boombox
"Hush now, you can have your bag later, you have a concussion, that needs to rest a while you know?"
Fort_Master_Gustav
"My you are an odd fellow aren't you? What do you fancy, I have a wonderful Claret, or there is Port if you prefer."
He stands up and walks to a cabinet in the corner. The door of the room opens and Hermione walks in, Jasper looks up.
"Ah hello my dear, we were just about to have a little drink, care to join us?"
"No, thank you Jasper, I just came to say I am going to retire for the night."
"Ah, very well old girl, bit of a troubling day eh?"
She looks at Jasper as if he has just made the understatement of the century.
"Good night dear."
The door closes behind her again.
"So, Mr Ambassador, what will it be?"
Drakador_Chaos
The Mayor walks up the stairs, Nurian catches a glimpse of his face as he reaches the top, and he looks like he is incensed, however when they reach the door he turns, and there is a wide smile on his face again. He opens the door.
"Please, after you."
Apart from a plush armchair placed in front of a desk, the desk and it's own armchair, and a bookshelf, the room is entirely featureless, there is a large bay window, upon which the rain drums ceaselessly. The mayor walks over to the desk, and sits in the chair, slumping slightly, he looks a little tired. He gestures to the seat.
"Please sit, and tell me, what exactly do you want to know about? I will oblige as best I can."
