The main thing, about Perrin, is that he is a secretive guy. Oh, and a bipolar bitch, but that's not the point. To the world outside, he was Courier Six, even here. He'd not given his name to anybody else.
Except for Polteageist. Perhaps it was a sign of trust, or perhaps it was a sign that he had the dedication to be part of the guild. To Polteageist, Perrin was Perrin. So as he entered, small book in his hands, he looked as relaxed as he could.
"I am certain," Perrin started after a slight wave - no time for idle chitchat, "you heard me on the Grumpearls - unless you guys aren't listenin' in on us." His own information gathering, even if he had been a bit ignorant over a few things. Like many universes. "I dunno, felt right t'ask as a member of th'newcomers. Even before th'request."
His voice was that confidence that he did not have that night in his mind. "'course, it's not like I'm not gonna share these documents with my esteemed boss." There was a bit of a smirk on his lips, the confidence he showed as a man - not the sort he showed before backstabbing somebody, either. Right now, Perrin didn't feel he had a reason to betray Polteageist - their arrangement worked out well. "All part of th'job."
He placed down the book for the other to see - notes and all, with also bad sketches of each of the others. Before: "Though, if there's... tools more befittin' somebody with claws and size like me, now that'd make it easier."
Lum!
Except for Polteageist. Perhaps it was a sign of trust, or perhaps it was a sign that he had the dedication to be part of the guild. To Polteageist, Perrin was Perrin. So as he entered, small book in his hands, he looked as relaxed as he could.
"I am certain," Perrin started after a slight wave - no time for idle chitchat, "you heard me on the Grumpearls - unless you guys aren't listenin' in on us." His own information gathering, even if he had been a bit ignorant over a few things. Like many universes. "I dunno, felt right t'ask as a member of th'newcomers. Even before th'request."
His voice was that confidence that he did not have that night in his mind. "'course, it's not like I'm not gonna share these documents with my esteemed boss." There was a bit of a smirk on his lips, the confidence he showed as a man - not the sort he showed before backstabbing somebody, either. Right now, Perrin didn't feel he had a reason to betray Polteageist - their arrangement worked out well. "All part of th'job."
He placed down the book for the other to see - notes and all, with also bad sketches of each of the others. Before: "Though, if there's... tools more befittin' somebody with claws and size like me, now that'd make it easier."