[ Truth be told, Sebastian wasn’t the one that had claimed Yura’s request. That was solidly Silco’s doing. However, it’s little surprise that he had pawned the actual task off to Sebastian. Though Silco was rather surprisingly ferocious, he was hardly up to the task that Yura requested. This was all quid pro quo to be claimed at some point down the line. Now that Silco had a bit of power within Kowloon, making allies down here over enemies was all the more important.
Not that Sebastian can complain though, really. It’s work he doesn’t mind, and he may have even taken it up independently, had Silco not beat him to it. He and Yura had a cordial relationship at this point, and ingratiating himself with the overseer of Ryad wasn’t a poor prospect considering the experimentation with Shimmer and Sveinn’s “walks”. Still, though, the fact that Yura had wanted the task accomplished in a group was a slight annoyance…
Yet obediently, Sebastian waits at the location that Yura had selected for them to meet—a dingy little street food restaurant deep within Kowloon’s heart. He’s early (of course), taking up one of the establishment’s cramped tables. There’s only three of them in here, shoved haphazardly into the tiny space to allow just enough room for people to sit, eat, and be on their way, but this is a dead time of the day, clearly. Even the cook isn’t paying any mind once it was clear that this was a meetup and not a paying customer.
He's patiently biding his time as he waits by reading a slim book, and it’s likely that detail that would identify him first. After all, down here in Kowloon, Sebastian doesn’t keep with his fashionable, fine clothing. Here, it’s all practical, and therefore somewhat shabby, though the fact that he still sticks to all black hides it well. It doesn’t take long in Kowloon to learn that anything nice just gets ruined.
As someone else enters the shop, Sebastian briefly glances up, but his expression quickly turns to light surprise. He closes his book as he sits up and smiles wryly. ]
Well, well. I did not expect to see a familiar face.
[ Not that he knows whether they’re also here for the same job, but. Presumably so. Otherwise, it’s just a delightful coincidence. ]
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[ Truth be told, Sebastian wasn’t the one that had claimed Yura’s request. That was solidly Silco’s doing. However, it’s little surprise that he had pawned the actual task off to Sebastian. Though Silco was rather surprisingly ferocious, he was hardly up to the task that Yura requested. This was all quid pro quo to be claimed at some point down the line. Now that Silco had a bit of power within Kowloon, making allies down here over enemies was all the more important.
Not that Sebastian can complain though, really. It’s work he doesn’t mind, and he may have even taken it up independently, had Silco not beat him to it. He and Yura had a cordial relationship at this point, and ingratiating himself with the overseer of Ryad wasn’t a poor prospect considering the experimentation with Shimmer and Sveinn’s “walks”. Still, though, the fact that Yura had wanted the task accomplished in a group was a slight annoyance…
Yet obediently, Sebastian waits at the location that Yura had selected for them to meet—a dingy little street food restaurant deep within Kowloon’s heart. He’s early (of course), taking up one of the establishment’s cramped tables. There’s only three of them in here, shoved haphazardly into the tiny space to allow just enough room for people to sit, eat, and be on their way, but this is a dead time of the day, clearly. Even the cook isn’t paying any mind once it was clear that this was a meetup and not a paying customer.
He's patiently biding his time as he waits by reading a slim book, and it’s likely that detail that would identify him first. After all, down here in Kowloon, Sebastian doesn’t keep with his fashionable, fine clothing. Here, it’s all practical, and therefore somewhat shabby, though the fact that he still sticks to all black hides it well. It doesn’t take long in Kowloon to learn that anything nice just gets ruined.
As someone else enters the shop, Sebastian briefly glances up, but his expression quickly turns to light surprise. He closes his book as he sits up and smiles wryly. ]
Well, well. I did not expect to see a familiar face.
[ Not that he knows whether they’re also here for the same job, but. Presumably so. Otherwise, it’s just a delightful coincidence. ]