[It is petty, he knows, to find any amount of satisfaction in picking at Rowntree's veneer; it's not as if it's difficult to get a fingernail in under it. That said, the minor twist of annoyance that ripples over the surface serves as a welcome spur on. Blunts some edge.]
Will be acting as my runner between here and there for the duration of the posting, [is honest, and nominally where he might cut the answer short.] The aim being to see him occupied without rousing his suspicion or anyone else's.
[A pointed look.]
I would appreciate it were you to keep these details to yourself.
[ There is a clear process occurring, a weighing up of the things Flint is saying in order to best determine how he feels about it. But something about Redvers being made to play courier, for the sake of itself, seems to lower a hackle.
Tomorrow. In parts and pieces. You'll have written orders waiting for you, but I gather the place we're to be posted requires some degree of outfitting to render it habitable.
[Trust that there will be things ferried over to Kirkwall that they will all need to see delivered to the de Foncé house at unobtrusive intervals.]
I've little interest in playing politics while the Chantry's woman is here. I think we all agree that it would be best to see our business here protected so it may continue undisturbed once she has gone.
[The hard clatter of the rain in the courtyard doesn't quite mute Flint's low noise of assent.]
See to the necessary arrangements with Adjei, would you, [he says after a moment.] Should he require any immediate assistance while we're away, he should feel free to make demands of Rutyer. I suspect Diplomacy owes us all a favor or two.
[ Some of the tension that had wound up once this business was made plain sort of resolves back into something more business-like. He nods to this request, and then
a slight crack in professionalism in the form of a cynical exhale at the summoning of Rutyer's name. Yeah, sure. But what he says is, ]
[Is there some trace sentiment of 'You're fucking telling me' that surfaces in answer to that huff of air? Somewhere in the upward flex of eyebrows or the line of Flint's mouth behind red whiskers, maybe.]
Captain.
[With some jangle of hardware made more or less inaudible by the sheeting rain, Flint moves past him on his original track. Presumably there is a short list of further disasters elsewhere in the Gallows which requires averting before they decamp from the island.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Will be acting as my runner between here and there for the duration of the posting, [is honest, and nominally where he might cut the answer short.] The aim being to see him occupied without rousing his suspicion or anyone else's.
[A pointed look.]
I would appreciate it were you to keep these details to yourself.
no subject
He nods; affirmative. ]
When do we depart?
no subject
[Trust that there will be things ferried over to Kirkwall that they will all need to see delivered to the de Foncé house at unobtrusive intervals.]
I've little interest in playing politics while the Chantry's woman is here. I think we all agree that it would be best to see our business here protected so it may continue undisturbed once she has gone.
no subject
Any agent they willingly put into our hands isn't anyone worth influencing.
[ They are agreed, then. ]
no subject
See to the necessary arrangements with Adjei, would you, [he says after a moment.] Should he require any immediate assistance while we're away, he should feel free to make demands of Rutyer. I suspect Diplomacy owes us all a favor or two.
[For reasons.]
no subject
a slight crack in professionalism in the form of a cynical exhale at the summoning of Rutyer's name. Yeah, sure. But what he says is, ]
Aye, Commander.
[ And steps aside to let Flint pass first. ]
gold star we did it
Captain.
[With some jangle of hardware made more or less inaudible by the sheeting rain, Flint moves past him on his original track. Presumably there is a short list of further disasters elsewhere in the Gallows which requires averting before they decamp from the island.]