✧ unexpected complication

[quicksilverwings]

[This was supposed to be an easy con. Well, easy-ish.

Taking down the entire IPC is a bit of a far-off pipe dream for Wing and his team (he's still marveling that he's ended up with a team, some days), but particular nasty individuals within or working with them is fair game. Just, you know, make sure picking them off is few and far between.

This was supposed to be a relatively routine takedown of a shithead of a mark. But there's been a wrench thrown into the works--one that the mark refuses to refer to by a name, and it leaves Wing seeing red. A slave.

This fucker has a slave.

Wing maintains his perfectly polite facade, the one meant to lure the target in, so that Wing can lure him into acting against his own best interests, too blinded by what he has to offer. Wing's all smiles, but for anyone really paying attention, he's seething.

Once the mark has left the room--he'll be out for a while, if a couple of Wing's teammates have anything to say about it--Wing makes his way over to get a better look at that slave.]

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[takesitall]

You're a rarity then, Wing.

[He sighs and tosses the coin back.]

Sorry. I'm tired.

[quicksilverwings]

You've had a long day.

[He catches the coin easily, putting it back in his pocket. The tea's steeped long enough by now, so he picks up the mugs and offers one to Kakavasha.]

The blend has cinnamon, I hope that's alright. [A pause.] Also, at least go sit on the sofa instead of standing around.

[takesitall]

Oh, sorry.

[He'll go sit. He's just so unsure of everything right now, can anyone blame him?]

What's cinnamon?

[quicksilverwings]

It's a sort of spice obtained from tree bark.

[takesitall]

...does it taste like bark?

[quicksilverwings]

Nah, not really. It's one of those... I'm not sure how to explain it other than "warm". The exact taste depends on the variety.

[He'll go ahead and sit down himself, taking a sip of his own tea.]

[takesitall]

[Kakavasha takes a sip before quickly taking another sip.]

That sort of tastes like chai...

[quicksilverwings]

Ah, does it?

[Note to self, do a little research...]

[takesitall]

Yeah. It's missing something, but it's still familiar.

[New favorite non-chai get.]

[quicksilverwings]

I'll make sure to keep plenty of this on hand, then!

[takesitall]

[He can't wait.

A month later, Kakavasha is walking back into Wing's apartment with a fresh change of clothes. His others were a little too bloody to be saved.]

He's dead.

[quicksilverwings]

And good riddance to bad trash. Cathartic, I hope?

[takesitall]

Extremely. I won't go into details~

[But it was. A lot. He has some issues he had to work out okay.]

Am I too late for dinner?

[quicksilverwings]

[As long as Kakavasha got that much needed catharsis out of what happened, Wing is glad.

He smiles and shakes his head.]

Not at all. Did you have something in mind?

[takesitall]

Wanna order pizza? It's quick and I'm craving it, I think.

[quicksilverwings]

Yeah, sounds good~

[As he moves over to the sofa and pulls up the site for the nearby pizza place on his laptop, motioning for Kakavasha to join him.]

[takesitall]

[Oh, alright. He joins Wing, peering over at his laptop.]

What was the little round things on the pizza last time?

[Pepperoni, he means pepperoni.]

[quicksilverwings]

Those're called pepperoni.

[takesitall]

Can we get that again? And maybe something new.

[quicksilverwings]

Yeah, we can do that. We've got plenty of options for something new, too. Meat or veggies?

[takesitall]

...veggies.

[A lot of them are still new to Kakavasha, after all.]

But not mushrooms.

[quicksilverwings]

No mushrooms.

[He hums and reads off a few options from the list.]

Any of those sound good?

[takesitall]

Tomatoes and maybe those bell things.

[Bell peppers. He is hoping it's spicy.]

And whatever you want.

[quicksilverwings]

[He hums and adds those to the pizza.]

If you don't mind me adding a little more meat, I'll add sausage? Oh, right, how much sauce and cheese do you want on it? With those, we have the option for "regular," which we did last time, or we can have them go lighter or heavier on either or both.

[takesitall]

...let's go lighter on the cheese. We're still trying to figure out if I'm allergic to dairy, remember?