[Tiburon][U] The Buoyant Bistro

[DarkAbyssKeeper]

"Would you prefer the term 'accept suggestions' over 'take directions'?" the Lord asked calmly.

[Riesig]

Riesig gave a solid nod at that. "That seems much better. Glad to make this exchange!" Assuming that he rewrote, or edited his current contract, Riesig signed and pulled some small flames from his head (after lighting it) to singe his mark into the paper just below it. His mark was a small flame with a swirl around it.

[DarkAbyssKeeper]

The fresh contract was quickly rolled up and tucked away.

"Is there somewhere you can be reached when it is time for the Ball?" the lord asked.

[Riesig]

"Huh. Hadn't really thought of that. I suppose I could stay in an inn for a bit. I usually just go sleep in a river or something. Any you recommend?" Who knows. Maybe he would enjoy being inside and away from all the things that lurk outside...nah it was going to be boring. But he would deal with it.

[DarkAbyssKeeper]

Lord Belmont scribbled something on a scrap of paper and slid it over to Riesig.

"This place is likely out of your usual price range, tell them I sent you." he said.

[Riesig]

"Woah, thanks boss man. I'll see you at the ball then." Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. He grabbed the paper and headed out as he shifted his mist down into a belt. This was going to be fun.