Thus Alhaitham tries to make the trip between buildings quick and using them as intermediaries to try and dodge too much falling unconscious. He can only hit his head so many times.
When he finally catches Mabel in his circling it's at the wildcat range. Probably to look around the new area he assumes, but Alhaitham approaches with loud steps so that in case she's armed she doesn't get startled and, like, shoot him.]
Mabel. I have a commission for you if you're up for it.
[ Yeah, what's a better combination than liquor and live ammunition. There's nothing here left of the former, but the selection of the latter almost feels like an open invitation for something to happen.
Mabel's checking underneath the bar, seeing if there's anything other than pickled eggs, as she pokes her head back up when she hears Alhaitham approach her. ]
Really? [ it's not completely out of left field, maybe, but it does seem to surprise her a bit. ] Uh, sure, I'm open. What did you have in mind?
[Unfortunately someone can still easily combine the two, but luckily it won't be Alhaitham.]
I'd like for you to make a portrait of Amaya. [There's no currency to pay her with but he's prepared to figure out other compensation if Mabel needs.] She put together a shrine for those who have died here in the chapel with drawings of each of them. For obvious reasons she can't provide her own image.
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Thus Alhaitham tries to make the trip between buildings quick and using them as intermediaries to try and dodge too much falling unconscious. He can only hit his head so many times.
When he finally catches Mabel in his circling it's at the wildcat range. Probably to look around the new area he assumes, but Alhaitham approaches with loud steps so that in case she's armed she doesn't get startled and, like, shoot him.]
Mabel. I have a commission for you if you're up for it.
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Mabel's checking underneath the bar, seeing if there's anything other than pickled eggs, as she pokes her head back up when she hears Alhaitham approach her. ]
Really? [ it's not completely out of left field, maybe, but it does seem to surprise her a bit. ] Uh, sure, I'm open. What did you have in mind?
no subject
I'd like for you to make a portrait of Amaya. [There's no currency to pay her with but he's prepared to figure out other compensation if Mabel needs.] She put together a shrine for those who have died here in the chapel with drawings of each of them. For obvious reasons she can't provide her own image.