WHO: Max & Various WHAT: A little catch-all post, mmaybe some open starters to come but I'll edit if so. WHEN: Ambiguously Harvestmere WHERE: Places NOTES: Black Sails spoilers and discussion of slavery in the thread with Silver.
( A very slight quirk at the corner of her mouth. Not quite a smile, skirting the edges of that. )
Wise words.
( Perhaps careful, rather than honest; aware of who she is speaking to. She might keep the extent of her magical abilities secret from most, but person need only be sensible to have concerns about displeasing the daughter of a Merchant Prince. They are nice to hear, but she knows better than to be too taken in by nice words. Isn't that exactly how she likes to best disarm people?
It is now that one of the staff return with glasses and something for them to drink. She allows him to work to make space, rather than leaning back and releasing Max's hand to make it easier. Perhaps she is curious to see who will let go first, or perhaps she is indulging herself with contact. So long as she remains sensible it hardly matters, does it?
She waits for the waiter to have poured their drinks and depart before speaking. )
In my experience, those who have felt the string of cruelty hold their friends and allies all the more preciously. Trust and loyalty are... very valuable currencies. Those who violate such things?
( A little shake of her head. Presumably things don't go so well for them. )
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Wise words.
( Perhaps careful, rather than honest; aware of who she is speaking to. She might keep the extent of her magical abilities secret from most, but person need only be sensible to have concerns about displeasing the daughter of a Merchant Prince. They are nice to hear, but she knows better than to be too taken in by nice words. Isn't that exactly how she likes to best disarm people?
It is now that one of the staff return with glasses and something for them to drink. She allows him to work to make space, rather than leaning back and releasing Max's hand to make it easier. Perhaps she is curious to see who will let go first, or perhaps she is indulging herself with contact. So long as she remains sensible it hardly matters, does it?
She waits for the waiter to have poured their drinks and depart before speaking. )
In my experience, those who have felt the string of cruelty hold their friends and allies all the more preciously. Trust and loyalty are... very valuable currencies. Those who violate such things?
( A little shake of her head. Presumably things don't go so well for them. )