Akane was there too. She waited in the area trying to remain out of sight. If possible she tried to look into the shop. If she could find the mark, she kept track of him ready to start screwing with him as soon as possible. "This is gonna be fun, ain't it Puddin'?"
Akane stood ready, back at the secretish area, to screw with this guys emotions. Whenever the topic of money comes up she uses Incite, whenever the talk of leaving everything to us and going away comes up she will be using Lithium Level 1.
**I say that now because I don't want to hold up the quest if I get busy with school and forget to post :)**
She arrives at the Haberdashery just after Dreck and Jougo go inside. Dressed in an Elexian Government attire embroidered with the Treasury symbol. She noticed Akane was outside, not in disguise. Crap, I knew I overdressed She let out a sigh and pulled out her mask and placed it over her face, away from the view of any people that could be walking about.
She waits just outside the door out of site, waiting for a good que to make her entrance.
"T...Trickle? Who ... Look, I'll get the money, money isn't a problem, it's not even that much really, I mean, who's gonna do something drastic over a couple hundred gold? Like .... Okay, you guys maybe, but why would someone hire you all to collect such a .... paltry amount?"
**Dreck's eyes went flinty and hard. It was a look most nadrasks learn to adopt at a depressingly young age.**
Dreck - "Are you telling us that our time is worthless? I'm going to tell you what is worthless, to us. Your well-being."
**He crossed closer to the counter, slicing the tip of his cigar off with a knife.**
Dreck - "You see, up until now your debt's been standing up to your knees in the sand. You can't get out, sure, but it doesn't seem like a big deal. But now you've been slipped down to us, and you've been buried up to your neck. And the sand is just going to keep pouring down on your head."
**He lit the cigar.**
Dreck - "We don't care about you getting out, friend. What we care about is draining those last few terrified breaths you get before you're buried alive. After that, well. You're already buried. Our job's done."