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[dragonfall]

I have an excess of three hundred chilled jellyfish. They are fresh-caught and will retain their quality so long as they are kept in their current containers. They are in parcels of twenty.

They are free to whomsoever would like them.

Comments

[wearingguess]

Then I would be delighted to take it off your hands! When and where should I pick it up? Also, if you were apparently a little bit self-flagellating when it comes to food but still wanted things to be basically palatable, how do you think you would prepare them?

[dragonfall]

[ He can have them delivered, but...

There is no harm in letting Titus know where he lives, is there? In a text message, he sends along the address of his Level 3 apartment. ]

Here. I will save a parcel for you.

Frying is the most palatable, with a good sauce.

[wearingguess]

[ yessss... titus's year-plus long con to trick estinien into revealing his address has finally paid off ]

Wonderful! I shall come by this evening, if it's all right. How may I repay you? Normally I'd offer some of what I end up cooking, but considering how much it seems you may have already eaten, I think another option is probably better.

[dragonfall]

[ Oh no. ]

There is no repayment necessary.

[ ...but people always insist on repaying him anyway. So, he may as well give he boy an option. ]

A small amount of Chroma would be sufficient.

[ To recoup some of his copious losses.......... ]

[wearingguess]

Splendid! Would you prefer it via "Internet Transfer," or directly? We are about to meet up, after all.

[dragonfall]

I will just take it directly.

[ They're already meeting, so...... ]

[wearingguess]

Wonderful. See you then!

[ ...and then, once it becomes "this evening"...

here he is. ringing the doorbell, knocking on the door politely, or banging on the door with his wand, depending on whether there's a doorbell / how heavily insulated from sound the interior of the building appears from out here. ]

[dragonfall]

[ Well.

This day has finally come.

The door is answered, and there stands Estinien, in the flesh, dressed, hair combed, instead of lazing about in his apartments with his housemates, wasting time, as he is wont to do most of the time.

In his hands is a package. ]

Don't bang on the door.

There is a keypad.