@foxiams : ❛ hush
𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 afforded himself the opportunity of being away - no longer caged to the frozen wastes of belobog and the class divides that still remained in the wake of cocolia. he's known and seen plenty, certainly, more than the average person from-that-planet-he-definitely-is-absolutely-from, but there is nothing quite like the xianzhou luofu and all the splendor it brings. more than anything, there is nothing quite like the profits even the most simple of items here will turn back in belobog, or the profits that information on these... zealous immortals could turn just as easily. everything was sellable, and the xianzhou simply further proved his point.
sampo koski was, in all things, extremely good at what he did. people, no matter how old, were puppets to be manipulated, and his foolish and cowardly facade worn like a second skin that had melded to both soul and personality. but he was smart, wickedly so, and always - almost always, was he the fox in the chicken coop.
but, pun fully intended, tingyun was whole-heartedly in the process of outfoxing him.
he'd been in the process of rambling - a standard behavior, for the merchant and mercenary, affable charms in full swing as he peered down into the warm pools of his opponent's large eyes and offered her his most winning smile. what was he even trying to buy? he doesn't remember. he thinks she might be saying something though - ah! no, he's being silenced.
surprisingly, he shuts up, jaw clamping shut in the wake of one small and petite finger and a near pout permeating the handsome lines of his face. " but- " he begins, and yet finds that nagging finger staring at him still, so sampo's frown deepens - before he sighs, slouching forward in defeat. " rude. " comes his irate mumbling, " sampo koski speaks only words of wisdom that should not be silenced. "
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