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This locket's pretty nifty. [Lancer, poised on the edge of a cliff, leaned his locket against one rock as he fiddled with a cloak and brooch, trying to pin one to the other without ripping it. He kept doing it over and over so he could weather it down and make it more comfortable to wear. When he got into a good little cycle of repetition, he spoke up, again.]

So, hey--I'm curious, has anyone heard about any 'help wanted' situations in Caer Glaem? I'd ask, but I figure this little artifact's got a good reputation is folks're using it so often.

[He continued talking, returning his eyes to the cloak and brooch.]

Let's see--I'm good with a plow, I know my way around horses and spreading seed... [Said nonchalantly, examining his handiwork.]

Pretty good at preparing and serving food. I wouldn't recommend me as the cook, though. I can read and write. [Conveniently, in every language on Earth.]

I'm a really good gardener, too--on top of farming, I mean. If you like flower-arrangement and things like that, you could say I've got a real knack for it.

[Lancer, seemingly content with the work he had done with the cloak and brooch, set both aside and began folding them where they lay. He crossed his arms and grinned back at the locket.]

So, if you folks know anyone who's hiring, put in a good word for me! You can call me [A pause. Lancer definitely stopped at that, thinking through his options.] Lancer. Yeah, I'll stick with that. It's gotten to be a habit, by now.

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[She considers ignoring this. She really does when he mentions the Seelie castle, but it was only a matter of time before Lancer realized she was present.

Time to stick to voice only to not have to answer all those 'what happened to your face questions'.]

Some habits are harder to break than others, Lancer.

[Well, that makes two people from back home over in the Seelie court now. Time to talk to Rin about this.]

[Still as pale and doll-like as ever, Saber. He doesn't know you enough to know when you're super evil or not!]

Ahhh? Even you, too? Though, I guess it makes sense. These folks in charge really are getting desperate.

[Keeps those paws to yourself.]

One would think, to bring those of us that understand their kind far better than they should prefer.

[...wait, double lancer all the way across the Seelie Court...

...

well, he could be reading this wrong...]

Unless I'm making entirely the wrong assumption here, I wouldn't expect most Lancers to be practiced in the art of floral arrangements.

[Rose themes, maybe. Actual flower arrangements? Naaah.]

[Yeowch. Also... nah.]

What, politicians? I was never one for that kinda thing. Treatises, bartering and negotiations were always better suited for folks who really hated the sight of their own weapons, none the less the enemy and their weapons.

Ohh, I dunno if that title's something that would be associated with floral arrangements!

[He grinned a bit happily, glad someone at least stayed on the topic at hand--]

I used to have my own little garden, though I didn't always get to tend to it. I like to think I have a knack for reading the type of flower for whatever situation one needs a bouquet for. 'Course, I need to get more antiquated with these local species...

[huh, she listens to all that...]

Can you clean?

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[Oh, hey, a looker. Still, Lancer managed to contain himself for a little air of professionalism--]

Well, you've gotta be more specific.

[oh no lancer honey, this is a dork in disguise.

You know, cleaning! Floors, washing clothes, tidying up after people... Because if you can, I'd say you're totally qualified to work at an inn!

I do not think the monarchs here are interested in treaties and negotiations.

Though I must ask, are you bored already?

Bored? Why do you think that?

[Lancer was just a guy who had to be all over the place. That's it!]

Anything 'cept chamber pots, I'll tell ya', missy.

[That was to say--if she gave him a yes on that, he'd give it his all.]

You are offering to weed gardens.

That probably depends on the innkeeper you're working for! If you end up with someone nice, maybe you'll be able to escape that cruel fate...

Eh. You must never have had actually needed to touch coins, huh? [He didn't add 'as a king' since he was sure it'd be rude to out Saber so quickly.]

Eh? I thought you were offerin' a job. Was that just a recommendation?

[Because, he totally knew he could do that--!]

Can you provide an example of your gardening skills?

[even without money at the moment, she can't imagine it'll stay that way forever, and what he's describing may make him a suitable candidate for staff.]

Can't start with an example of my own, unfortunately.

I'd need to see the customer and what the stock available would be before I played to that kinda gambit, y'know.

H-Hey, I just got here the other day! If I had a job to offer you, I would.

But it's still a good suggestion! There are inns everywhere, there has to be one in this town.

In my youth, Lancer. I was a squire, once upon a time.

[She appreciates the not-outing, though considering the damn fae treat her like royalty, it's only a matter of time.]

A shame. If you found a way to display your talent, I would perhaps have a position for you.

[ a sigh. ] No, at this point I'm not even surprised to see your face. And it seems we're enemies again, to boot.

[ at least on the surface. so far archer really doesn't care much for the unseelie, even if he's nominally one of their's. ]

Though I never expected to hear you offer yourself for such domestic services.

Ahhh, is that how that story went? [He only knew King Arthur was a terrifying swordsman, really. There was some other nonsense, but--]

Well, you've gotta dig in your old memories, then. Folks need coin to go to taverns and party. Am I supposed to just rob folks to socialize?

Hah. No worries, missy. I wouldn't hold it against ya'. Still, I was all ready to head out and start. I could use the coin.

[He grinned, shrugging nonchalantly.]

But, I should ask--have ya' got a name to go with that pretty face?

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