[ as the days pass in sunshade, things reach a state of general normalcy. therion's in and out, as always, but he's been in town for the better part of a week - more specifically, he's been keeping an eye on a competitive business that's opened up in town. another tavern, run by someone else, full of beautiful dancers, taking regulars out of primrose's tavern. while competition is never an issue - 'The wandering eyes always do return', she had said, faithful and sounding frankly bored at the concept - the business practices of the other tavern are. there's a little worry that the owner might be running it far too similarly to helgenish used to, corruption and disgusting practices and all.
so, primrose asks therion when he's in town to take a look around. nothing particularly fancy. she'd do it herself, frankly, but it wouldn't look good if she were caught, and if you need someone for subterfuge, then, well. who better to ask than therion? and this completely pointed pander to his ego works completely. and as he was on his way out the door, primrose stopped him, and informed him she needed him to gather information, and there was nothing easier to do so than hiding in plain sight. therion scoffed at the idea - he knows, primrose, he knows how to infiltrate - and she had smiled at him with this evil look on her face.
jiaoqiu might have heard the sound of his refusals from the tavern kitchen, though banter's not that unusual and his hissing, spitting cat routine is a part of even the friendliest conversation, and despite all of his squawking, primrose delivered the coup de grace with a challenge.
she returns back to the tavern and leans on the doorframe of the kitchen - in the background, there's the sight of something purple vanishing with a glimmer of gold on the edge, but no way to really follow it as she says, "Jiaoqiu. You've been working hard lately. After service, why don't you take the night off? I can clean up after you when you're done."
and with that handled, with a slight curve to her smile, she goes off to do primrose things! mysterious.
in the meantime, therion's gone for a few hours. by the time he heads back for the tavern, he's got what primrose wanted and he did so silently and without getting caught, so suck on that, and he's going to drop off the information, and then just head straight upstairs and back to the room to get out of. this. ]
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so, primrose asks therion when he's in town to take a look around. nothing particularly fancy. she'd do it herself, frankly, but it wouldn't look good if she were caught, and if you need someone for subterfuge, then, well. who better to ask than therion? and this completely pointed pander to his ego works completely. and as he was on his way out the door, primrose stopped him, and informed him she needed him to gather information, and there was nothing easier to do so than hiding in plain sight. therion scoffed at the idea - he knows, primrose, he knows how to infiltrate - and she had smiled at him with this evil look on her face.
jiaoqiu might have heard the sound of his refusals from the tavern kitchen, though banter's not that unusual and his hissing, spitting cat routine is a part of even the friendliest conversation, and despite all of his squawking, primrose delivered the coup de grace with a challenge.
she returns back to the tavern and leans on the doorframe of the kitchen - in the background, there's the sight of something purple vanishing with a glimmer of gold on the edge, but no way to really follow it as she says, "Jiaoqiu. You've been working hard lately. After service, why don't you take the night off? I can clean up after you when you're done."
and with that handled, with a slight curve to her smile, she goes off to do primrose things! mysterious.
in the meantime, therion's gone for a few hours. by the time he heads back for the tavern, he's got what primrose wanted and he did so silently and without getting caught, so suck on that, and he's going to drop off the information, and then just head straight upstairs and back to the room to get out of. this. ]