[Jinx was out of town, and while their normal late night meet-ups were either at one of his businesses or Richard's house, it seemed time to have Richard over to his own house. This was perhaps the second time he had offered such a invitation, and it would always be when his daughter had gone on some mission or another that took her from Aldrip.
He had left the Last Drop in the evening hours once assured that things would run smoothly for the night despite the natives being frigid towards the Chosen. Business remained steady, though the profits hardly mattered as he was supplementing anyway. The hours had shifted it from normal bar to night club, which is how he preferred it in Zaun and how he ran it here.
He returned to his home which was a two-story house where Silco primarily occupied the first floor and his daughter had the upper floor mostly to herself. While he waited for Richard to arrive, he found his way to his alcohol cabinet to pick out a single malt whiskey to savour for the night, adding three ice cubes and settling on the couch to read quietly.
Midway through a page, he became aware of first twinges of a burning sensation of the skin around his mutilated eye. Ah, he should have had Jinx administer his medication before she left, but no matter. He would have to do it while she was gone, and he may as well do so before his lover arrived and have a day of peace from the usual effects as the Shimmer faded. After all, he had no doubt that he and Richard would be spending an increased amount of time together with Jinx on her own little mission; it happened before and he stopped sidestepping the fact that it was bound to happen again.
He did, after all, enjoy Richard's company.
Silco pushed himself from the couch, setting the novel aside before he moved off to this office. By now, he expected Richard to simply walk in rather than knock. It's what he did at his lover's house these days. He was opening one of the drawers of his desk to search for his injection device, finding it and walking back to the open concept living room when the front door opened.]
Sentencing & Medical
[Jinx was out of town, and while their normal late night meet-ups were either at one of his businesses or Richard's house, it seemed time to have Richard over to his own house. This was perhaps the second time he had offered such a invitation, and it would always be when his daughter had gone on some mission or another that took her from Aldrip.
He had left the Last Drop in the evening hours once assured that things would run smoothly for the night despite the natives being frigid towards the Chosen. Business remained steady, though the profits hardly mattered as he was supplementing anyway. The hours had shifted it from normal bar to night club, which is how he preferred it in Zaun and how he ran it here.
He returned to his home which was a two-story house where Silco primarily occupied the first floor and his daughter had the upper floor mostly to herself. While he waited for Richard to arrive, he found his way to his alcohol cabinet to pick out a single malt whiskey to savour for the night, adding three ice cubes and settling on the couch to read quietly.
Midway through a page, he became aware of first twinges of a burning sensation of the skin around his mutilated eye. Ah, he should have had Jinx administer his medication before she left, but no matter. He would have to do it while she was gone, and he may as well do so before his lover arrived and have a day of peace from the usual effects as the Shimmer faded. After all, he had no doubt that he and Richard would be spending an increased amount of time together with Jinx on her own little mission; it happened before and he stopped sidestepping the fact that it was bound to happen again.
He did, after all, enjoy Richard's company.
Silco pushed himself from the couch, setting the novel aside before he moved off to this office. By now, he expected Richard to simply walk in rather than knock. It's what he did at his lover's house these days. He was opening one of the drawers of his desk to search for his injection device, finding it and walking back to the open concept living room when the front door opened.]