🏴‍☠️ IC contact; Duplicity

[calicoat]

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[calicoat]

[ He’s having a hard time deciphering what that theme is supposed to be, exactly. It’s upscale, sure, very classy. Not the kind of place that would let riffraff like him in, if he hadn’t updated his wardrobe to blend in a little easier. ]

God, no. There’s a tavern for drinking and arguing, and a brothel for drinking and fucking. No wealth of demand for anything else.

[chuffle]

Well. I think a tavern for drinking and arguing wouldn't go amiss here.

[She nods a little to the bar.]

It's owned by mages. You can practically smell the magic coming off the bar. If you wait long enough, someone will make a show of it, sooner or later.

[She nods a bit.]

There's a secret room. Back there.

[She points with the tip of her nose.]

[calicoat]

Well-versed in magic, are you, Daphne?

[ What does magic smell like, exactly? ]

[chuffle]

I've seen it.

Can't say more than that.

[Which is pretty true, considering. She lifts her nose a little, and watches as their drinks are served.]

I want you to imagine Charles in here.

[calicoat]

That's a tall ask. Cloud of smoke and a bed of furs, is more his style.

[ Jack thanks the server, and has himself a sip. Drinks are good, at least. ]

[chuffle]

There are shitty bars in the Down, but nothing in the Up that's not quite this...frilly.

[She opens her hand.]

Planning on offering them danger?