Onyx

[dramatispersonae]

[There is a circular table with seven chairs lined around it. In the center of the table, there is a bowl with fire burning pleasantly inside it. It seems to be the only source of light in the room. The flames flash upon a few items spread across the table: A spool of black thread, a worn though plenty sharp knife, a wooden cup with a faint coopery smell, and a saucer of seven smooth, black stones.]

Comments

Re: Choice

[scratched]

There. Small talk banter complete, good job me.

Re: Choice

[hunting]

You are?

Re: Choice

[scratched]

Dude, come on keep up: names, pleasantries about the weather and commentary about the Top 40 are all classified as small talk horseshit. We've moved on to what is the haps and what the fuck are we gonna do about the haps discussion.

And it's Dave.

Re: Choice

[hunting]

I'm not interested in humoring her.

Re: Choice

[scratched]

Yeah, been getting the impression this one's not a charmer. Doesn't sound like too much of a choice though. Pick a goon or get your goon picked sort of deal.