Seventeen ★ Text

[wasthemaster]

[There's gotta be a better way to do this. There's just got to be. However he realizes that he's running out of time, especially with the appearance of certain people in the city of Asgard.

He doesn't bother to show his face. Instead he's setting up a text…somehow that seems much, much safer.]

Party's over, I'm afraid. Back to business.

Quick question for the masses:

A.) Would you consider yourself useful here?
B.) Why so? Or, I suppose, why not?
C.) Serious responses only.

[He's fully anticipating not-serious responses, but at least it gives him a bigger pool to work with.]

Additionally, you may very well know that Euridice Taverna's left the city which means that I'm short one business partner. I'm not precisely looking for a new partner, but perhaps a few new hires.

Serious inquiries only.

Comments

pprivate text;

[wasthemaster]

Don't pretend you know my true intentions, sir. [Despite being correct.]

I hope for others to supply their time and power to my own goals. Happy?

private text;

[palebee]

Yes, actually -- thank you for asking. Nice to see a bit of sun, isn't it? Rather cheering.

By the guidelines we've discussed, do those same goals also aspire?

Re: private text;

[wasthemaster]

[GODDAMNIT DUMBLEDORE.]

...however do you mean, precisely?

[Young Dumbledore or not, he has a feeling that this is somehow a trap.]

private text;

[palebee]

Put bluntly: Is your demand of value to the gods?

private text;

[wasthemaster]

Absolutely so.
It was their idea.

private text;

[palebee]

Far be it from me to argue with divine ordination, but there may be better ways to go about your recruitment than this. What specific skills do you believe will be necessary?