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A Return to the Buckle

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Acacea:
Some years later, Tori checks back in at the Silver Buckle, only raising her eyebrows slightly at the changes made. After a brief conversation with Michael, she heads down and returns with a dusty adamantium buckler, but asks that someone tell "that Reid fella" she's looking to settle up and wondering what the damage is.

RollinsCat:
"Tori? Delightful, I saw her and spritely Iri just a short while ago! Alive and well, I'm so pleased to say. I should put a sign out so they'll know to come by - the Bard is in! What do you think?  What do you mean, egotistical? I am a Bard! Why not THE Bard?How can you tell it has a capital letter by the sound of my voice? You're mocking me."

Acacea:
..."Figger room's kept awhile when I ain't workin' 'fore you move some other body in, an' you ain't had ta keep all 'em things. Ain't sure what it all 'mounts to, but'll pay it off in work er true, whiche'er you lookin' for. Ain't like me to be goin' off on no job, an' I cain't be talkin' much about it, but somethin' came up last I's up in Bray-noot 'n I ain't lettered er much for writin', heh. Don't reckon it's happenin' again. Have my 'pologies either way. "

RollinsCat:
Andrew settles in a chair and lights a cigar, offering the woman one. "No apologies necessary. You see, that's part of why I got this place. We all disappear from time to time. Work, or love, or teaching, or being trapped by evil beings in the pits somewhere - part and parcel. Just give me a little time to move some furniture around and we'll get you resettled." He pulls out a list of names and room numbers, some with asterisks, some with multiple asterisks and additional footnotes. "As for payment, Jetta has been gone for some time. I have no doubt she's alive, somewhere - she is supremely resourceful. However, this leaves a vacancy for Head of Security. Would you like the job?"

Acacea:
She shakes her head slightly in response to the cigar, standing with her unloaded crossbow resting against her shoulder.  She considers Andrew's offer for a moment before nodding. "Can do, like as not.  What all need doin'?"

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