Posted by Lieutenant Séan Iven (Counselor) in How Careful is Too Careful?

Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in How Careful is Too Careful?
Shivan waited in his shop. He didn’t always meet Séan in his own shop but that was where he’d decided on this week. He sat in the workshop, looking over the weapons sold to him in the last day. There were two, a pocket knife and a dagger. The door was locked. The light was off. Whatever Shivan was inspecting the weapons for, it wasn’t their quality or construction. One needed more light for that.

~ Thyr

Séan arrived at the shop as planned. He knocked on the locked door and waited for a response. He was curious about the weapons Shivan seemed to be examining and was looking forward to continuing their conversation from last time.

Counselor Iven

Shivan finished what he was doing and went to the door, unlocking and opening it. He let Séan in, then closed and locked it again. He led Séan up the stairs. He stopped at the front door to his apartment, jiggled the doorknob, then unlocked and opened the door. Then he waved Séan in, closed and locked the door, moving the doorknob up slightly. “Make yourself comfortable in the living room,” he said. He headed further into the house, checking each room before having a seat on the sofa in the living room.

~ Thyr