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A bright day couldn't even mask the eerie that lurk through the dark lands of Phobos. The market started to get a little lively with..the usual antics of selling, stealing, swearing and what ever one could imagine the savage lands to be involved in.

"Lovely day isn't it?" he would comment to the woman following him. His golden eye scanning around for the reason he was out here to begin with. Despite their attempts to blend in with the commoners, his characteristic eye color usually arose whispers among the ones watching, not to mention the leash he had around his female companion that he was tugging on everytime she lagged behind a little. Now a man like him should be knowing that a leash would bring about more attention than one would expect, his excuse- he just felt like it. "Curious... I was told it would be easier finding our man... But I can't seem to tell his presence.." he stated, looking around.

The duo were looking for a man who had caught the Duke's attention. As much as it wasn't easy for anyone to get his attention, specially what they would assume to be a sewer rat from the slums of Phobos, this man seemed to have mentioned something that would be of great value to him.

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Unsure || Duke || ♆ || Where: Marketplace || Ren
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♆ Occ: I thought we could start their interaction on a darker tone e u e;;

It would seem like he might have gotten used to his new assistant by now, how attentive she tried to be, how she tried to keep up with him and not cause any inconvenience to him and to always seem happy about things; he couldn't say he didn't like it, it just didn't make him want to cut her open. Not to mention, if he was the kind of man most were, he would have pounced on the petite woman and done a lot more than just showing her what it was like to be a slave. Not realising that he had been staring at the little doll for quite some time as the thoughts coursed through his head, the male would glance up at a few looking towards them only to cause them to look away. One would know better than to steal something he already claimed. Possessive? A lot more than a spoiled child with his toys.

Shifting his attention back to the small woman, he stopped at his pace and glanced over at her when she spoke. As much as most masters wouldn't keep their slaves updated with information as such, Keiron always saw that as a waste of resources and possible talents. While he wouldn't trust everyone with valuable information, Odette could be an exception in some cases though. "Seeing something less usual would surely rise curiosity, yet this individual isn't our target today. he would state to the woman, rubbing his chin as he thought and looked around, easily towering over her small being. "Master for once doesn't know who we are tracking down, remember the letter Clause brought over yesterday? We are looking for the individual who claimed to have valuable information." he said, glancing back around to look for their target but happened to notice a few men looking over his property. "Odette my dear, how well do you work with a blade?" he asked, watching her closely to see if she understood what he was attempting to imply.

The thought he was conjuring up was starting to give him a kind of chill he couldn't ever get past, a slight smirk playing upon his lips. The thought of his little doll painting their faces, plucking out their prying eyes to the color of her lovely red hair, made a slight snicker escape his lips. But before his little sinister devil could take over and hand the pretty woman a blade to work her magic with, his eye caught the shadow of a male who wasn't too far away. "Well then, I suppose we found who we are looking for." he would say, starting to walk.

The two wouldn't have to worry about chasing him down though, he just seemed to have lead them to a small shop which had little trinkets and small silver jewellery items that seemed like they have been resting on the shelves for quite some time now. The man had his face revealed, old and innocent for someone who wanted to be associated with a man like the Duke, smiling over at the young maiden that the darker male had escorting him. "Welcome, do you see anything you like, pretty little miss?"

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Unsure || Duke || ♆ || Where: Marketplace || Ren
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♆ Occ: Yay~ You're free to add anything if you like v u v

The male would glance back at her before he would continue his walk. He couldn't seem to not notice the men who were looking at her though. Knowing Odette, she probably didn't take mind to it, probably saw them just as some men looking at her like any other. Glancing back so he could listen to her speak, nodding at what she said. He too had seen the latter, obviously since he would let her dissect or skin the dead when he was done with them just to save the trouble of him doing it himself. "Well, I should be glad they saved me the trouble of teaching you." She probably heard the line a few times, each time he learned something new about a skill she knew.

The Duke would notice the lack of weight on the other side of the leash, although he trusted her not to run away. If she did though, he knew of ways to dispose of her and not leave a trace of her very existence. Come to think of it, this would be quite a show to watch. Remaining hidden to where she left him, the male would have his arms behind himself as he watched, a slight smirk playing on his lips. Not bad, the male had surely done a good job with his pick this time. It didn't seem like she needed his help, not to mention watching her spill blood out in the open would quench his minor blood lust.

Taking a deep breath to inhale the iron from the blood in the air, he quickly shook his head to wipe the smirk off his lips to seem oblivious to what had just transpired and it remained to seem so even once she had returned. He would probably bring it up later on but for now, she did seem like she would require a little reward, or maybe a lesson for her to learn not to injure herself.

The man would smile at the unlikely pair, although noticing the blood and the sweet little girl seeming to be bleeding from different places. He looked over to the male in the duo with what seemed like a concerned look and spoke."You don't seem to be bo--" .

"Her well being is none of your concern. If it bothered her, she's free to let me know" the Duke would state, hauling out a black handkerchief from his breast pocket and flicked it to size before handing it to the woman. "Shall we take a look at the matter of interest you've mentioned? he asked the old man before glancing back at the woman, eyeing down the cut and then back at her nose. "Cover the opening of your cut darling, we might be encountering some foreign beings that would infect that cut." he would state to the woman, motioning for her to follow once the older male would start leading them.

The older male lived in a house that was attached to his store, it wasn't anything special, it was quite common for the lot like him to make good use of their limited space. The walls weren't very sturdy, not even close to hygienic with the little mice eating scraps they stole from the kitchen. Although, the two weren't invited to check the hygiene or resolve their pest issue, but that would probably hold the answer to the problem they were going to be coming across soon enough. The old man soon stopped at a small room not too far from the hall, a light spur of coughing echoing through the hall as the taller male would quickly cover his mouth and nose with the sleeve of his shirt and followed him inside. As much as he was used to being around things like these, he didn't wish to be infected. It would slow down his routine and cause quite a lot of inconvenience. Upon approaching the sickly boy who laid on a bed close to a foggy glassed window, they would witness how his body was covered in small red spots of which some seemed to be filled with white fluid.
"My lord, he's been suffering for quite a few days...I've tried all I could to help him...I fear the gods don't wish for him to go on.." he would say in a tone of concern for the boy but he wouldn't dare approach him with bare hands in fear of being infected.

The taller male might have used one hand to cover his mouth and nose, but he seemed drawn enough to the suffering boy that he would move closer with his gloved hands to examine the little sores. He would have the old man get him a quill, using the same paper as he received the other day to add to the notes the he mentioned a small grin starting to tug upon his lips. As much as he was intrigued by the disease he was witnessing, he was much more intrigued by the idea of using it for something much more than an epidemic like the plague an year ago. Ah, the suffering face of the boy seemed rather delightful, would it be as delightful to see the King suffer?

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Unsure || Duke || ♆ || Where: Marketplace || Ren
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♆ Occ: Woohooo Odette~! Sorry for the late reply though!

The ravenette male would glance over at his doll when she would give him details of the thermal view she saw of him and made an audible little sound to indicate he was thinking over it before he made a note of the statements. This in site was going to be useful for his work if he could consider where the disease originated or where it was more prominent. "Anything else that you see?" he questioned, not a sarcastic one, he genuinely wished to know if there was something his keen eye would miss out and she could tell him. Quite a useful little girl, she did deserve a reward after they went back home.

The men would shift their attention to listen to the girl speak of the disease. Now Keiron wouldn't think much of the information in but he couldn't have the old man loose faith in the boy ever living to see the next day, that would even effect the child who could possibly be aware of the people talking around him. He motioned her to shush when she mentioned loosing a good investment, shifting his attention back to the boy. Now, the man didn't want to help the old man as such, what he was doing was out of his own selfish interest like majority of the things he did. Yet, he had to make sure he didn't come off that way if he was going to take the boy to experiment on.
Now, don't mind what the girl said, she merely wishes to relay the information she has for us... I assure you, if you give me the liberty to do everything in my power and seek for a cure." the man would state to the older, passing a light smile, "Besides the approval to do what I have to, I do request for you to keep your faith up... A patient doesn't need negative energy around him at a difficult state as such.." he added, his crafty tongue never failing him.

The older man might have not seemed amused by what the girl had to say, specially since it involved the possible loss of his child but the male's assurance made his features light up a little with tears starting to well up. "Thank you...Thank you.." he said with a little sniff, "Please do all you can to save him..." he said, "But the price..?" he would ask, looking a tad bit worried.

"Oh, I'll state my price once my work is done... For now..." he would start off, pulling out another piece of paper with much matter written in it. "I would need your word on the matter where I can do anything I please to fix your child..as you do know of my reputation, my work isn't always ethically approved by people." his lip would tug into a slight smirk, his eyes shifting to the girl as he handed her the paper and mentioned to the old man that he could take his time and read through the matter in Odette's presence while he examined the sores a little more, squeezing one of it gently to see if it caused discomfort or that the loss of fluid made it any better, collecting the latter as a sample.

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Sinister? || Duke || ♆ || Where: Marketplace || Ren
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♆ Occ: Sorry for the late reply though, I've recently started work and the timings are killer e o e; Also, odd question- Do you think Keiron would be Tyrion with a hint of Varys and Little finger or Qyburn? xDD

Keiron would feel his lips tug into a slight smile,the woman might have not understood entirely the reason behind his wanting to keep the family with high hopes but she did quite a good job to keep the man from giving up entirely on the boy's health ever turning better, specially after the state,met she had made earlier. Either way, the older man was convinced of her little lie and had a smile back up on his face, nodding with what looked like a look of reassurance and hope.

The raven haired man had collected a little bit of sample while he gave an ear to the woman as she spoke, watching her examine the body as well until he stood up, seeing as there wasn't much that could be done in this place. "Once he as been shifted to my place, I shall take care of the fever and hopefully these little moulds too.." he would state, walking over to the old man to continue a short chat about the child before he would look over to Odette, just to make sure she wasn't causing any Trouble. He would also instruct the other how he would have the body sent back to his manor.

The man would look over at her when she picked out a painting to take home with him and raised a brow lightly. He might have not been able see it from where he was, didn't mean he wouldn't anyways. He took the painting from her carefully and examined over it. It didn't seem to suit his liking even from the gruesome things he was involved in and took pleasure in. Although, with the amount of red in it, he could figure why she was drawn to it. He examined it brelify before handing it back to the lady and seeing how the old man approved of it, he reached into his pocket with his clean gloved hand and pulled out a coin to hand it over. The older man would protest and dent taking it from the male but the one eyed Duke insisted. "She'll consider it a reward for being good and I'll consider it a reward for her efforts. he stated to the other before looking back at her. "Shall we take a leave then? The boy will be transported to us since neither of us will carry a sickly boy, besides, it might also draw unwanted attention." he stated to her and gave a little bow to the older man before he headed out.

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Sinister? || Duke || ♆ || Where: Marketplace || Ren
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♆ Occ: o w o oh yeah, I can see that >w> Sorry for the short reply though ;u;

The duke might have misinterpreted her intentions behind the woman's desire to have the painting, although he didn't care about what she intended to do with it. For all he knew, he thought she wanted to keep some memory of the man she used to be with. He didn't understand women all that well, the few he had been with seemed o have reacted similarly, sometimes taking his gloves, handkerchiefs or even shirts as their souvenirs. He figured it was something similar but he wouldn't push on it unless she wished to speak of it.
"It's a reward like I've mentioned, don't mention it." he said to her, nodding as the woman stated that someone would fetch the boy later on and headed his way.

Walking ahead of her again, he glanced over to her when she seemed r be lagging behind him quite a lot. Was there something that she was pondering over? Did it have something to do with the portrait? Curious as he was about it, he didn't want to push her to answer, yet again, it wouldn't hurt to ask right? He was her master after all. He took a moment to find the right words to say, not responding to her thanking him yet again only to stop this time after the final yank that he did rather instinctively when she lagged behind.
"What's on your mind? You seem more distracted than you were when we started. Does it have something to do with your reward?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder to look at her before looking ahead.



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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Indifferent/Curious? || Duke || ♆ || Where: Marketplace || Ren
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♆ Occ: Still shorter than before ;w;