[Jacinthe listens. She knows it's obvious, but he has to know why she asks. She's worried sick about Lebanne; she's a dear, dear friend of hers, and frankly, whatever touches what's hers needs to be eradicated. She just had hoped that it wouldn't come at the cost of another dear friend in the process.
But Corbeau speaks so easily, and oh--he can watch as her mouth opens in light shock. But the tenseness in her posture--for a moment, it fades almost entirely as she lets herself sink into the couch. She's the type to spout pretty words and mean them, though their meanings may not always be what they seem; she would be completely stupid to be utterly taken by those words, but...
As she straightens up, there is a gentle smile on her face, and she bows her head the slightest bit--not enough to expose the back of her neck, but enough to be respectful in this circumstance.]
...I am so relieved to hear that, Corbeau. I would have hated to suspect a dear friend of such treason against me. [Her eyes are soft, though still wary--she wears her heart on her sleeve, so it's likely obvious that it doesn't totally make her fearless, but...] I would like that, however, before I am to retire back to base. I will allow you to oversee these conversations as well, as a gesture of this trust.
[But well. The look in her eyes goes suddenly resolved, and her fists pump next to her with a determination that's likely all too familiar.]
...Be that as it may, however; that is the only question I have to ask of you. But I am choosing to put my belief in you, and I pray that it will not be wasted...which is why I would like to ask a favor, of the Rust Syndicate.
[Jacinthe's eyes gaze right into Corbeau's own, determined.]
If it is the intention of this foul fiend to divide and conquer us, then dare I say, nay! We ought flip the narrative that this scoundrel is trying to bring forth! We are stronger together, and once the board is stacked in our favor, we shall certainly not lose!
That is why I request--no, beseech that the Rust Syndicate and SBC's walls be lowered, in this time of need. I would like for us to put our differences in how we live our lives aside, so that we may overwhelm these terrible odds with numbers overwhelming!
[Jacinthe bounds forward the slightest bit, reaching out to take his hands in hers with bright, fiery determination and.
...Let's be honest, Jacinthe brand Aggressive Herself-ness--]
I will do all that I can to ensure that the SBC cooperates, and grants you and yours little trouble; of this, you have my word. But together, we will be unstoppable, no?
[The first part gets a nod; he doesn't need to oversee them, as he knows everyone in the Rust Syndicate can watch their mouth, but being able to glare at them if they're being particularly chatty is nice. No need to tip their hands too far, after all.
But then Jacinthe continues, and... right, it's not like he forgot about the kind of woman he's dealing with, but she's been remarkably restrained until now. This is akin to being run over by Whirlipede's Rollout (something that has definitely not happened to him before); there is simply no stopping a force of nature like this. She has set her mind to something, and she believes it to be a marvelous idea.]
We don't even know who - or what - we're facing just yet.
[Corbeau pulls back then, adjusting his glasses and glancing away to hide the momentary wide-eyed stare and building embarrassment. He's not one to be caught off-guard so easily...]
It's possible numbers could give us an advantage, true, but it could make it more difficult to coordinate and communicate. [Especially with their right hands gone.] Besides, our organizations are not exactly the most... compatible.
[Many of the Rust Syndicate have reasons to dislike the SBC, or at least the fact that they're wealthy and elite. It's not like Corbeau is entirely opposed to the idea, but managing it all seems a little... much. Not to mention having to deal with Jacinthe on a frequent basis—]
[Sorrow and suspicion have a way of dampering the sheer hurricane force that is Jacinthe's personality, but now that she's been unleashed, there's no stopping her--]
Worry not! With all eyes on the board, we shall find this foul piece and excise it for the dastardly deeds they have committed against those we care for! We shan't grant them an inch of quarter.
[i'm sorry, did corbeau say something sane and rational??? the hurricane here seems to have not heard it]
Hmm, that is true however...sacre bleu, I know not why our organizations butt heads so much, nor why they would not be able to set aside their difference for their leaders. I certainly know the SBC would!
[...no comment on that,,,]
But...perhaps more to the point; I request to seek protection, from your Syndicate. Some of the other members of the SBC, they have been able to find assistance in guarding themselves--protections as necessary, and the like, but I have not been able to find any of my own. My servants are occupied and wealthy socialites, as well, and...
[...Briefly, her look turns worried, but she forces it back--the implications sliding off her head. It's fine. It's fine! Everyone needs protection, it's fine that she can't--]
I figure if I am to lead by example and extend this noble Dolliv branch, that all will surely be able to follow suit. Do you understand what I am getting at?
[Sure it's not the Rust Syndicate's typical line of work, but they're not slouches.]
I am more than happy to discuss compensation for said protection, easily. Money is no object to me, and if it can keep a dear friend and his people safe as well--why, I think that would be a jolly good way to prove our dastardly foe most wrong, yes?
[girl why do you THINK the mafia doesn't like you—
Corbeau opens his mouth. Considers. Corbeau closes his mouth. Did he just get outplayed by Jacinthe??? He's pretty sure he just got outplayed by Jacinthe.
She could have just given him the sob story, that she needs protection and hasn't been able to find any. If she'd left it at that, he could have easily turned her away for any number of reasons. But she clearly saw that line wouldn't work and jumped straight to the heart of the matter - offering the Rust Syndicate money to keep themselves safe while only looking after her well-being... well, he'd be a damn fool to say no. It's more work (and dealing with Jacinthe) than he'd really like right now, when he still needs to find Philippe and figure out what the damn hell is happening to members of the Z-A Royale, but...
Well, it's an offer he can't refuse. Because she'll continue to Bulldoze her way through this conversation until he agrees.]
...This isn't in our usual line of work, but an exception can be made for the right price.
[Corbeau moves to retrieve a pen and paper nearby, jotting down said price for her to consider. It likely won't be much to her, but it'll go a long way to helping both members of the Rust Syndicate and Lumiose as a whole. With cash like this, there's a lot more work he can do here. Corbeau pushes the paper across the table for her to examine.]
This is my asking fee. In return, you'll be permitted access to the Rust Syndicate at any time, day or night. Likewise, I'll be serving as your protection. As the strongest member of the Rust Syndicate, I assume that will be satisfactory?
[This means they're going to be spending a lot of time together. It's going to be a headache and a half. He's probably going to hate her by the end of the day. But it'll be worth it - and it can't hurt to have someone else capable watch his back either.]
[Jacinthe waits, her expression gently pleading. She'll throw as much money as she needs to at this, frankly, if she needs to ask Mother and Father for some extra she's sure that they'll pitch in once they know the extent of the situation. How could they not?
They've always had her best interest in mind.
Jacinthe will take a look at the paper easily, eyes examining the price and...quirking her brow a bit...?]
My dearest friend, do you not know how to price your services? My, it's no wonder the rumors swirl about the unsavory practices you subject yourselves to! You of all people should know the value of money, Corbeau, and the value of your own neck moreso!
[With an animated expression, Jacinthe promptly...puts a sad face next to the number that Corbeau has written down, and promptly jotted down what she thinks is worthy compensation for this most noble of deeds and pursuits--especially if he's taking it upon himself to protect her, that's no laughing matter.
It's a little bit of defense between friends! What's that, like easily triple his asking price, right???
So with that incredibly out of touch move out of the way (along with the proof that. she would almost certainly be easy to swindle if you gain her trust apparently) she'll pass the pen and paper back over the table with an all too animated expression, though there's genuine warmth in it too.]
Comme c'est gentil à vous, Corbeau. [How kind of you.] The fact that you are personally overseeing me is not lost on me, my friend--your strength within the syndicate has no peer, and I am deeply honored to be in your care.
So please know that the SBC is yours to utilize as you see fit. If you are to be defending me, then I shall have your quarters set up for you tonight, so that you may be able to be at your very peak! It is but the very least I can do to assist.
[Corbeau tries very hard to maintain an air of professionalism, particularly when dealing with clients. As such, he tries very hard to control his expressions and not make Faces while said clients can see them, but his eyes immediately go wide at the price she jots down. Hell, he knew she was rich, but seeing how easily and eagerly she'd part with that amount of money... Well, a little suffering in her company is worth it. This money will be put to damn good use.]
Of course. [He adjusts his glasses like that totally didn't just happen, don't worry about it.] I'll have a room prepared here for you as well, but I'll follow your lead. Wherever you'd like to stay, I'll follow.
[She'll likely be more comfortable in her own quarters... Ugh, whatever, he can put up with their posh high-society nonsense for the sake of this amount of cash.]
I do need to make some arrangements and ensure the Rust Syndicate is aware of the state of things, but that won't take me long.
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But Corbeau speaks so easily, and oh--he can watch as her mouth opens in light shock. But the tenseness in her posture--for a moment, it fades almost entirely as she lets herself sink into the couch. She's the type to spout pretty words and mean them, though their meanings may not always be what they seem; she would be completely stupid to be utterly taken by those words, but...
As she straightens up, there is a gentle smile on her face, and she bows her head the slightest bit--not enough to expose the back of her neck, but enough to be respectful in this circumstance.]
...I am so relieved to hear that, Corbeau. I would have hated to suspect a dear friend of such treason against me. [Her eyes are soft, though still wary--she wears her heart on her sleeve, so it's likely obvious that it doesn't totally make her fearless, but...] I would like that, however, before I am to retire back to base. I will allow you to oversee these conversations as well, as a gesture of this trust.
[But well. The look in her eyes goes suddenly resolved, and her fists pump next to her with a determination that's likely all too familiar.]
...Be that as it may, however; that is the only question I have to ask of you. But I am choosing to put my belief in you, and I pray that it will not be wasted...which is why I would like to ask a favor, of the Rust Syndicate.
[Jacinthe's eyes gaze right into Corbeau's own, determined.]
If it is the intention of this foul fiend to divide and conquer us, then dare I say, nay! We ought flip the narrative that this scoundrel is trying to bring forth! We are stronger together, and once the board is stacked in our favor, we shall certainly not lose!
That is why I request--no, beseech that the Rust Syndicate and SBC's walls be lowered, in this time of need. I would like for us to put our differences in how we live our lives aside, so that we may overwhelm these terrible odds with numbers overwhelming!
[Jacinthe bounds forward the slightest bit, reaching out to take his hands in hers with bright, fiery determination and.
...Let's be honest, Jacinthe brand Aggressive Herself-ness--]
I will do all that I can to ensure that the SBC cooperates, and grants you and yours little trouble; of this, you have my word. But together, we will be unstoppable, no?
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But then Jacinthe continues, and... right, it's not like he forgot about the kind of woman he's dealing with, but she's been remarkably restrained until now. This is akin to being run over by Whirlipede's Rollout (something that has definitely not happened to him before); there is simply no stopping a force of nature like this. She has set her mind to something, and she believes it to be a marvelous idea.]
We don't even know who - or what - we're facing just yet.
[Corbeau pulls back then, adjusting his glasses and glancing away to hide the momentary wide-eyed stare and building embarrassment. He's not one to be caught off-guard so easily...]
It's possible numbers could give us an advantage, true, but it could make it more difficult to coordinate and communicate. [Especially with their right hands gone.] Besides, our organizations are not exactly the most... compatible.
[Many of the Rust Syndicate have reasons to dislike the SBC, or at least the fact that they're wealthy and elite. It's not like Corbeau is entirely opposed to the idea, but managing it all seems a little... much. Not to mention having to deal with Jacinthe on a frequent basis—]
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Worry not! With all eyes on the board, we shall find this foul piece and excise it for the dastardly deeds they have committed against those we care for! We shan't grant them an inch of quarter.
[i'm sorry, did corbeau say something sane and rational??? the hurricane here seems to have not heard it]
Hmm, that is true however...sacre bleu, I know not why our organizations butt heads so much, nor why they would not be able to set aside their difference for their leaders. I certainly know the SBC would!
[...no comment on that,,,]
But...perhaps more to the point; I request to seek protection, from your Syndicate. Some of the other members of the SBC, they have been able to find assistance in guarding themselves--protections as necessary, and the like, but I have not been able to find any of my own. My servants are occupied and wealthy socialites, as well, and...
[...Briefly, her look turns worried, but she forces it back--the implications sliding off her head. It's fine. It's fine! Everyone needs protection, it's fine that she can't--]
I figure if I am to lead by example and extend this noble Dolliv branch, that all will surely be able to follow suit. Do you understand what I am getting at?
[Sure it's not the Rust Syndicate's typical line of work, but they're not slouches.]
I am more than happy to discuss compensation for said protection, easily. Money is no object to me, and if it can keep a dear friend and his people safe as well--why, I think that would be a jolly good way to prove our dastardly foe most wrong, yes?
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Corbeau opens his mouth. Considers. Corbeau closes his mouth. Did he just get outplayed by Jacinthe??? He's pretty sure he just got outplayed by Jacinthe.
She could have just given him the sob story, that she needs protection and hasn't been able to find any. If she'd left it at that, he could have easily turned her away for any number of reasons. But she clearly saw that line wouldn't work and jumped straight to the heart of the matter - offering the Rust Syndicate money to keep themselves safe while only looking after her well-being... well, he'd be a damn fool to say no. It's more work (and dealing with Jacinthe) than he'd really like right now, when he still needs to find Philippe and figure out what the damn hell is happening to members of the Z-A Royale, but...
Well, it's an offer he can't refuse. Because she'll continue to Bulldoze her way through this conversation until he agrees.]
...This isn't in our usual line of work, but an exception can be made for the right price.
[Corbeau moves to retrieve a pen and paper nearby, jotting down said price for her to consider. It likely won't be much to her, but it'll go a long way to helping both members of the Rust Syndicate and Lumiose as a whole. With cash like this, there's a lot more work he can do here. Corbeau pushes the paper across the table for her to examine.]
This is my asking fee. In return, you'll be permitted access to the Rust Syndicate at any time, day or night. Likewise, I'll be serving as your protection. As the strongest member of the Rust Syndicate, I assume that will be satisfactory?
[This means they're going to be spending a lot of time together. It's going to be a headache and a half. He's probably going to hate her by the end of the day. But it'll be worth it - and it can't hurt to have someone else capable watch his back either.]
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They've always had her best interest in mind.
Jacinthe will take a look at the paper easily, eyes examining the price and...quirking her brow a bit...?]
My dearest friend, do you not know how to price your services? My, it's no wonder the rumors swirl about the unsavory practices you subject yourselves to! You of all people should know the value of money, Corbeau, and the value of your own neck moreso!
[With an animated expression, Jacinthe promptly...puts a sad face next to the number that Corbeau has written down, and promptly jotted down what she thinks is worthy compensation for this most noble of deeds and pursuits--especially if he's taking it upon himself to protect her, that's no laughing matter.
It's a little bit of defense between friends! What's that, like easily triple his asking price, right???
So with that incredibly out of touch move out of the way (along with the proof that. she would almost certainly be easy to swindle if you gain her trust apparently) she'll pass the pen and paper back over the table with an all too animated expression, though there's genuine warmth in it too.]
Comme c'est gentil à vous, Corbeau. [How kind of you.] The fact that you are personally overseeing me is not lost on me, my friend--your strength within the syndicate has no peer, and I am deeply honored to be in your care.
So please know that the SBC is yours to utilize as you see fit. If you are to be defending me, then I shall have your quarters set up for you tonight, so that you may be able to be at your very peak! It is but the very least I can do to assist.
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Of course. [He adjusts his glasses like that totally didn't just happen, don't worry about it.] I'll have a room prepared here for you as well, but I'll follow your lead. Wherever you'd like to stay, I'll follow.
[She'll likely be more comfortable in her own quarters... Ugh, whatever, he can put up with their posh high-society nonsense for the sake of this amount of cash.]
I do need to make some arrangements and ensure the Rust Syndicate is aware of the state of things, but that won't take me long.
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Splendid, my friend! Together, we shall ensure that our dearest servants are back where they belong by our side--retributed for most indubitably!
[Jacinthe has full faith for this to work out, so go do what you need to, Corbeau! She will be right here, the literal embodiment of :D]