[ Akira doesn't have a yearning to be Ozymandias' garbage disposal? ... Well then. That thought never quite dawns upon him, and he is shortly left to his own devices somewhere on the immediate outskirts somewhere along the city's walls. Obscured from the attention of any guards by both his location and the night's sky, he enters in Akira's contact information and wastes a considerable amount of time studying the device. If he had been summoned in a more recent time period, he would have already been equipped with this knowledge, to some degree... but, he'd have to make do with filling in a gap that spanned centuries if he wanted to catch up with the ways of modern fantasy.
Soon, his guide emerges back from the shadows. He doesn't have the chance to say anything before Akira explains, in detail, his cover story. After that is done with, and Ozymandias puts on his scientist's lab coat and collects the bag of supplies, he stares mutely at him for a few moments. ]
Hahaha! To think that the talents of a swindler would be more advantageous than those of a King! [ He cocks his head to the side as he takes another moment to ponder this revelation. ] ...But, now that I consider it, to behave like a criminal when being treated like one is only fitting.
[ Playing around with his vials, he straightens and motions Akira to follow alongside him as Ozymandias makes way to move past the guards. ]
No, I have no further query. May our temporary lives as Oblansk Rabnott and Andrew Karkaroff [ ... Ozymandias and Akira, respectively. ] begin!
[ With that unnecessarily dramatic flourish from a man full of them, he leads Akira to the main road. Just as they're about to reach the entryway, the two guards manning the front stop them in the tracks, asking for identification. In a display of meek social awkwardness, Ozymandias stares at the ground while fumbling in his pockets for his identification card, before showing it to the men. Nodding at both Ozymandias and Akira, one of the guards continues through their questionnaire.
"Where are you staying?" Replying tepidly with 'the Noble District', the guard then asks for the... address. Or, in absence of that, more specifications. To that, Ozymandias shoots Akira a look. ]
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Soon, his guide emerges back from the shadows. He doesn't have the chance to say anything before Akira explains, in detail, his cover story. After that is done with, and Ozymandias puts on his scientist's lab coat and collects the bag of supplies, he stares mutely at him for a few moments. ]
Hahaha! To think that the talents of a swindler would be more advantageous than those of a King! [ He cocks his head to the side as he takes another moment to ponder this revelation. ] ...But, now that I consider it, to behave like a criminal when being treated like one is only fitting.
[ Playing around with his vials, he straightens and motions Akira to follow alongside him as Ozymandias makes way to move past the guards. ]
No, I have no further query. May our temporary lives as Oblansk Rabnott and Andrew Karkaroff [ ... Ozymandias and Akira, respectively. ] begin!
[ With that unnecessarily dramatic flourish from a man full of them, he leads Akira to the main road. Just as they're about to reach the entryway, the two guards manning the front stop them in the tracks, asking for identification. In a display of meek social awkwardness, Ozymandias stares at the ground while fumbling in his pockets for his identification card, before showing it to the men. Nodding at both Ozymandias and Akira, one of the guards continues through their questionnaire.
"Where are you staying?" Replying tepidly with 'the Noble District', the guard then asks for the... address. Or, in absence of that, more specifications. To that, Ozymandias shoots Akira a look. ]