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| Topic Started: Monday, 28. April 2014, 11:54 (233 Views) | |
| George Henry Harris | Monday, 28. April 2014, 11:54 Post #1 |
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With a frown at the note Roisin had given him, George dialed the number on it, wondering what exactly Mr. 'Redocorating the Blythe House with graffiti' could want, what he had to do with Roisin and what the hell he possibly had to gain from speaking to him. Then all that was left was waiting to see if that number was really real and not just a prank, so he did. |
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| Dylan Ford | Monday, 28. April 2014, 12:16 Post #2 |
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The phone rang several times before a voice finally came through. "Hello?" Dylan's voice was curious as he looked at his phone again at the number he did not recognize, he waited curious who was calling. |
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| George Henry Harris | Monday, 28. April 2014, 12:23 Post #3 |
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So the number was right, after all... George thought for a moment on how to make him understnd who he was without saying too much on the phone. When he had an idea, he spoke. "Mr. Ford ? Got a note with your number and I'm curious to learn why you want to speak to me so badly that you gave not only the note but an instruction to make me call you to a certain someone we both seem to know..." Hoping Dylan would be getting what he meant, he waited for his reaction. |
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| Dylan Ford | Monday, 28. April 2014, 12:34 Post #4 |
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There was a long silence as the piper processed what he was talking about then it dawned on him. "Ah Roisin! Good girl that one, so then you must be George, heard alot about you mate, most of its good. Then again I got few doubts you will be more impressive than some associates of yours I had the pleasure of meeting." Dylan paused giving George time to remember the incident with Ares and Ronnie, Dylan was sure he heard something of it. "Down to business then? I want to meet you George, We should sit down somewhere and talk. Somewhere safe though, some of your friends are a bit to eager to meet me, I am still rather shy." Edited by Dylan Ford, Monday, 28. April 2014, 12:35.
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| George Henry Harris | Monday, 28. April 2014, 13:00 Post #5 |
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"The one and only, yes. That 'impression' will doubtlessly rely on the associates you speak of, but I think so, if you mean two fellows who thought of getting themselves a bit of easy money and found out it was harder than they thought..." Then he thought again for a while before speaking. "Two things, first a well-meant piece of advice: I don't know what you have to do with Roisin and I don't know if I want to know, but should I find out that either you or one of your friends does anything to her that isn't good for her, I'll pay you a visit. That's not a threat but a promise." After a pause to let those words sink in and be understood he continued. "If you want a meeting, we can do so at a place of your convenience. Bring a friend or two, I'll be alone and trusting you there won't be any violence or tricks." |
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| Dylan Ford | Monday, 28. April 2014, 13:16 Post #6 |
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Dylan had a smirk on the other end of the phone. "Your boys were brave, a bit daft but brave nonetheless." The piper's smirk grew into a smile when George spoke of Roisin. "No worries mate, Roisin is very special to me, I like to think its a mutual thing, but that girl can be hard to read. As for whats good for her, few things better for that girl than myself, ask her how she met me if you really care for her" The piper listened as George agreed to meet him. "We can meet alone, some friends of mine got tempers. I am sure you understand how that goes. Going to take you on your word that you want a friendly conversation here George, if you are thinking to line your pockets at my expense......well lets just say that would not be a very good idea. So shal we say the dream, tomorrow, Midnightish?" Edited by Dylan Ford, Monday, 28. April 2014, 13:17.
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| George Henry Harris | Monday, 28. April 2014, 14:17 Post #7 |
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George shrugged and smile to the description of Ronnie and Ares. True it was a bit insulting, but unfortunately it fit them quite well... "Well, can't expect anyone to be a genius, eh ? Braveness with a bit of daft seems to run in the family, can't do much against it..." Again he shrugged though Dylan couldn't see that, before he decided to put things as clear as he could on the phone. "Let's just say I worry about her with the whole situation that could get out of hand. I could do that, yes, but I'm not sure she'd tell me, privacy and all, you know ?" The last words seemed to cause a small smile to appear, at least it sounded that way. "I do, yes. Dream, tomorrow, around midnight, we have a deal. I don't want to line my pockets at your expense, just a friendly conversation indeed... Though I'm surprised you only seem to have friends with a temper..." |
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| Dylan Ford | Monday, 28. April 2014, 18:01 Post #8 |
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Dylan also smiled as George spoke of his friends. "So long as their temper is not a thing directed toward me, they are often the best sort of friends." "As for things getting out of hand, well we can discuss some of that in person, see you tomorrow George." Dylan gave George time to say farewell before hanging up the phone. |
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| George Henry Harris | Wednesday, 30. April 2014, 14:53 Post #9 |
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George nodded on that point. "True that." Then the time came to close the issue on the phone so he smiled and closed the matter. "See you tomorrow..." After that he waited until Dylan had hung up and then hung up himself. That meeting hopefully didn't turn out too bad. |
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