Richard
A one armed argonian sits at a table toward the back, a book opened and placed in front of her. She doesn't seem to be fully paying attention to her reading material, glancing up every so often at the door. To the right of her book is a flagon of mead that seems untouched. She was never one for drinking quickly, preferring to savor each sip and all the flavors involved. Maybe in another life, she would have been a brewer. *Where is he?* She thinks to herself. *He was supposed to be here by now. I have a seat for him and everything.*
Andrea
"Whatcha readin'?" The alleged nord asks, "Looks interesting." Standing right behind the argonian, peering over her shoulder. He takes a step back, walking to the other side of the table, "Did you order me one?" Asks, pointing the flagon, "Usually I try to make sure a woman doesn't pay for her own drinks, but it seems I was too late to stop you."
Richard
"A book." She said flatly. "More specifically, a thaumaturgy spell book." Feeling it rude to continue reading while in the company of a coworker, Steps closes her book and places it in her satchel. Next time she's at the college, maybe someone there could explain the concepts to her that she wasn't getting. "I didn't know you wanted one. Or if you prefer Black Briar or Honningbrew." She takes a sip. "I'm personally a Honningbrew person myself."
Andrea
"Ugh, if I have to hear about the Black-Briars one more time I'll consider swallowing one of my bullets." He says, "Maven wants this, Maven wants that, it's like she owns the Thieves Guild." He sighs, "Honningbrew makes much better mead. Though that mead from Helgen? That's good." He says, "So you're reading up on Thaumaturgy? I can barely wrap my head around destruction, that's why I prefer a more direct approach to things."
Richard
Was that a smile on her face? "I haven't been to Helgen in ages." She sighs. "Still, we are here on business right? You have the contract information, don't you?"
Leonard
Adr: "I thought you had it?" He says, with an almost genuine look of shock on his face, he then breaks and laughs, "Yeah, yeah, one second." He says, placing his satchel on the table, taking a journal out and removing a leaf of paper from it, "Here it is." He says, sliding it over to Steps, "For you, m'lady"
Jaime
Her tail flicks in annoyance as she wonders why Adrian isn't taking this as seriously. She takes the journal and flips it open, giving it a read. "This shouldn't be too hard..." Almost instantly, she closes the journal. "There's a Breton living in Riften. His wife made this contract, apparently he cheated. Scum." The last word came out as more of a hiss.
Leonard
He chuckles, "Hah, the man cheats and she does the Black Sacrament? Someone doesn't have their life together." He says, "Any specific way she wants us to do this? Cause I could do this alone, blindfolded. Unless he's got his own security detail or something."
Jaime
Steps flips through the pages some more, gathering information rather quickly. "Says here that he hangs out in the market all day. Other accounts say he's a flirt." The gears in her brain turn as she begins to make a plan of action. "How about this, I lure him out of town, make him feel secure, and then you take him out?"
Andrea
"Hmmm, market'll be busy, crowd work is my specialty. While you have him distracted I can sneek up and stab him in the throat, and keep moving. That's when you put on the waterworks, keep the crowd distracted while I escape." He says, "Might poison my blade, too, something to make him die faster. I could also hide in the rooftops and take him out from a distance, quick bullet to the head." He says, reaching into his ammo pouch and placing a round lead bullet on the table, "Never understimate the humble sling."
Richard
A sling was a weapon that Steps had never seen up close before, outside of children's toys. Lots of the kids in Riften had them, and it never dawned on her that it could be used to kill. Of course, unless it was seriously modified, she couldn't use it. "Any idea what poison you'll use?" She took another sip of her mead, finishing it.
Andrea
"Paralysis or Harming. Paralysis will stop him from noticing me, no head turning, stiff as a board. Harming will make him die faster, simple as that. Won't need poison for the distance approach, since my poison bullets tend to... Splash a bit."
Richard
"Paralysis might be our best bet." Steps replies. "Or better yet, I know some alchemists have poisons that do both." She opens her bag and looks through the contents, seeing if she had any poisons to help. As it turns out, she didn't have any, but she did have something that might work. The lizard takes a small vial out of her bag and places it in front of Adrian. "Would you care for a potion of invisibility?"
Andrea
"No need, I'm good at avoiding suspicion." He says, "It's all about blending in with the crowd, you have to own that you have no idea what's going on." He continues
Richard
"You are correct in that." Steps looks out the window at the setting sun. "It will be night by the time we make it to Riften. Do you want to rent a room here for the night and leave tomorrow at dawn?"
Andrea
"That'd probably be best." He says, "Market is typically closed at night, so we should wait till mornin."