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Huffs and goes to fetch drinks, coming back with four drinks and hands two to Thris and Brecker. The other two are quickly drunk by himself. "Thris, you are good at this. Always more polite and to the point then I ever am. So Breaker or whatever, what you say? Wanna talk and make a partnership with us? It has some benefits, but you can imagine what those are."

 Thris takes the drink, saying in Elvish, "Thank you, Poppy, but I didn't want you to go get something, but see if you could get someone's attention."  He sips the drink and smiles in appreciation at the taste.  He didn't care for the taste of alcohol but this drink nicely covered that without being too strong.

Nodding to Brecker, he says, "Thank you, sir.  I am afraid we may have imbibed too much before we arrived so a little tinkle now would be a relief."  Thris does his best to keep his tone light and conversational.

Staring at Breaker with more then a little annoyance in his eyes, but looks at Jaxonn when he appears and sighs dramatically. "We will be right along sweetie. I need to fix my makeup before I meet anyone else." Downs his two drinks with ease and sets the glasses to the side before pulling a compact and applying more glitter to his face and chest. "I do hope this man is more polite than Brecker, I would hate to be insulted by the host like his servant. It is so hard to find good help." Sighs and leans on Thris, winking at him with a devilish grin. 

Thris sighs theatrically and winks back.

As you walk into the room from the hallway you just exited, you see it is a very large room. The rest of your group is in the middle of a discussion with a figure sitting on a large chair, several screens plugged into the Arms of it. As you get closer you realize that the figure is a humanoid, appearing to be an Android of sorts with a featureless face that has a majestic orange bird painted on it. The android, who you assume must be Pheonix Fire, the man you came here to meet, is in a discussion with Kaitlin as Freir and Ro look at what appears to be weapons a few feet away, alongside a few other agents dressed similarly to Brecker. As you walk over to them, led by Jaxonn, Pheonix calls over to you. “Ah, Brecker my boy. I see you have met our honored guests.” He says in a robotic voice, carrying absurd amounts of authority. Kaitlin shoots you an exasperated look, before going back to talking to about what you assume to be a treaty between the rebellion and the organization of the Phoenix Feathers, the crime syndicate run by Pheonix.

"So, Brecker, what do you do for your...organization?" Thris asks, all the while maintaining the appearance of a useless dandy.

Staring openly at the man in front of them, if it was a man. He had never seen a metal man like this before, he had so many odd attachments and equipment. Looking at Thris and not even trying to whisper, "I don't think my normal seduction method will work. I need a moment to figure out how to act now." Walking to Katalin and patting her shoulder, "Deep breath and relax sweetie. Don't get too stressed." Looking at their host and bowing slightly at him. "Mr. Phoenix Feathers, it is a pleasure and honor to meet you and your associate Brecker. I do hope the talks with my associates are going well, I know they have a great amount of respect for you." 

A loud metallic grinding noise emanates from his throat, that you assume to be some sort of cough. “My name is Pheonix Fire, what you said is the name of my organization. But you can just address me as Pheonix. I’m sorry, I’ve been a terrible host, would you all mind introducing yourselves?” He asks to you and Thris.

Thris bowed politely, and with chagrine. "My apologies, sir, for not introducing myself to my host. It was unforgivably rude."  Anyone listening to Thris would have noticed, and likely been surprised at, the ease with which Thris' tone and manner became courtly.  He didn't talk about it much but his parents had been well-respected nobles of middle rank prior to the invasion and they had made sure their children, including Thris, had the bearing and manners of the nobility.

"My name is Thristollia al'Shameer, of the House of Shameer, of the Dambril Clan, once, and hopefully again, of the Dambril Woods.  I thank you for your hospitality this evening."  He concluded with another bow.

(Sorry, life got busy) 

Noding at Pheonix, a bit embarrassed he had messed up his name. Surely that wasn't too uncommon for the metal man, the sight of him had knocked Poppy off balance. Still it was a disaster yet. "Oops, apologies. I am not known for my sharp mind, but I am skilled in my areas of expertise. Mr. Phoenix Fire, it is lovely to meet you. I am Poppy, don't let my outfit fool you. I am good at what I do, and that is a grand many things." Poppy's introduction was different then Thris, his was to be friendly and treat this person as if they were already friends. "So Phoenix, lovely home you have. I enjoyed what I have seen, but I am far more impressed with Brecker. It's hard to get someone reliable and good looking, bravo my friend. Such a powerhouse of intimidation and a tongue as sharp as a dagger, such a grand combination."

(hello?) 

(I’m so sorry, school started up and, as you said, life happens. Post is being typed as we speak.)

(Just checking people were still here.) 

“Oh, thank you, Poppy. Quite the outgoing one, I see.” Pheonix says unemotionally.

"Yes sir! I believe in being myself and living happily, even if it is unfortunate to my enemies. I would say I am a honest man, but I am definitely not one. I am a scoundrel and a troublemaker, I just choose who to cause trouble." Winking at Pheonix and blowing them a kiss. 

Pheonix just doesn’t talk, and if he had eyes you get the feeling that he is staring at you incredulously. Kaitlin stands next to you is trying not too laugh, but failing.

(sorry if I don’t post for a while [this isn’t a directly now thing just in general] but trust me this will not die until the story is done or dnd beyond shuts down!)

"Phoenix, sir, again, thank you for your hospitality.  If we may be of any assistance, please do not hesitate to call upon me." Thris smiles around and, grabbing Poppy's arm firmly, steps back, hissing out the side of his mouth, "Shut it, Poppy."

Smiling back at Thris, "Okay, I think he likes me." Staring back at the metal person and his bodyguard, "I think both of them are warming up to us."

ooc: Hi, all.  just checking in.

Ooc: Still here. 

Ooc: school sucks

”Trust me, my flamboyant friend. You and your compatriots are some of the most pleasant company I’ve had in a while.” Pheonix says with a chuckle. Ro comes up behind you from the crates of supplies.

”All the gear checks out. All we have to do is some specific tasks and we get payed in this stuff? What kinda business are you running to be this generous?” She asks incredulously. Pheonix glances over at her, and simply says “I have a grudge.” With anger tinging his artificial voice.

you spend the next few minutes discussing, and you find Pheonix to be an amiable person, but definitely aware he is the smartest in the room. You learn that Pheonix will be supplying the rebellion with weapons and supplies as long as you work on some, well, particularly violent tasks against the coalition. You can’t seem to figure out why he hates them so much, he just seems to hate them. You where about to go to specifics of the first, well, ‘task’ when suddenly Pheonix motions for everyone to stop talking as he says “Ahhh, our new visitor”.

a voice that is oddly familiar to you, dripping with sarcastic kindness says: “Oh, you have other guests!”.

and then you remember where the voice comes from.

its that darkness wizard from the camp.