[PRP] Interest Check (Sarcel & Gusept)

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[Melancholies]

Sarcel was here to do some important things. Being a military Captain? Having little to no free time? Sarcel made free time... at least in order to focus on her current pet project. Fight Club was new and it had some potential already filling into the ranks, but Sarcel didn't trust word of mouth alone. Nothing ever happened to trolls who sat around on their asses and waited for it--and that's why she was out here in the middle of Four Fronds, indiscriminately hanging up bold-yet-minimalist posters advertising the group. If nothing else, maybe she could get a sponsor or catch the eyes of some prominent highblood.

Oh. Right. She was sort of a prominent highblood now.

Well whatever. Exposure was good. Advertisement was good. Despite any sort of prominence her rank afforded her, she had chosen to dress casually for once--no uniform, no badge, just... some ordinary clothes. A shirt. Shorts. A light athletic jacket. It felt weird. But nice? Sarcel spent way too much time in the office, but she enjoyed being able to just... do simple things without being constantly observed or watched or noticed. She even kept her hemotyping on the down low--nothing blue here except the color filling her eye... and the little shwings on her shoes.

She took a few steps back to admire her work. Eye patch be damned, these were going to be straight. She wouldn't settle for anything less.

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just for reference (bcs it's not depicted in the art) she has a black eye patch over her right eye! wasn't sure if i mentioned it to u :3c

 

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Gusept was here to do far less important things. Check out new releases, buy some dice, maybe even a magazine or handbook if something really caught his eye. It was easy to have a wide berth to walk down the streets with a giant lusus by his side, leering at any troll who got too close in the way only a horse can. But rather than any sales or snacks, something else caught his eye.

Even dressed down, to a kid like him, she was big. Buff. And she even had an eyepatch! It was like an action hero or piece of military propaganda, or both, had come out of the screen to…hang up a poster. Minimalist and probably boring ones, but his eye was still drawn towards the big, bold letters at the top.

FIGHT CLUB

"Is that yours?" He asked, standing next to the older troll and pointing to the poster.

Melancholies

It was not, so thank you!

 

[Melancholies]

"Hm?" Sarcel continued to stare straight ahead at the poster, her eyes following the ridged straight lines in a calculative manner. Feeling a set of eyes on her--no, two sets--she finally turned to face the young blueblood child addressing her. "The poster? You could say that. It's... just an advertisement."

She looked back towards it. The poster itself was in fact minimalist, but it had all the necessary information--The name of the club, the address in NHC, her name and how to contact her...

"What do you think? Is it... missing something?" She asked suddenly, her attention turning back towards the child. However, she did spare a glance at the large lusus behind him this time, her gaze duly noting him.

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4 months later