[The door is not open. Regardless, the call of 'Enter' manages to be loud enough to hear through it.
The man in question is standing over a large table at the center of the room. He is pouring over a series of maps, and clearly is expecting someone else as he begins to say--]
You were right. It would be better to take the route through--
[And then stops, when he looks up and sees someone considerably larger in every direction from who he'd anticipated. Flint's open expression narrows.]
I have the report-- [ He says this while producing a very tidy piece of parchment, and tapping the flat of it against his palm. ] --for that mess at the Aylmere estate.
Figured I'd deliver it in person, meet the man giving the order.
[ And deliver a response to Flint's little joke. ]
[Insert a moment of reassessment here. Up close, the Crow looks more like a brawler than a man capable of any sort of finesse work. That perception must play nicely into his hands.
Flint nods to a stack of papers in various states of catastrophe, ranging from half scorched to simply miserable handwriting on the part of whomever wrote it.]
[ He nods and delivers the missive to the top of the stack, deliberately not taking stock of every bit of information on the desk. There'll be time for that later, if necessary. ]
I'm sure you know that your reputation precedes you, Captain. [ Emphasis on the captain, there. He knows his rank is now Commander, but the reputation in question isn't that of the Division Head, but of the pirate. ]
[There's a kind of satisfaction in that - being told so by an ex-Crow who must know a thing or two about reputation. Maybe a piece of it shows in crooking line of his mouth.]
[In turn, Lino's response to being deferred to is an amused quirk of his brow.]
As I don't have reason to go prying into affairs of Nascere or a need to substantiate rumors circulating the North Sea, only time will tell if that shadow you cast is deserved.
[A back-handed way of saying you don't have to worry about me, perhaps. He's not interested in digging up dirt on the Forces Commander.]
But I do appreciate your sense of humor, if nothing else.
I'd apologize for the quality of the work you've been applied to, but I assume you had some idea of what you might be getting into when you first joined the outfit.
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The man in question is standing over a large table at the center of the room. He is pouring over a series of maps, and clearly is expecting someone else as he begins to say--]
You were right. It would be better to take the route through--
[And then stops, when he looks up and sees someone considerably larger in every direction from who he'd anticipated. Flint's open expression narrows.]
Can I help you?
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Figured I'd deliver it in person, meet the man giving the order.
[ And deliver a response to Flint's little joke. ]
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[Insert a moment of reassessment here. Up close, the Crow looks more like a brawler than a man capable of any sort of finesse work. That perception must play nicely into his hands.
Flint nods to a stack of papers in various states of catastrophe, ranging from half scorched to simply miserable handwriting on the part of whomever wrote it.]
Feel free to set it there with the others.
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I'm sure you know that your reputation precedes you, Captain. [ Emphasis on the captain, there. He knows his rank is now Commander, but the reputation in question isn't that of the Division Head, but of the pirate. ]
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I defer to your expertise on the matter.
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As I don't have reason to go prying into affairs of Nascere or a need to substantiate rumors circulating the North Sea, only time will tell if that shadow you cast is deserved.
[A back-handed way of saying you don't have to worry about me, perhaps. He's not interested in digging up dirt on the Forces Commander.]
But I do appreciate your sense of humor, if nothing else.
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[No, he absolutely has not.]
I'd apologize for the quality of the work you've been applied to, but I assume you had some idea of what you might be getting into when you first joined the outfit.
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Even if he is.]
No matter. That's all in the report, and I can match a face to the reputation, so I've done what I came here to do.