[It's a wonder why people steer clear of him in confined places, the smell wasn't that bad. Not when you're used to it at least. Either way it cleared the way to find Khamu'wo easier.
He made a point to look around the room, almost exaggeratedly so. Sure the miqo'te was always buried in his tomes, but Ikar didn't see any students. Certainly there was nothing he classified as pressing going on.]
I mean you're not teachin' anyone right now. Do you have any more lessons for the day?
[What a dilemma. Khamu'wo could lie, tell Ikar he's booked up for the day, despite the fact he honestly was about to head out to the Free Company... but that would require him to not do that, and stick around longer than he had planned.
Or he can be truthful and deal with whatever it is Ikar is laying on his feet. It honestly comes down to what would be less annoying in the long run...]
I do indeed have a few more classes to attend.
[Ah.]
But we are in recess at the moment. Out with it, time is ephemeral.
[WOW don't lie to Ikar!! He thought you were his friend! Not that Ikar knew it was a lie anyroad, but it really didn't matter. The question was honestly just a formality, the answer never mattered in the first place.
Closing the gap between them, Ikar leaned his butt up against the desk Khamu'wo was working at and put on his best persuasive smile.]
Look I just figure you been here long enough, cancel the rest of your day! I was goin' to head back soon myself so...
[Rummaging through his pocket he pulled out some spare gil and put it on the table.]
[Khamu'wo grimaced as Ikar placed his fishy ass on his desk, and idly wondered what it'd take to get the smell out. However, soon after Ikar offered a worse affront, and Khamu'wo does nothing to hide his surprise, or irritation.
This little shit is trying to swindle a teleport out of him because he's too broke to get home... Is this what Khamu'wo's life has come to? Truly?]
Ikar. First of all, that is not half—must we return to our math tutoring?
[Khamu'wo at least asks that genuinely, with a hint of worry. Did the marauder before him not retain what he had taught him?]
Second of all, I cannot merely cancel on my students on account of you ill managing your gil... You do realize that, yes?
[Ikar smile faltered with a slight wince at the tutoring comment and immediately went back to rummaging through his pockets, looking for the extra gil that would certainly not be there.]
No-no I'm alright. I must have just misplaced some is all. Coulda sworn I had more.
[He turned his pockets inside out for emphasis. He probably did need some more tutoring, but it wasn't something he wanted to discuss here. Especially since he 100% was just trying to swindle a teleport so it technically didn't have anything to do with his math skills. Still he slouched, dejected for being called so easily.]
Yeah... but you can't tell me they wouldn't enjoy class bein' cancelled. I mean, I would. So what's the harm?
[He just wants you to be his telewhore, he's not asking much!!]
Come on, that's not what I meant. I'm just sayin' they can seek knowledge some other day. It won't kill 'em to come back tomorrow.
[He huffily crosses his arms in stubborn retaliation to the suggestion of work. He just got done with that! He let the suggestion hang awkwardly as he stared directly at Khamu'wo. It was if he kept eye contact with the miqo'te long enough surely he would get his way.]
...Ugh, fine I guess so. But you gotta head back when I do too or I won't accept.
[Khamu'wo rolls his eyes at Ikar, because he clearly knows nothing about those who seek knowledge. However, his insistence that he returns at the same time is interesting, if not curious.]
Why must I? Have you plans for me, or is this merely a pettiness thing?
[Ikar shrugged before pushing off from the desk he was leaning on.]
Eh, it's a lil' a both.
[No hesitation, he'll admit he has petty motivation. Khamu'wo clearly wasn't surprised if he was calling him out on it. So why be bothered? The plans aren't a lie though. He actually had shipped some fish back to the Free Company earlier in the morning. A typical shipment, but he had included some special pricey fish he was saving for himself. He had considered sharing with Khamu'wo for a nice meal...but now he had cemented the idea to make himself look better.]
The plans ain't bullshite either- I promise, but do we gotta deal?
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He made a point to look around the room, almost exaggeratedly so. Sure the miqo'te was always buried in his tomes, but Ikar didn't see any students. Certainly there was nothing he classified as pressing going on.]
I mean you're not teachin' anyone right now. Do you have any more lessons for the day?
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Or he can be truthful and deal with whatever it is Ikar is laying on his feet. It honestly comes down to what would be less annoying in the long run...]
I do indeed have a few more classes to attend.
[Ah.]
But we are in recess at the moment. Out with it, time is ephemeral.
[Find a man who can do both?]
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Closing the gap between them, Ikar leaned his butt up against the desk Khamu'wo was working at and put on his best persuasive smile.]
Look I just figure you been here long enough, cancel the rest of your day! I was goin' to head back soon myself so...
[Rummaging through his pocket he pulled out some spare gil and put it on the table.]
Split the cost?
[He gave way less than half.]
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This little shit is trying to swindle a teleport out of him because he's too broke to get home... Is this what Khamu'wo's life has come to? Truly?]
Ikar. First of all, that is not half—must we return to our math tutoring?
[Khamu'wo at least asks that genuinely, with a hint of worry. Did the marauder before him not retain what he had taught him?]
Second of all, I cannot merely cancel on my students on account of you ill managing your gil... You do realize that, yes?
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No-no I'm alright. I must have just misplaced some is all. Coulda sworn I had more.
[He turned his pockets inside out for emphasis. He probably did need some more tutoring, but it wasn't something he wanted to discuss here. Especially since he 100% was just trying to swindle a teleport so it technically didn't have anything to do with his math skills. Still he slouched, dejected for being called so easily.]
Yeah... but you can't tell me they wouldn't enjoy class bein' cancelled. I mean, I would. So what's the harm?
[He just wants you to be his telewhore, he's not asking much!!]
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[For shame Ikar, not everyone is a lazy slacker like you.]
I am far too busy to play teleporter, surely you can earn yourself the deficient from helping out around the city. There is always work to be done.
[A pause, as he glances over at some disorderly equipment set outside of the storage closet, tomes, armor, some practice dummies...]
Or, better yet I may have some work for you here if that would suffice.
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[He huffily crosses his arms in stubborn retaliation to the suggestion of work. He just got done with that! He let the suggestion hang awkwardly as he stared directly at Khamu'wo. It was if he kept eye contact with the miqo'te long enough surely he would get his way.]
...Ugh, fine I guess so. But you gotta head back when I do too or I won't accept.
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Why must I? Have you plans for me, or is this merely a pettiness thing?
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Eh, it's a lil' a both.
[No hesitation, he'll admit he has petty motivation. Khamu'wo clearly wasn't surprised if he was calling him out on it. So why be bothered? The plans aren't a lie though. He actually had shipped some fish back to the Free Company earlier in the morning. A typical shipment, but he had included some special pricey fish he was saving for himself. He had considered sharing with Khamu'wo for a nice meal...but now he had cemented the idea to make himself look better.]
The plans ain't bullshite either- I promise, but do we gotta deal?