Import, export. Protection services. That sort of thing.
[He levels a calm gaze at Boba. There are all, of course, carefully-picked euphemisms - and if the kid is as good as he thinks he might be, he expects him to pick up on that fact.]
[Boba hears those words and thinks smuggling and protection rackets. It’s not unexpected given what the man had said about being on the same side of the law and Boba's reaction shows no surprise.]
[He pauses for a moment.] That, and this. [Saying so, he rests a hand on the table and forms a fist. Then, he knocks sharply on the wood—or at least, that’s what he appears to be doing. Yet, for all that he’s clearly knocking on the table with enough force to produce a sound, the action is completely silent. The same will happen if Alfie attempts to knock on the table himself—so long as Boba is in contact with it, there is no sound.
Maybe it’s not the flashiest power, but the ability to be completely silent—and to extend that silence to anything he touches—is a valuable skill for any discreet courier.]
[Damn, that's impressive. Alfie doesn't use his own powers much - he doesn't want to come to rely on them too much, and then be at a disadvantage if and when they're taken away - but he has a healthy appreciation for their uses.]
[Boba drops the aura of silence enveloping him, a slight smile flashing across his face just briefly before it shutters back behind his professional facade.]
[As wary as Boba has been throughout this encounter, there’s less hesitation when he reaches out to shake the man’s hand now. It’s always nice to find a client who takes him seriously—and who sounds like he could be a reliable source of future work.]
sorry for the slower replies! hiatus etc.
[He levels a calm gaze at Boba. There are all, of course, carefully-picked euphemisms - and if the kid is as good as he thinks he might be, he expects him to pick up on that fact.]
np!
I see why you’d need a courier.
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[He pauses for a moment.] That, and this. [Saying so, he rests a hand on the table and forms a fist. Then, he knocks sharply on the wood—or at least, that’s what he appears to be doing. Yet, for all that he’s clearly knocking on the table with enough force to produce a sound, the action is completely silent. The same will happen if Alfie attempts to knock on the table himself—so long as Boba is in contact with it, there is no sound.
Maybe it’s not the flashiest power, but the ability to be completely silent—and to extend that silence to anything he touches—is a valuable skill for any discreet courier.]
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Can you do that while walking?
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Of course. I can use it whenever I want to.
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[Alfie says, holding a hand out to him across the table.]
I have got a feeling that we're going to work well together.
wrap?
Likewise.
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