In an empty alley, two men are having a very heavy discussion. Leaning against my staff covered in eyes constantly darting around, I give my best winning smile and say, making sure to add plenty of honey to my words,
[color=8882be]"Fret not, you will be little more than a 'Witness' that called in the murder. It shouldn't take more than a phone call and a trip to the courtroom to give a testimony. Then your framed rival will be condemned and you get the promotion! My other client gets away with no trouble and gets to continue whatever it is he does. Its a Win/Win for us all isn't it?"[/color]
The man in front of me is significantly shorter than I and his face is contorted with indecision. His mind hurriedly debating this mans words, as he struggles with his morality. "Alri....."
Then, without any warning I find myself in the company of a clown sipping on tea and a woman with fiery red hair. After I finish listening to the clowns words I decide their is never any harm in being polite and take a seat, resting my staff in the crook of my elbow for easy access, while I take a test sip from the cup in front of him. Not my favorite blend, but I'm not one to be rude to my host. I lightly shrug as I nonchalantly say,
[color=8882be]"Although I hate to leave in the middle of work, it seems I don't have too much say in the matter. No matter, I have some saved up vacation time. Now that I've come to understanding the situation, or at least have as much of an understanding as you will let me,"[/color] he says with some subtle bite to the last few words, [color=8882be] "I would at least like to know those around me. My name is Adael, a 6 Wing Ex-Judicator of Heaven. Pleasure to have your acquaintance."[/color]
Although the woman is obviously in the same boat as me, the clown is incredibly suspect as he doesn't seem to give any kind of clear aura that my staff's eyes can see.