Upstairs, Mostly Downstairs

[icasm]

WHO: Mobius, Loki, Mado, Wysteria
WHAT: Finding out just how sus Prince Giannozzo's son Marco is for the role of Empress Celene's next Prince-Consort
WHEN: Late Drakonis
WHERE: Antiva
NOTES: Shenaniganery. Also ooc info for this quest

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[lumelume]

Grinning, Mado nods between Mobius and Wysteria, clearly at peace with them thinking he's as dumb as they like.

"A well formed plan, I think!" he enthuses, "but shall I arrive as myself myself, or myself someone else?"

[icasm]

"Yourself, but someone else. Manservant, perhaps? You can pick your own name, if you like."

That seems like it would work.

[favoriteanalyst]

"We're all playing a role in this espionage play." He sounds perhaps a little excited about the prospect. Whether it's the espionage part of equating it to a play, hard to tell. "No harm in having a little fun with it so long as we keep the goals in mind. Make nice with the party animals--no offense--and with the stodgy Chantry types, and stir up more anti-Tevinter support. Suss out the nature of the relation that might be a suitor to Queen Anora and figure out what his deal is. No muss, no fuss."

[heirring]

"Yes, I agree," is all chipper and cheer. Wysteria's little notebook has been tucked away as well—disappeared into one of the cavernous pockets of her skirts, no doubt. "It's all very rationally and well-designed, and I agree with Mister Mobius that none of us ought to take the thing too seriously. That's bound to inspire awkwardness and self-consciousness, and to make all of us look terrible suspicious. It is far easier to lie when you can pretend as if you're playing a game and there's no harm to be derived from anything you can or might do."

Wysteria, that's terrible advice.

"Now obviously you will have to attend to Prince Giannozzo,"—is for Loki. "But as for the rest of us, we must decide how we wish to approach the rest of the household. Or rather, who shall be aligned with which parties and so on."

[lumelume]

"I might approach Signora Arcimboldo, as a Riftwatch envoy," Mado supplies, "I often get on well with older people! And I hear it's quite simple to get her talking." Something he can do without any particular subterfuge, he hopes-- just a friendly conversation in which he can absorb gossip.

[icasm]

"All of that sounds good to me." Loki claps his hands together. "Alright. Have fun, people, but be safe, yes?" He'd hate to have to write up how someone got injured, or arrested, or worse.