"I'm afraid the only property I have available right now has seen better days. The location is good, but the building is a money pit. You'd be better off knocking it down and building a new one in its place. The tenants are also problematic, but they will be evicted soon. Some more forcefully than others, if necessary." She pauses for a moment, considering taking out a cigarette, when all she really wants is a hit of jazz.
"I'm afraid I can't disclose any of my other clients. I am a professional, and people pay me for my discretion. I have also already entered into a contract, and I have never been one to voluntarily break a deal after I've agreed to it. I have had good business relations with your people so far, and I reached out to our mutual business acquaintance in an attempt to clarify any conflicts of interest prior to entering into a binding agreement. Unfortunately, he became...indisposed," She gives Twine a look at this comment, "and was unable to get back to me in a timely manner. I took his silence for consent."
"I'm sure if you were more forthcoming with the specifics of your property needs, we could come to a mutually beneficial agreement that does not conflict with the contract I already agreed to. If not, then I'm afraid we'll have to part ways on less than positive terms." Baba finishes, stopping their walk to look Twine in the eye.
@Baba Yaga
Twine is one of the most attractive orks you've ever seen in your life, not in a human way either. Alot of orks who are "hot" these days are just doing their best human impression, but this one... He's all ork. And in his prime, too; about ten years younger than you. His tusks are sharp and pronounced and his skin is damn near green. They don't grow em like him anymore. With most big players like him, the kind of attitude you're throwing around might cost you some points, but he seems positively impressed by the fact that you'd punch him right in the mouth if you felt it necessary. Not only that, but you seem completely unphased by his money and status. He takes a moment to look you up and down with those bright yellow eyes of his before responding, not in a sexual way; more like he's sizing up a boxer to decide how much he wants to bet on a fight.
"Look, I understand we all have business ethics we've got to adhere to. Lets forget all about the other interested parties and just talk about the property itself. I'm not really concerned with what the future holds for this property. If the city has it slated for re-zoning or what have you, that's beyond the scope of the project I'm dealing with. I can accomplish everything I require of the property on a very short schedule. Now, I'm prepared to pay you a five thousand nuyen finders fee right now, just for the address of the property and I completely understand the need to protect your contact list. it is, after all a trust based business. So... ? He raises one eyebrow almost seductively, waiting for a response.
@Hornet
Whoever this ork is you're walking next to, he's ice fucking cold. He doesn't say a word to you for the whole little walk, until the two up ahead stop to talk a bit more. He takes a brief look down at you and lets out half a chuckle. In Or'zet,
"Sure you're not here to pick up one of your kids, squish?" he says with the same tone that an execution would be announced.
@Zippy
Two teenage elf girls have come out into the parking lot and out to a small white 3-wheeled car about 20 feet to your left. Both have their hair done quickly in large buns on top of their heads and they're wearing light, multi-layered, somewhat improvised dance clothes with black combat boots untied. After rummaging around in the trunk for a moment, the two of them begin passing something back and forth between them and chatting quietly in English. It only takes about 30-45 seconds before you smell the tell-tale aroma of zen, wafting through the parking lot. It's maybe ten seconds after that when one of them looks over and notices you in the car, watching the fountain. They look a little weirded out, but at least it's obvious you're not a cop, so they continue to smoke the zen, even though the chatting has become far more hushed.
@Athena
After deeply probing the auras of both these men, its quite obvious that the one who's stayed with Hornet is heavily cybered, including a rather high end vehicle control rig and wired reflexes. The other ork has only a datajack, but you suspect he's got some bioware, as his essense is lower than it should be for how little chrome he has.
