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[rosebyanyother]

"Morrigan Prince. I'm afraid I'm too busy to answer at the moment, but leave a message and I promise to respond as soon as I'm able."

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[rosebyanyother]

[Small mercies that he's not affected....yet...]

Aha, yes well. You have a point there. I was thinking more broadly about resistance within the rest of the network but I imagine you handled that neatly as well.

Morrigan Prince. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[toplieutenant]

In the absence of a leader, the first person to step up is usually in charge. I was already his top lieutenant, so the ascension was natural.

[it helped that no one knew she'd killed him.]

And yours, Mr. Prince.

[rosebyanyother]

I see.

And what kind of business do you do here? If you don't mind my asking.

[Not that he particularly cares if she minds. It's prudent, he thinks, to know all the players of the game in Duplicity. Even if he currently isn't sure if he wants to hold cards. He at least wants to know where he might go to be dealt in, if necessary.]

[toplieutenant]

I own a club in the Down called Crimson.

[she doesn't mind. and it's not a lie. it is, however, not the full truth. she may be required to tell the truth, but she's not stupid.]

[rosebyanyother]

You didn't feel like resuming your previous line of work?

[Of course, building a criminal organization from the ground up would undoubtedly be harder than taking one over. But a person with that kind of drive usually does not simply walk away from it. Peter hasn't completely walked away from thieving, after all.]

[toplieutenant]

It's difficult to run a criminal syndicate in a galaxy that doesn't exist here, but I do appreciate the opportunity to run a club.

[rosebyanyother]

[Oh, she is clever, isn't she. So is Peter, though.]

You mean to say, you're finding it difficult? Running a criminal organization here, I mean. Not the club. Although perhaps the club too.

[toplieutenant]

To reiterate, it's difficult to run a criminal syndicate in a galaxy that doesn't seem to exist here, but I appreciate the opportunity to run a club.

Which you're more than welcome to stop by and visit at any time. Crimson, in the Down. Your first drink is on the house.

[rosebyanyother]

[Yes, alright, Peter knows when to push and when to stop pushing. Badgering her won't do any good.]

Ah, yes, I've heard of it but haven't gotten around to investigating. But with a offer like that, I may have to rectify my oversight.

And perhaps we might make our acquaintances face to face? I would like to properly meet you.

[toplieutenant]

We're open late into the evening. Please come by any time.