to sleep. He wasn't sure how he'd ever retire again, with all these interesting developments dancing through his skull.
The way the gnome became puddy in her hands... he could kiss her.
Instead, he fished out the key to the bathroom again, before motioning for The Boss to follow.
He had a lot to plan. And a Radio Broadcast to do in the morning before class- if he bothered to attend.
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 5:07 pm
Amarus squeezed the gnome's shoulder, and nodded her head at Enzo. She did, in fact, need to sleep. Fighting sleep was unnatural to her. She wasn't sure about all ghosts, honestly, but she definitely needed to sleep. "I would, in fact, like to finally sleep," she admitted. Her voice was still unusually soft; a trick of her subspecies.
"I will leave you to business, then, and we can meet up again another day, or ah, night," she said, nodding her head in a throwback to a bow. As she turned to leave, she turned back, and smiled at him.
There was something very appealing about the darker side of Amityville, and Amarus was regrettably happy to be an accomplice.
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 5:56 pm
Enzo gave her a grin and a wink as he opened the bathroom door for The Boss to dispose of their eavesdropper and slammed it shut behind him again, without turning on the light. "Any time, toots any time."
This was just the beginning, and it would be a wonder if he could get himself back to sleep after all of this. Thankfully, he still had some of her cupcakes to help, but his mind was already churning.
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