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[color=5486ae]Time:[/color] Late Morning
[color=5486ae]Location:[/color] Sorian Beach
[color=5486ae]Interactions:[/color] Layla/Olivia [@Potter], Charlotte/Calbert [@princess], Farim [@Lava Alckon]
[color=5486ae]Mentions:[/color] Lorenzo [@FunnyGuy], Roman [@ReusableSword][hr]
[color=5486ae]"Oh, but please, some patients are always haughty about knowing better than the ones who know best. I implore you to look past your ego and listen."[/color] John knew that the Alidasht princess would simply shrug and look down upon commoners like him, and pretended to be cool by ignoring, but one last warning wouldn't hurt. After all, there was no way she could actually hurt him really. Nor does Lorenzo, who was perpetually confused at who the real enemy was. This time, it was so funny he would simply just watch beneath the sunglasses. Nor does Count Calbert, who came all the way down here for an invitation to his whatever masquerade he was hosting tonight. 

[color=5486ae]"Because all those patients..."[/color] The doctor took off his sunglasses, looking at Layla as she strode off with a half-smile concealing a sense of pity. [color=5486ae]"...have all [b]died[/b]."[/color] 

Now for Calbert. This masquerade was actually something he could consider going. Not because he wanted to go to this nobleman's pretentious gathering and meet all their pretentious guests, but it could be a good time to learn more about Calbert himself personally. After all, he could be wanting John dead after what happened the other day. 

[color=5486ae]"That would be lovely, Count Damien, though I am preoccupied with a work meeting at the given time, but I might be able to catch the later part of the masquerade. I hope that would not be a big issue for you."[/color] 

John returned a rather non-committal but reasonable response. He knew it would potentially be walking into a lion's den if he just accepted. He needed more thorough diagnosis before he could commit. But all on the outside, he maintained his smile and politeness. Roman had flat out rejected the proposal, so now he could see how Calbert would respond in both rejection and uncertainty. 

Once he left, John lingered around and enjoyed his smoothie in serenity until someone disturbed him again. But oh well, it is Farim. He was friendly thus far, and he seemed interested in his work, which was a rarity. Granted it might still be for business, but at least it was for a cause rather than to look nice and earn approvals. 

[color=5486ae]"Oh for sure, pick away!"[/color] John tapped his head several times with a laugh. Whatever stiffness he might have had before with the group or with Layla dissipated. [color=5486ae]"I only heard your name through like official papers or letters, and it's mostly to do with your trading company, so it's finally good time to put a face to...a legend, you know."[/color]