Haesten: "What kind of benefits are we
talking?"
Sebastian: "Legal. Illegal. Does it
matter?"
Haesten: "Ah you don't sound as if
you've thought this through very well have you?" he remarked a bit
smartly.
Sebastian: "Oh, I've thought about it.
I just don't know what you're up for. Unlike me. I'm up for just about
anything."
Haesten: "Mhmm.... Well in that case
I'll get back to you next time I need someone of your... Talents" He
remarked towards the other sort of scoffing before shaking his head and rolling
his eyes. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have actual important things to
do" He finally added before turning to head off again snickering a bit
even as he went. 'What a freak!'
Sebastian: "Either you're unaware of
the full scope of my talents, or you're a wuss."
Haesten: "Or I DON'T CARE!" his
voice called back in almost sing song nature.
Sebastian
strode up and caught Haesten by the arm. He brought his mouth real close to the
other man's ear and said, "I'm good at making problems disappear. Not just
blueballs, as if I'd offer that kind of solution to a wretch like you, anyway.
Contrary to popular belief, there are some basements in Southern California,
Storrisson. Most of those basements contain secrets, and I'm privy to, if not
personally responsible for, many of those secrets. I can sway or outright
dispose of any threat to your organization. And, of course, my partner being who
he is, I have extensive underground connections as well. I guarantee there are
benefits to knowing me, even if you're too short-sighted to see them."
Nostril twitching as the other male dared
to touch Haesten, his jaw slightly clenched. It seemed for a moment as
if he was taking a breath to calm himself but finally he turned with a rather
wicked smirk. "Exactly how stupid do you think I am? I almost want to keep
it that way little Bash... You, thinking everything you say is such information
to me?" he mocked the other rather smartly before yanking arm away.
Nostril somewhat twitching for a moment as he stared at the other he actually
started snickering. "Tell me? Does your husband know you play around
during the day with wretches? What might happen if you disappeared I
wonder..... " He added almost sounding playful despite the very clear
mocking threat.
"I haven't played around with
you," Sebastian said flatly. "And if what I've said isn't news
to you, then you should already know what would happen if I disappear. Oh...
Actually, maybe there's something you don't know. He has... ways... of tracking
me." Sebastian toyed absentmindedly with a small white charm on his belt
loop that vaguely resembled an albino leaf.
"Mmm yeah I was curious on that I
won't lie.... Pity... Then again what use would throwing you down a hole be for
me?" Haesten replied with bit of a scoff at his sudden flip to an
explanation of something he actually hadn't known so damn easily.
"What use, indeed." Sebastian scoffed. "You know, normally I like guys like you. Stalker types who seem to have eyes everywhere and know way more than they should. I wonder why I dislike you so much. Though of course, you don't care. It's okay. No one does. It's fine. You want some free drinks? I'm headed to the fuckin' pub." He shoved his hands in the pockets of his slacks and kicked at the pavement moodily.
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