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johnny silverado. ([personal profile] hornswoggle) wrote in [community profile] faderift 2023-02-24 06:58 am (UTC)

These are imperceptible changes to be sure. Minute shifts, as a particular mask comes twitching down into place.

John observes it with a sense of deja vu; a recognition of a thing repeating itself. (Is this how Captain Flint arrived in Nascere?)

But much like the trick John performed in that alley, this too is set aside in the moment. If John cares to ruminate on it, he will have to do so after their business is concluded.

“Malachi,” is not the first name that comes to John’s mind.

His hand sweeps from one side, presses over his chest as he bends, just slightly. An approximation of a bow.

“We were hoping to establish ourselves with the proprietor of the house. Word has it that this is the best house for a man to bring his hopes of partnership and business in this bustling city.”

Her gaze sharpens. A second plume of smoke is exhaled, clouding the air between them before she prompts, “Business?”

Not yet partnership. But John recognizes a start of something in this succinct query. Her eyes flick from him to Flint, assessing. Calculating. She is not no one, even if she isn’t the exact person they might need.

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