┇ @pistiisimss He smirks at her from across the room. All eyes are on him and his retainers, beady and black and ready to strike. It makes his skin crawl with excitement. How many times did Sinbad think calling for him would work? He’s been in the Trading Company head’s private quarters enough to have memorized every nook and cranny. It helped that he was usually paying more attention to the details of the room than the menial shit that Sinbad kept trying to feed him, peace and love and happiness and a sustainable future. If it didn’t give Kina dominion over anything, then who the hell cared?
He was waiting now with two of Sinbad’s Generals, staring them down with as big a grin as he could muster. He knows he’s going to win this time too, it was rare he ever let someone else catch up to him in his games.
“You know young miss, we could ditch this place
and go somewhere a lot more fun! I’ll bet there’s
lots of stuff to do in this country, a lot more stuff
to do than staying here in Sinbad’s office!
Whaddya say?”