| TUESDAY NIGHT, IN TRENO. |
[24 Oct 2012|09:59pm] |
Doctor Tot was not the most sensible of men. He knew this; everyone in Treno knew it. While working in Esthar he was an undisputed genius, and his tendency to forget house keys, appointments, or to put trousers on before leaving the house, was easily overlooked. But he was no longer in Esthar. When Adel was successfully captured and the city disappeared, Tot had been on research business in Lindblum, seeking grants from the Regent for a new synthetic materia endeavor. He had never been able to go home, and stripped of his funds, his belongings, and his research, had had to start over. But he was an optimistic man, and more importantly, a smart man. Over the next decade, he built a name for himself, tutoring wealthy children in everything from astronomy to alchemy, and in late 2008, settled into retirement in a small apartment overlooking the Treno waterfront.
Aleks Mayhew was one such student. An astonishingly bright boy with the work ethic of a shoopuf and the attitude of a fire flan, teaching him materia synthesis and mechanics had been arguably the most challenging task of Tot's considerable career. But he was not a man to dwell on past slights--or rather, to remember them. Half a decade after Aleks left his tutelage, all Tot had was a sort of dimly glowing pride for his star pupil. And several years after that, when Aleks showed up in Treno with a proposition, Tot couldn't turn him away.
The young man was loitering on Tot's doorstep, smiling casually at passersby who wondered at the handsome new ornament for Tot's porch. He winked at the girls (because what was he if not an adept and studious connoisseur of all that was leggy and beautiful?) and checked his phone idly, for all the world some errant student coming to check in with his professor. ( It wasn't entirely false. )
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| TEXT MESSAGE, TONIGHT. |
[24 Oct 2012|10:13pm] |
TO: White SeeD.
FROM: Kaya.
Mayhew just got back, and with good news. We might have a cure for the petrified sorceresses. Pack your bags and stock up on potions. We're heading back to Cape of Good Hope tomorrow night.
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| Deals. |
[24 Oct 2012|10:26pm] |
To: Aleks.
From: Fang.
If this works, looks like I might just owe ya that pony. You get to deal with gettin it past Kaya though.
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