wizardmanor | Floor 5, Room 2

You have to know who to talk to, that's all.

[ he still hasn't really spoken to wanderer partly bc of his grouchy reputation. he'll get there eventually but there's been a lot of other things to concern himself with in the interim. ]

I'll contact General Barnett tomorrow. He invited me personally to see what Western Country had to offer firsthand, and I'm sure he wouldn't say no to bringing a fellow Western wizard along.

[ a beat. ]

Do you drink?

I feel like that's more down to luck than anything, unless you're tellin' me you have some way to screen all the countries.

[He's exaggerating because he's still slightly sulky; they really only needed West for this endeavor, it's just that he's genuinely much more used to hammering things out on his own than turning to the establishment or conventional wisdom or running theory or literal experts for, well. Just about anything.

Lone wolf syndrome, awooo......

Cid tilts his head, he is absorbing a lot at once right now. You can probably see the gears turning, or rather they're click-click-clicking like a lighter trying to light or an engine trying to turn.]

A general..... so we'd get to see what their military is using... I guess that's not too bad. [they probably won't get to see anything super-classified, sadly, but it's a start and he is indeed a curious cat; the question gets a blink-blink] Drink? Are we doing another party?

Exactly. I doubt they'll let us see any of the truly dangerous projects, but there's still a lot we can glean regardless.

[ khun nods. ]

Not a party, but with the General and likely a few of his officers. Liquor loosens lips, but it's also just a part of the high society dance.

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