[D4-EA] Crunching Numbers

[Dapper Dog]

"Ten minutes, forty-eight seconds. This is something I have been pursuing for quite some time, it can suppress or even strip away the touch of Arcadia. It needs more refinement but considering the effect it had on Boney, I am pleased with the result," Mr. Numbers replied.

[Craig Walker]

Craig listened and was interested in what Numbers was saying until he finished. When he heard the last sentence it was too much, the anger boiling inside him went over the edge he snarled at Numbers "Pleased with the result!? A Lost is dead! Used and thrown away like a disposable tool!" His arms were uncrossed and fists were clenched tightly at his sides as he took a step closer to Numbers. "You cold bastard, I should cave in that smug face of yours."

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D4 crunching numbers, keeping his cool resolve/composure: 6d10o10h8 0

[Dapper Dog]

"Would you rather I feign remorse?" he replied.

[Craig Walker]

"No I would rather you feel remorse! You directly contributed in killing a man, you knew what you were doing when you told them to give Boney that drug, you knew it was dangerous. Jesus what is wrong with you? Fuck if you at least felt conflicted about it it wouldnt piss me off so much." Walker paused his teeth grinding with anger before he turns on his heel and stalks away "We're done here. For now." He needed to talk to Redmane about this.

[Dapper Dog]

"Nine minutes, thirty seconds," Mr. Numbers replied.

[Gray]

Content for now, Gray starts to circle around, trying to find a way to discreetly set up an intersection from where the Winter contingent had come from.

[Dapper Dog]

OOC: Feel free to approach the Autumn court if you are staying behind.

[Gray]

Gray appears gradually when he is confident that Craig is not close by, not wanting to cause a scene.

"I think he has a noble heart...but he is sadly misguided in this case."

Gray opens up his hands. "As tragic as Boney Louise's death was, it was due to personal neglect and choices. And if you can use it to develop a weapon against the true enemy...the real enemy, then well..."

Gray pulls out the money from the dream study. "How much for a sample?"

[Dapper Dog]

"It's not for sale, but if you have a keen interest speak with the Queen and if she allows it, then we can work something out," he responded.

"Five minutes, twenty-two seconds."

[Gray]

Gray pockets the cash.

"Well, I will...but if you're talking about something that isn't a simple sale, I have a proposition. I am obliged to report to my King what I know, if only to make sure that I am not stepping on his toes and fumbling around. I believe that Autumn would think the same as I do...especially when it comes to weapons against our former Keepers."

"If you think we can both get something out of it, I would like see a partnership...obviously, I can't speak for my King, but if you think its a bad idea, well, we prevent a future problem."