[ He certainly had a way of getting attention, didn't he? Silco's own figure was stooped and hunched over the bar, looking every bit the sour bar fly. It's an easy role for the man to fall into, especially considering that he didn't exactly look the part like Taryon did. Sure, Silco had his makeup on to cover the worst of his scar, but there was just something about his agitated, terse... everything that was offputting.
His fingers were curled around a glass of whiskey, but his fingers twitched to pull a cigar out. No, he'd wait on that, and use it as a cover, because he was certain the staff would take issue. They always did, even though Silco didn't see the big deal about it. Well, whatever. That was a tool he could use later.
As it was Silco had a little device that he was playing with in his fingers. It looked like a lighter. He flicked it β it was β except for the panel that was a chip to transmit.
He's getting there, with this technology thing. He is no genius, but a radio shack electronics store did seem to have enough to get peepaw by.
He flicked his eyes to Taryon, and then: ]
< @ BAD DADDY >
I would suggest you not say that out loud, unless you wish for this attempt to be stillborn.
There's supposed to be a group of interns with one of the local district-level politicians coming here tonight to [ His hand gestured, automatically, as if he were speaking. ] "relax". We'll want to get some information, and plant something to listen for the rest of the night. Later, if they are particularly foolish.
TARYON I LOVE YOU...
His fingers were curled around a glass of whiskey, but his fingers twitched to pull a cigar out. No, he'd wait on that, and use it as a cover, because he was certain the staff would take issue. They always did, even though Silco didn't see the big deal about it. Well, whatever. That was a tool he could use later.
As it was Silco had a little device that he was playing with in his fingers. It looked like a lighter. He flicked it β it was β except for the panel that was a chip to transmit.
He's getting there, with this technology thing. He is no genius, but a
radio shackelectronics store did seem to have enough to get peepaw by.He flicked his eyes to Taryon, and then: ]
< @ BAD DADDY >
I would suggest you not say that out loud, unless you wish for this attempt to be stillborn.
There's supposed to be a group of interns with one of the local district-level politicians coming here tonight to [ His hand gestured, automatically, as if he were speaking. ] "relax". We'll want to get some information, and plant something to listen for the rest of the night. Later, if they are particularly foolish.