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[diamondhack]

Hello, you've reached one miss Isha Devan, please try to not sound too enthused when you have to use a voicemail system.

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[ragnarsson]

So I believe it is the time for us to talk further, is it not?

[diamondhack]

well if it isn't the violent but just as questionably amoral version of myself

i see you had a hard time staying away

[Isha this will inevitably get you killed one day.]

[ragnarsson]

What can I say? You fascinate me.

[Mostly because they seem to have such similar thought patterns.]

[diamondhack]

very rarely am i concerned about flattery but here we. i'll try not to think too hard about it.

to what do i owe the pleasure?

[ragnarsson]

I feel you are one of the few with a brain in their heads in this city. So it stands to reason I should want to seek out allies for myself. You never know when they might come in handy.

[It's rare for him to lay his cards out so openly, but in this case, he feels that double-talk will get him very little in the way of results. Besides, he hasn't quite said all his reasons for wanting to stay in Isha's web of connections.]

[diamondhack]

a fair point.

[She'd much rather be in league with him than against him, truth be told. Isha could never shake the feeling that something would inevitably go wrong. Having Ivar at least on the same side puts her mildly at ease.]

i can't say i know too many of the city myself. i've taken more to watching for now than interacting.

[ragnarsson]

Ah, one who stays in the shadows. Me, I am more one to be in the spotlight. It shall make for a good partnership working together. I can tell you of the people I know and you can tell me of their secrets.

[Someone who observes always can find out quite a bit, especially since Ivar can't be everywhere at once.]

[diamondhack]

mm sounds as if you've done this before.

[She's never had clients specifically, she was always doing the work for her own selfish self, then now for crown and country.]

and someone who already has a target in mind

[ragnarsson]

Well, one learns a certain way of doing things when you’re aware anyone you trust might stab you in the back at any moment.

[Ivar credited his paranoia and viciousness with keeping him alive this long. He was far too stubborn to ever just give up and die.]

There’s a group here who all come from the same world it seems like. While most of them are quite stupid, I do wonder what they could do if they all decided to team up and do some real damage.

[diamondhack]

where are they from and what gives you that impression? i happen to think most people are stupid to some degree.

[She chooses to decline on commenting about lack of trust. Thieves don't survive on trust, they survive on paranoia. Everyone had their own little box and place and none of them were close to her heart.]

[ragnarsson]

From what I can tell, some future snowy wasteland. Individually, they are not so bad, but they raise my suspicions, considering everyone here has magic to some degree or another..

[diamondhack]

hm. perhaps this is a conversation best suited for somewhere else beyond the confines of plain words

[ragnarsson]

So I take it you would now like to meet in person? Whereabouts?

[diamondhack]

some place just public enough to not cause suspicion that we are gossiping about our neighbors, but quiet enough to actually speak with some degree of peace and privacy. i can't say i know this place well enough yet to know where that may be

[ragnarsson]

One of the god temples would suit that purpose very well.

[diamondhack]

i suspect my very own patron would take a liking to my inquisitive nature. odin?

[ragnarsson]

Sounds good. I'll see you there in about twenty minutes.

[More like half an hour, but hey, Ivar has learned he'll get there when he gets there when it comes to working with his disability. He's using the wheelchair today and looks around for Isha once he's there at the temple.]

[diamondhack]

[Isha is generally a timely person, and when she sees that he hasn't arrived, she prefers to blend into the shadows of her patron's temple.

What an odd thing to consider.

She does finally spy Ivar, and so the thief melts away from the darkness and into the light.]

Hello, love.

[ragnarsson]

[He's not expecting her to appear so suddenly. His reaction is completely automatic, whipping out a knife, and throwing it with the intention of pinning her shoulder. Since he's never seen Isha before, he misjudges her height. It zips down a bit further, going through the sleeve of her outfit instead.

There's no apology or excuses for his behavior that come. Instead, he just mulls pensively.]

Hmmmm. Must be losing my touch. Should've gone through with a clean hit.

[diamondhack]

[In truth, she wasn't entirely sure it would be him, but she'd seen more locals coming and going. He stood out well enough. If it hadn't been him?

Well, she would play it off.

The knife does go through the sleeve, and she flinches instinctively. The knife, buried in the ground, is pulled out with her mechanical left arm, all diamonds and gold embedded in black.]

I can't imagine you make friends with that attitude towards allies. Though it seems you're trying to make a point, of which I am entirely too dull to comprehend.

[She grins, catlike, all teeth, all self-awareness. They both damn well know she's playing dumb now.]

I suppose I should share now this one comes with knives, but no electricity. [She flicks her left wrist, and a knife slips out, flipping and sliding right into her palm, blade facing outward.] A pity this is the only trick I have. [Another flourish, and the blade hides once again.] But now that we're all done comparing and measuring, I suppose I should welcome you to the temple of mine own magical patron.

[ragnarsson]

Friends are for fools who put their trust in people rather then themselves.

[Ivar says, a sharp smile on his face that doesn't quite reach the coldness that still radiates out of his eyes.]

Now that is a neat trick. [He says in an impressed tone. Really, anything that involves sharp and pointy objects is bound to get his attention sooner or later.]

Indeed. You chose wisely in deciding which god to follow.

[diamondhack]

[Isha shrugs lightly.] It would be only natural to follow someone as reckless as he is when it comes to learning the secrets of the world. I've little else to offer that aligns with the rest. [Though she does have the gift of gab. But her words are merely tools of her intelligence.]

What is it about my services in particular that interests you? You mentioned some particular people.

[ragnarsson]

Those who can discover secrets will always have their worth no matter where they go.

[He definitely feels like Isha would make a fine ally with the way she operates.]

It strikes me that you would have a way with people, moreso then someone like myself would. I am not nearly so diplomatic as I would like to be.