Gideon didn't interrupt her. There was no point, he now knew why he was brought to this exclusive establishment. I'm being recruited. Occasionally, he would take sips of coffee from his cup, but he always gently set it down. As if not to disrupt her flow of information. He did thank her when she refilled his cup, but fell right back to silence. The Young Wolf wasn't sure of any of this information. He looked away from Miss Harker for a moment. His dark eyes scanned the room before they fixated on the dark velvet pouch that contained the badge of Mina's organization. Talbot reached across and picked up the bag. He opened it, and let the broach slide out into the palm of his hand. His dark eyes now took in every detail that the broach had. He was committing the visual details to memory. "I'm sure you can understand that I have my reservations" His dark eyes left the broach and found Mina's "Let's say I agree to this. That I join. Would I have access to the information that your field agents have compiled over the years?" There was information regarding one singular event that Gideon wanted access to. The night his father, Lawrence died. His body was discovered on the steps of Westminister Palace when Gideon was just a boy. All the Talbot Legacy knew was that his father died bloody. His mother never told him the details or the potential suspects that might've been involved. She didn't even want Gideon to come back to London. But here he was. He wanted answers. Maybe this was his way of getting said answers.
Her lips tugged apart, her white teeth breaking through the soft lips as the smile took over her face for a moment. She had him, and her eyes sparkled for a moment at the delights she knew she could share with him. Thinking of the massive underground library of secretive information about every family who ever crossed into the British lands, the queen herself knew nothing of what they had gathered. Information was power and her organisation knew this in spades, Gideon would fit in well, his fight and his thirst for knowledge would be an asset "I have to say here, Mr Gideon" she paused for a moment another smile crossing her lips "Talbot, son of Lawrence and Ceres" She raised her cup to her mouth for a moment sipping the delicate Indian brewed tea, her eyes never leaving his face "I have not been entirely honest with you during our rather pleasurable conversation, my organisation has been following you for many years. Eager to see which direction you would head after the horrific tragedies of your past" picking up a delicate napkin she dabbed at her lips, placing the napkin in her lap. Reaching across she caressed his hand gently for a moment before plucking the bird brooch from his rolling it across her fingers she flipped it between each finger, watching its flight across her hands "we have the information you seek my friend, the question is, what will you do to get it?" Her eyes locked onto his as she bent forward over the table and plucking at his lapel of his vest, flipping it aside she attached the brooch underneath and laid the lapel back on top. Sitting back down she smiled at him again as she picked up her tea "So Mr Talbot, what will you do?'
I keep wondering if I should make DARK Universe account, as the post I am writing for the main RPG really has nothing to do with this character... but I also REALLLLLY don't want to have ANOTHER account...
@zauberin: Please trust that I am always up front with people and would never get angry if you changed your mind about a plan we had :) I am one of the old crew, been around for a LOOONNNGGGG time. Back before all these rules and regulations, I am used to people switching things on me. Hell, I like it :D
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