[open] Probably not too bad.

[convictionary]

Who: Gaius and various other people are doing supply runs! Yeah!
When: Ambiguously timed supply shit going on over, let's say, the past four days (so 4/10 to 4/14)!
Where: In the middle of nowhere!
What: There's supply transporting up the yin yang over here!
Rating: None, but it might end up raunchy for all I know! I don't know why I went with the exclamation points but it felt right!

A:

So, what do you think? [Muttered. In case the hero next to him didn't get what Gaius meant a head was inclined towards their employer, Constance, who was fluttering about like a Canadian goose: nasty, vicious, and loud.]

B:

[And that was when Gaius turned to the person next to him and asked:] So, you got any idea where we are?

[A dark wind was starting to howl, with the promise of weather that wasn't quite a storm, but it would still be unpleasant.]

C:

[There had been a dramatic fight between them and bandits which was very heroic and dramatic. It was so fucking badass. I mean, seriously. Everyone did all sorts of cool shit, even the bandits, and this would go on describing that wonder and glory but...look, it would just be intimidating if it did. Just believe in it being heroic.

...]

How much we getting paid, again?

D:

[As a dying on the inside looking Gaius tore into that custard he looked at whatever poor son of a bitch was his dessert partner.] How'd your day go?

[He's kind of dying on the inside right now.]

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[carptricks]

[a snort, and Kaito opts to replace his custard with a cold bottle of chocolate milk. it was dessert-y enough, wasn't it? he speaks as he twists the lid open]

You've gotta be exaggerating. Buttering crumpets could hardly be considered "cooking." Even I can do that.

[convictionary]

...alright, a little, but she's a blue blood and you know how they are. [(Which brings up the question of how he knows someone of that rank in the first place, doesn't it?) But he wags a spoon at Kaito. ALMOST launches a glob of custard by accident but catches himself before it happens because Kaito gave him custard and thus deserves all the joy in the world and also because he wants to eat that. Sluuuurp.]

But credit where credit's due. She didn't want to be that way.

[carptricks]

[it's okay, Kaito knows plenty of "blue bloods" back home. some of them are even trying to put him in jail. not that he's. . . telling Gaius (or anyone else, for that matter) about that part]

[sluuuuurp. he takes a giant gulp of his milk before answering]

Everyone has natural talents, yeah? Some people just weren't blessed by the cooking talent god, or whatever.

[he's being sarcastic]

[convictionary]

Putting it like that...what's yours, Strings?

[Look, there's bait he's going to rise to.]

[carptricks]

[did you WANT him to brag, Gaius?]

Haven't I shown you already? It's magic. Not the spellcasting kind that exists in Blanc, but clever trickery and sleights-of-hand.

[convictionary]

Know the type you're talking about. [There's a gesture that's like, "Go ahead, I give you the opportunity to show off." He's feeling very gracious. He's even going to make the appropriate noises with a minimum amount of sarcasm.]

[carptricks]

[totally taking advantage of this invitation, here. he places his bottle of milk down and flicks his wrist, pulling a deck of cards from out of thin air]

I'm sure you've seen the "pick a card, any card" trick before, yeah?

[shuffle shuffle~]

[convictionary]

'course I have. Had a mate who ran a few games of Find the Lady.

[Oh, good times, good times. (Guess who was working the crowd whilst the game ran.)] Take it you got something like that?

[carptricks]

I can do something better.

[he's already thinking that Gaius might be particularly difficult to deceive. especially if he's familiar with Find the Lady. tricksters could spot tricks from miles and miles away]

[but he doesn't let that show as he fans the deck out in his hands]

Pick up, and you know what to do from there.

[convictionary]

[He does so. Picks a card, memorizes it, and shoves it back in. And he's in such a good mood he's not going to try too hard to find the trick this is what dessert does to him. He might be not saying it, but this is easily an s.link level going up just from sugar.

Just from that. (And man! This is so nostalgic!)]

[carptricks]

[HOW TO GET GAIUS TO BE YOUR FRIEND give him sugar]

[either way, he easily folds the card back into his deck and begins to shuffle. he might be showing off some of the fancier shuffling tricks here, too. . . just because he can. and when he finally stops, he stacks the deck in his palm and taps the very first card on top]

Hn. . . y'know, I'm not quite sure I believe that you put the card back. Are you sure you did?

[nevermind that both of them saw Gaius doing just that moments earlier]

[convictionary]

Might've escaped my mind. One of the problems with doing jobs for the brass here, you don't remember what you do or don't do.

[Yeah, but like, their bond level is maxed, man. Supports are at an A. S.link rising as they speak. They'll go down to normal levels again, but give him sugar and yes, yes, he'll be like whatever you want.]

[carptricks]

You might wanna get those holes in your brain checked, if your memories are leaking out so easily.

[he teases! and then he gestures at Gaius's pocket]

Check in there. Maybe it jumped.

[the card is, indeed, in the pocket. which is funny, because Kaito's hand never got anywhere near it. . . or so it seemed]

1/2

[convictionary]

[For a moment he's going to pretend to be a total dick and fish around as if it's not there. This is deliberate gosh, wherever is it?] You sure about it?

2/2

[convictionary]

[...okay, okay, he's pulling it out.] Nice one, Strings. Got a girl I wish I could introduce you to.

[carptricks]

[his grin widens]

Is she cute?

[asking the important things first]

[convictionary]

[...]

What's your type?

[Dunno! Everybody has different tastes. (This is going in a bad way, abort, abort.)]

[carptricks]

[. . . pffffft]

If you have to ask that, then maybe I should say "nevermind."

[convictionary]

She's one of those professor-teacher types. You're either into them or you have bad memories of school, assuming you saw the inside of one.

[He didn't, really. But he knows the fetish.]

[carptricks]

[definitely not Kaito's type. plus. . .]

When you put it like that you make it sound like she's at least ten years older than me.

[convictionary]

One, some people like 'em older. Two, how old are you anyway?

[carptricks]

Seventeen.

[congratulations on learning that you're hanging out with a teenager, Gaius]

[convictionary]

[The lack of the concept of adolescence in his world means he's taking it in stride.]

Yeah, Miriel's more...

[...

...

Actually, he has no idea. Frown.

...eh. Shrug! Custard.]

[carptricks]

[. . .]

Honestly, I have no idea what that's supposed to mean.

[convictionary]

No clue how old she is. Never asked.