#silco interaction

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STRENGTHS

honest | trustworthy (If you have his loyalty) | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny

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This is a multi-muse RP blog; if you wish to strike up an RP with me, please message me with which muse you want to interact with and the scenario desired.

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Willing to write:

Canon-typical + excessive violence

Dead Dove content (please message me for specific scenes)

Involved character responses/drabbles in response to asks

Interactions with Piltovan, foreign, and/or original characters

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While some NSFW themes may be present (violence, drugs, sexual themes), no smut will be written on this blog

No major character death

Heavily-domestic/slice-of-life style interactions

Please bear in mind that while I'm not new to roleplaying, I'm new to Tumblr roleplaying. Extend me a bit of kindness & patience if I do things wrong!

Favourite book? Why did you start smoking cigars? And why are you so pretty?

I'm quite fond of any political science or philosophy books, to no surprise. I came across them when I was much younger, having snuck into the Academy's library during a heist. Unfortunately, I don't have many books in my possession in Zaun at the moment; the humidity of the fissures ensures a short life to traditional paper documents.

Cigars, well that's a bit more complex. A result of my affliction with the river toxins, I've lost a good bit of nerve function on the left side of my face; part of that affects my sinuses, and thusly my sense of taste.

Most would take up cigars for their robust and complex flavors, in comparison to traditional cigarettes; I prefer cigars because of how the smoke feels on my tongue. I cannot taste it, but the thickness of the smoke and the subtle ways flavor manifests as sensation on the tongue is an interesting experience.

The higher quality tobacco is also an upgrade from my hand-rolled cigarettes of old; I always did make quick work of them. Instead of smoking an entire pack of cigarettes while I do paperwork, I now only smoke one or two cigars for the whole day. It's the difference between eating cheap noodles from a food stall up in the Entresol or eating a meal at home you've made yourself; purely subjective to one's preferences.

"What do they have to offer? While there are certainly allies on both sides of the river, there's also a hundred claims of use and I'm a busy man. I can only meet with the most promising of individuals."

He snips the end of his cigar and lights it up, regarding the papers before him on the desk as he exhales a plume of smoke. "It isn't a matter of if I can keep up with them, it's a matter of if they can act in a professional capacity, and reign themselves in when business calls. For Janna's sake, Dustin's still on the payroll and he licks the bloody walls. But, the boy performs his job well, so he stays."

"What harsh words. Am I sensing a preemptive rejection even?

There must be chemistry between cooperating individuals, even for minute back and forth tit for tat, I believe. We must trust each other if we should work together. It isn't about what I have to offer, it's about what you might need.

Is it a pleasant company? Is it information? A little bird singing into your ear, perhaps?

Tell me, Industrialist, what are you missing?"

Preemptive rejection? Of course not, I'm simply being pragmatic.

Chemistry is difficult to gauge through simple correspondence, and trust is earned, not given. However, I am willing to give you the benefit of the doubt, in order for this business arrangement to get on it's feet.

Company is nice, but freedom is sweeter. I desire the burning smell of gunpowder instead of the sickly sweet aroma of spring blossoms topside, or the acrid smell of the fissure gasses.

I need to hear the Kindreds whisper to the Councilors as their golden city burns, on the eve of Zaun's independence.

I am missing the rights that my brothers and sisters were due two decades ago, on the night of the Day of Ash.

Enclosed is a time and date for our meeting, at a neutral location on the Promenade. I look forward to our future arrangements.