[ Still sipping at his second glass of water, Gen picks up the form first to make sure the signature's in the right spot and there's nothing else that needs filling out. And once he's confirmed it, he puts the glass down so he can fold it and tuck it away into his pocket. Job complete, then.
And aside from an idle flick of the ear, he listens to what Bondrewd says in relative silent -- it would be polite if he weren't still slowly nursing his drink, deliberately giving a rude slurp when he hears that praise (?) about his new choice in jobs.
It's only when Bondrewd finishes speaking that he drains the rest of his glass, puts it down, and leans more heavily against the counter before drawling, ]
-- sweettalking me doesn't get you shit. I'm just an apprentice for now. Go waste your breath talking nice to my boss if you want a discount or something.
[ His tail sure isn't wagging any more, because -- that first little compliment he could have dismissed as a nice fluke, but nobody's this pleasant to him for this long without some sort of ulterior motive. Whether it's a teacher attempting to rein him in by treating him with simpering cowardice, or one of his father's employees trying to win him over to their side for an extra day off, there's always something at stake. He's not the type of person that others are nice to, and he knows it.
And of course, he doesn't take kindly to people he thinks are trying to take advantage of him. The counter creaks when he shifts his weight against it, and Gen cants his head to give Bondrewd a crooked smirk. ]
Or, what. You some sort of creep trying to lure people in? S'that why you put on this -- [ languidly waving a hand at Bondrewd's everything ] -- whole show in your horror movie warehouse? [ He's just spouting bullshit, deliberately making himself unpleasant, but those last words still peter off into a laugh because -- real funny. As if he'd ever fall prey to some bullshit like that. ] Nice try, but try it on someone else, instead.
Aah, I see. You must think I am trying to flatter you. You are not the first person to make such a claim.
[ Truly, Bondrewd has made a number of brows knit and lips curl already, as he speaks not in insipid praise and fawning adoration, but in experience, fact, method. Gen drawls at him, resistant to whatever perception he has developed of Bondrewd's mild 'pleasantries' and intent, while he remains utterly unaffected by the twisting tone that has been aimed in his direction. Badly, he wants to rest his hand upon this young man's head already, and ruffle the space between those dark ears; how cute they are, and how vivacious he is proving himself to be! ]
Not at all. You are free to leave, whenever you would like to. Do be sure to finish drinking your fill, before you go. I am speaking less to 'sweettalk' you, and more out of factual evidence. Many of my subordinates in the Abyss were naught but rogues before they came to the Ido Front. They were uneducated, difficult young men and women who said things similar to what you just did. Each one of them was able to change their lives, to their own satisfaction.
[ Ha ha! Aren't they cute! ]
I am only telling you what I told them, Mister Courier. You reminded me of them, very much. I loved them all, and dearly.
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And aside from an idle flick of the ear, he listens to what Bondrewd says in relative silent -- it would be polite if he weren't still slowly nursing his drink, deliberately giving a rude slurp when he hears that praise (?) about his new choice in jobs.
It's only when Bondrewd finishes speaking that he drains the rest of his glass, puts it down, and leans more heavily against the counter before drawling, ]
-- sweettalking me doesn't get you shit. I'm just an apprentice for now. Go waste your breath talking nice to my boss if you want a discount or something.
[ His tail sure isn't wagging any more, because -- that first little compliment he could have dismissed as a nice fluke, but nobody's this pleasant to him for this long without some sort of ulterior motive. Whether it's a teacher attempting to rein him in by treating him with simpering cowardice, or one of his father's employees trying to win him over to their side for an extra day off, there's always something at stake. He's not the type of person that others are nice to, and he knows it.
And of course, he doesn't take kindly to people he thinks are trying to take advantage of him. The counter creaks when he shifts his weight against it, and Gen cants his head to give Bondrewd a crooked smirk. ]
Or, what. You some sort of creep trying to lure people in? S'that why you put on this -- [ languidly waving a hand at Bondrewd's everything ] -- whole show in your horror movie warehouse? [ He's just spouting bullshit, deliberately making himself unpleasant, but those last words still peter off into a laugh because -- real funny. As if he'd ever fall prey to some bullshit like that. ] Nice try, but try it on someone else, instead.
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[ Hm? Oh. ]
Aah, I see. You must think I am trying to flatter you. You are not the first person to make such a claim.
[ Truly, Bondrewd has made a number of brows knit and lips curl already, as he speaks not in insipid praise and fawning adoration, but in experience, fact, method. Gen drawls at him, resistant to whatever perception he has developed of Bondrewd's mild 'pleasantries' and intent, while he remains utterly unaffected by the twisting tone that has been aimed in his direction. Badly, he wants to rest his hand upon this young man's head already, and ruffle the space between those dark ears; how cute they are, and how vivacious he is proving himself to be! ]
Not at all. You are free to leave, whenever you would like to. Do be sure to finish drinking your fill, before you go. I am speaking less to 'sweettalk' you, and more out of factual evidence. Many of my subordinates in the Abyss were naught but rogues before they came to the Ido Front. They were uneducated, difficult young men and women who said things similar to what you just did. Each one of them was able to change their lives, to their own satisfaction.
[ Ha ha! Aren't they cute! ]
I am only telling you what I told them, Mister Courier. You reminded me of them, very much. I loved them all, and dearly.