Arthur (
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It takes Arthur a couple days to sort out his own thoughts and track down Faolan to talk about his meeting with Evie. Something's sticking for him about the deal she brought forward, and he definitely needs to sit down with Faolan to at least talk over those things before they even consider going back to agree on something final. Maybe Faolan won't like it at all, or maybe he'll be all for it. Arthur just finds it so frustratingly simple that he's thought himself in circles and needs to get it ironed out with another party.
Well, that, and it's Faolan's decision in the end. He has no disillusions about that; even if Arthur doesn't like part of it, Faolan can give the go ahead. He seems the kind of suspicious man that Arthur can trust to overthink things with him, but maybe he'll see something that Arthur doesn't.
So by the time Arthur winds up at Faolan's office knocking on the doorframe, he has that deepset frown of concentration on his face that usually indicates he's been thinking on something far too long. He doesn't bother with pleasantries.
"You have a minute?"
Well, that, and it's Faolan's decision in the end. He has no disillusions about that; even if Arthur doesn't like part of it, Faolan can give the go ahead. He seems the kind of suspicious man that Arthur can trust to overthink things with him, but maybe he'll see something that Arthur doesn't.
So by the time Arthur winds up at Faolan's office knocking on the doorframe, he has that deepset frown of concentration on his face that usually indicates he's been thinking on something far too long. He doesn't bother with pleasantries.
"You have a minute?"
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"Sure," he replies, shifting things on the desk before him and closing a few folders to set them aside. "Come in then." He runs a hand through his hair, and judging by the state of it it's obviously not the first time he's done so. "Am I going to need a drink for this?" He feels like he has to ask. That seems to be a common theme for the state of things lately, after all.
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"Do you know of a Countess Evie Frye? She's a vampire."
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He tilts his head at the other man warily. Vampires are never a good sign, especially not these days, and truth be told, the name is the only thing that he's heard mention of. "What about her?" he asks.
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"She wanted to make a deal with us so that we'd help get rid of Raymond Harris."
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"Wanted to make a deal," Faolan repeats. Making a deal with Islington as far as Faolan is concerned is all sorts of terrible, but he'll hear Arthur out. He's not going to pass judgment on the other man's response before he's even heard what it is yet. "With Hillingdon." He sits back in his chair slightly, rubbing at his face before gesturing for the other man to go on.
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"In exchange for our help, essentially they'd let us hunt any of theirs that break their laws or the Night Council's laws. They'd promise no backlash for killing vampires who step out of line."