He would have rolled his eyes if he had any. Still he did what any person in his position would do, given the sheer surrealness of this situation. He laughed. He smiled, and pointed at a chair, gesturing for the young arrogant man to sit down. "So, let me get this straight. I ask you, calmly, to explain why I should hire you, and your answer, is to threaten me? Young man, you are either the wickedest or the most foolish person I've met in a long time. Possibly both. However, you are right. I am being unclear. So, allow me to clarify," he said, looking at him calmly, his laughing stopping, but his smile not changing as he poured himself another cup of tea. He sipped it, taking his time to let these ill tempers simmer a bit. That, and it was really good tea. He hadn't Tea this good since he'd been on Naboo. Feena knew where all the great cafes were.
He smiled and set his cup down. "Now, you discuss lies, and you are correct in ascertaining my deceptiveness of nature. However, you've failed to understand most of what I've said. It's no matter, I don't mind a dull student. However, if you threaten me again, I will be forced to defend myself. Rest assured, you won't last long. This tea has given me some fairly decent energy," he mused, as if he were dismissing the notion of actually dealing with this seriously.
"However, you act as though I am obligated to disclose to you my plans when I have still not even agreed to hire you. You threatened me without so much as a decent cause, and you've also threatened my presumed pilot. Now, I do have need of another pair of hands on this job. However, if you can't actually follow orders and act like a professional, you are not at all like me. You have no patience, no etiquette, and not even enough sense to avoid picking a fight with a potential employer. We've one thing in common, that is true, but in much else, we are separated by years, by actions, and by decisions--I'm blind, and I can still see our differences through actual observation, which you clearly have not. Miss Antera has proved within herself the ability to listen. Miss Legion has proven to have compassion and sympathy for others," he said, gesturing to three of them, his lips taking a sterner tone, as if to lecture him. "You, on the other hand, have demonstrated an acute lack of observational skills, a lack of guile, a lack of tact, and a lack of courtesy. You are not suited to haggle, or navigate, or excavate, or even perform medical care. The only skill youv'e shown is twiddling around the glowing butter-knife, and I've no need of a saber."
He righted his hat, blindfold face gazing intently at the masked man. "I'm asking you again, and this time, don't reply with a threat, lad. What, exactly, makes you worthwhile to work on an archaeological dig? What have you got that makes you worth my credits? Think before you respond..." he said, sipping his tea, his features set in a fairly dispassionate tone.
[member="The Void Hunter"] [member="Legion"] [member="Antera"]
