003 (mar. 7) / video.

[dissenter]

[it's been over a month since qilby last showed his face in a personal post on the network, and since then the pile of books on his workspace have grown to obscene levels. either he's been spending all his food money on these things -- he certainly isn't looking any less gaunt than usual -- or someone's been seriously ignoring their due dates at the library…

due dates don't apply to kings, anyway. and that's the truth!

he smiles a tired smile.] Believe it or not, I think I'm beginning to exhaust Shibusen's library of its resources. A word to the wise -- the selection is smaller than it first appears, when the majority of books are restricted to the public.

[is that a subtle jab at the way things are run? probably not. he's still generally-cheery looking, after all.] I wonder what the policy on traveling outside the city is, when one's not accompanying their partner on a mission. It's dangerous out there, of course, but I'm curious about the rest of this world outside the city's walls. It's not every day that I-- [well, that'd be a lie] ... That most people get to see a new planet, and I'm sure I'm not the only un-partnered individual who's got an itch to explore. The libraries of the world await...

... Perhaps, when things calm down a bit. [you know, when you mighty warriors can afford to sit around and lounge by the pool all day.] In the meantime, does anyone have any suggestions as to other ways of acquiring study material? A man needs to keep himself occupied.

[you have no idea.]

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[dissenter]

[you can practically hear his raised brow in his voice.]

Now, I didn't say that. I don't settle for anything. [you know. king, and all.] There're some problems that just aren't meant to be met head-on like that.

[feelsgoodinyou]

Did I say you should let yourself be caught?

[dissenter]

[hrm.]

You're not exactly what I'd call the greatest influence, Mister...? [an expectant pause, just waiting to be filled in with an introduction.]

[feelsgoodinyou]

'Bakura' will do.

I didn't claim to be one, either. I'm just suggesting the most obvious solution.

[dissenter]

Qilby-- it's a pleasure, Bakura. [maybe. he can't quite tell yet.]

A solution's not a solution if it creates more problems than it solves.

[feelsgoodinyou]

It only creates problems if you're clumsy enough to be caught. Reading leaves no traces, does it?

[dissenter]

The tomes themselves are jealously guarded, and I wouldn't be surprised if there were measures in place to magically detect those souls who intrude upon their space.

[whoops, in rebuffing that argument it kind of makes him come across sounding like he's really thought about this whole STEALING BOOKS business.]

[feelsgoodinyou]

That's what makes it a job for either a pro or a gullible pawn.

[dissenter]

I'm neither. [a little more bluntly than he means to sound...] And you?

[feelsgoodinyou]

I'm a bit of one and a lot of the other.

[dissenter]

What an ambiguous answer. [the words are a little sarcastic, but his tone borders on approval.]

Well, then-- are you offering?

[feelsgoodinyou]

A meeting. [He wants to see what kind of fools this world has to offer.]

There we can see what kind of help you might really need.

[dissenter]

[well THIS isn't an incredibly suspicious conversation...]

I might not be opposed. But what does someone like you have to gain from it?

[feelsgoodinyou]

[You're saying it. No need to make it worse by adding clearly auspiciousness-worthy words like "thief" or "hire".]

Somebody like me? [He makes a small, amused noise.] I'm bored and out of challenges, that's all. Also, you seem to be a knowledgeable man. Maybe I can still learn a thing from you or two. [Or maybe he can use Quilby's presence for his own gain.]

[dissenter]

[okay then, if this is going to be about flattering him, he'll bite.

but he's still wary. intrigued, but wary. it was always the people with something to hide, themselves, that had to be the most suspicious of others' motives.] Mmm... A meeting, then. Where did you have in mind?

[feelsgoodinyou]

Do you go to the Red Light District?

[dissenter]

[HE HAS NO IDEA WHAT THAT IS... boy will he be in for a surprise.]

I don't, but I can certainly change that.

[feelsgoodinyou]

Good. Then meet me in front of the backdoor of te following bar [he sends a brief description of hos to get to one of the strip clubs].

I can't come today, so tomorrow or the day after? Preferably in the evening.

[dissenter]

[an unseen squint at the directions. a bar, huh? a king -- or someone pretending to be a king -- wasn't overly familiar with these sorts of joints.

but he supposed that was a good place to meet, unnoticed. fair enough. this should be relatively uneventful.] ...The day after, I think. How will I know it's you?

[feelsgoodinyou]

[He thinks for a moment, but then inwardly shrugs his shoulders. He'll haev to take this risk.]

I have long white hair and will be wearing a dark coat.

[dissenter]

[well, there probably won't be many people fitting that description.

a wry laugh.] And I daresay you'll have no trouble picking me out. Very well, then.

[feelsgoodinyou]

I'll see you later.

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