INDUCTION
OF A THIEF
Crossroads
Inn - Private Room
This
room is sparsely decorated, having a small window and curtains. A cotton
filled bed is in one corner and a desk lacking drawers is against one
wall. A note on the door has some writing on it. Obvious exits : west
and window.
Parcet
enters into the room.
Kiralin
looks at Parcet.
Parcet says, "Julien, I presume"
Kiralin
exclaims to Parcet, "Its not what you think!"
Kiralin
laughs
Julien
laughs
Kiralin nods at Parcet
Kiralin hugs Parcet
Julien
gets up off of his seat, extending a hand.
Julien
says to Parcet, "Julien...Julien Marzon."
Parcet
refuses the hand presently and nods
Parcet
says, "I'm not here for pleasantries, Mister Marzon"
Julien
raises an eyebrow curiously.
Julien
says, "As you wish then."
Parcet
says, "Have a seat please."
Julien
says, "Do continue, I'm still wondering exactly what I'm doing here."
Julien
sits himself back down.
Kiralin
glances to the window then moves over and sits on the window's frame.
Parcet
sets the end of his weapon on the ground while watching Julien after a
brief glance at Kiralin.
Parcet
says, "I...have connections in various places..."
Julien
nods quietly, dead serious now.
Parcet
says, "People who...hire me as it were, to do things."
Julien
says in a quiet voice, "I'm aware of your station in the city."
Parcet
says, "Ah, I doubt it, I'm a juggler of various odd jobs and never too
satisfied with any."
Parcet
says, "but that is beside the point."
Julien
leans forward in his chair, listening intently.
Parcet says, "My current employer, has mentioned your name."
Parcet
says, "And I've been asked to...talk to you as it were."
Julien asks, "I take it I shall not be made privy to this individual's
identity?"
Parcet says, "Let's just says, Julien..."
Parcet says, "if the talk goes bad...you won't leave here alive. I'm sorry
to say."
Julien shrugs
Julien
says, "Such risks are a part of such things I suppose. Consequences are
but natural."
Parcet smiles but there is little humour in it.
Parcet
says, "I have my orders, and I'm paid fairly well to follow them"
Parcet
says, "Very well said."
Parcet
nods approvingly.
Julien
leans back in his chair, watching and listening.
Parcet
asks, "Tell me Julien, what is it that you seek in Gahlen, what goals
do you have beyond being a wanderer which I assume is just a cover up
for your further goals, yes?"
Julien
says to Parcet, "I have my own agenda, yes, but you can understand I'm
sure, that the delicacy of this business requires discretion on my part.
Let us not be blunt."
Parcet reaches to his chin and rubs it absently.
Parcet ask, "On the contrary, it is time to be blunt. Do you seek the
underground or a position in it?"
Julien
says, "Indeed I do."
Parcet
asks, "And what pray tell, do you think you could offer them?"
Julien
says to Parcet, "I have followed this profession since I first left my
home. I have travelled the world with the sojourn clans that call me on
me as a brother. I come from a background of the finest practioners of
the craft in the eastern world."
Julien
says, "Normally..."
Parcet
nods and waits for Julien to finish his thoughts.
Julien
says, "The sojourn clans operate outside the bounds of city guilds, as
I'm sure your employer is aware, for we constantly move from place to
place, and as such are not really a threat to any practicing guild. But
I have left behind my road, and laid roots here. I would ply my craft,
but I do not wish to infringe on territory not assigned to me."
Julien
says, "This time.."
Julien
says, "I'm playing by the rules."
Parcet says, "I've watched you Julien on occassion. I personally think
you are right for this "work" as it were. I think your business as a seller of small items
is ingenious, but I do not make the final decisions on such things, I
am but a messenger...an evaluater, if you will."
Parcet says, "Tell me then..."
Julien
inclines his head in acknowledgement.
Parcet asks, "Who do you have commitments with in the city. Do you owe
anyone?"
Julien
says, "Money? No one."
Julien
asks, "Loyalty?"
Julien
ponders the situation
Kiralin
looks at Julien.
Parcet
nods at Kiralin.
Parcet
waits.
Parcet asks, "Loyalty?"
Julien says to Parcet, "I owe debts, many to the lady sitting behind me
now on the window. Many to friends such as one of the Waylumi. And most
of all I am loyal to a certain woman. Other than that, I have few ties,
or rather, permanent ones."
Parcet
asks, "You realise your friends are your own business but the path you
seek leads more toward the darkness?"
Julien
says to Parcet, "A thief is a thief you. There are sheep aplenty, and
we're not killers yet."
Parcet
says, "Ah but you might have to be one day, never forget that."
Julien
says, "As always, necissity is the mother of invention."
Parcet
says, "yes, of course...I will leave you with this final thought..."
Parcet
says, "I will not decide whether you enter the ranks, but rather, that
decision will come from my employer, furthermore..."
Julien
leans forward, interest evident on his face.
Parcet
says, "After this meeting I will forget we met, and regardless of the
outcome, I suggest you do the same."
Julien says, "Of course."
Parcet
says, "And finally,"
Julien
raises a curious eyebrow.
Parcet
says, "Kiralin is of course my lover and confidant, she nor I will ever
know the final decision of the employer, so regardless, your identity
is safe with us, until a perhaps further date."
Parcet
says, "Good luck to you Julien. you final duty is to wait to be contacted
and talk to No One about what traspires here or in the future."
Parcet
says, "and..."
Parcet
says, "I ask that you leave by the window, no one should know we met here."
Parcet
looks toward the window and the courtyard below.
Parcet
takes Kiralin's hand and moves her from the window.
Julien
rises from his chair. "Very well. It is good that we never met this day."
Kiralin stands up and moves next to Parcet.
Parcet
smiles and nods.
Kiralin
says, "Oh, Julien."
Julien
reaches up behind him and draws forward his cowl. "Yes
Kiralin?"
Kiralin
says, "You don't owe me anything."
Kiralin
smiles at Julien.
Julien chuckles.
Parcet
grins at Kiralin.
Julien
turns, perching gracefully on the window, peering back merely a moment
before he's gone.
Julien crashes out the window and lands with a crunch
into the bushes!
Parcet
nods to Kiralin.
Kiralin
nods at Parcet.
Parcet
and Kiralin leave west.
