Thread: Death and All His Children (Church and Shyone)

The room was far less appealing than he would have liked, and this man he was meeting far stranger than he had initially imagined. Even the girl who passed him on his way to the back table was strange, her own kind of strange. He wondered how far he would let this go before he got caught or something happened that made him really regret going through all of this with the King and this new man who seemed to be promising money before he could even ask for it. He had barely even gotten a moment to truly consider what he was saying before the man had gotten up and left him there alone with his drink at an empty table. His eyes bore into his drink and he shook his head, hoping that he would not regret leaving this table and going upstairs. He hadnt yet gathered the courage to leave the safety of the table so he sat and sipped on another pint of beer to bring himself to stand. When he had finally done so he pushed against the table with the heel of his palms, balancing evenly on the balls of his feet as he moved through the room. It had been longer than had been required of him. It had been at least thirty minutes and he had taken in several more drinks than he had intended to, but he was never allowed a drink closer to his work so he was indulging himself a little. He kept in the shadows and avoided much attention, though that was fairly easy in a bar full of drunken men who could care less about some dragon moving through the room with no intention of screwing with any of them or the woman they were constantly hitting on. He climbed the stairs silently, looking above and below him to make sure that no one would be able to see him entering the room. He was not a fan of people knowing things about him and he was sure this new future employer would feel the same. He rasped on the door lightly so it would bother no one else but loud enough so that this strange man would be able to hear his knock. I apologize if I have kept you waiting for longer than you had desired. I had almost talked myself out of coming up. I actually do not know why I still came. It is dangerous, though I am usually not afraid of danger. I do not know what was become of me as of late. He told the other, taking in the room quickly, his eyes adjusting to the change in lighting. Well, he was too far gone now. Maybe instead of treating it like a chore hed just go along with it all and trying to make the best of it. Then at least he wouldnt hate every second he was under cover. So what sort of information were you wanting me to get for you? he asked, his head slightly tilted with the question. He moved further into the room and took a seat, guessing that they would probably be there for a while discussing terms and payment for his services. Now that he could see a little bit better he studied the man further, looking at his hair and his clothing, his face or what he could see of it and the way he carried himself. He looked like he was from a traveling circus and decided to quit doing that and join the rebellion. The suit looked old and worn, and the hat as well. Something that was strange was the dark eye that watched him and took in his surroundings, and even stranger was the fact that he found this weird man attractive. Just giving him a passing look he would have been easily overlooked because of the strangeness of his clothing, however, upon closer inspection he was attractive and he could see himself being with this man in bed sometime. He wasnt thinking that this person could be anyone of any real importance. They wouldnt let a stranger meet with the leader of the rebellion or anything so the dragon assumed this was some talent search of sorts. They would send someone like this to meet with possible members and if it was decided that they could be handy then they would be brought in and caught up to speed with what they needed to be doing to be useful. He kept all this in the back of his mind, deciding that if things went well he may try to bed the male, or at least hit on him and make out or maybe even coax a blow job out of this male. He was wondering who this man was and what he did in the group, fighting within himself on whether he should ask or not. What was wrong with him? He had become such a woman lately. I would like to know who you are in the organization and what power you have to hire me. I would also need to know what sort of accommodations you have for me so I might have somewhere to stay when I am with the group so that I dont have to stay at my own place where someone might see me coming or going, as improbable as that is. I am very good at what I do he said, maybe a little arrogant but he knew that he was good at his job, thats why he was sought out to do jobs and by groups like this one. He was an infiltrator and a damn good one at that. He was expensive as well, but this man with the cane seemed to know that already so he was wondering who his connections were and how he managed to know this already about him. His tongue darted out quickly, tasting the air and wetting his lips as his tail moved a bit. He was uncomfortable being in a small room with a little window and only one door out, he would be trapped if someone were to break into the room.