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- Jan 19, 2014
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Arritef looked at Krass, blissfully ignorant of his failure, due simply to the fact that Viechelin had left him no reason to believe he had failed. Arritef, while an expert on recognizing and interpreting the intricacies of a person's behavior (meaning he can easily detect deceit, nervousness, anger and nearly any other basic emotions), is a failure when it comes to matters such as this. If the person gave nothing away, he had no social intuition to back him up. This wasn't a problem in most cases, because she was one of the few tactful and kind enough to actually appreciate and care for him, not that he knew this.
He turned to the woman now introduced as Bria, and took into account her body language and demeanor. This is where his expertise comes in. He noticed her strained and somewhat unsure movements. Her posture was stiff, her movements deliberate, yet hesitant at the same times. She seemed nervous, and faltered on a move to shake the hand of Viechelin. He assumed she was an operative like him, or perhaps a simply mercenary. She would most likely be factionless, and simply searching for an avenue for her plans. He did hope Viechelin was careful in dealings with this Bria. He continued to watch her discreetly, making sure not to simply fawn over her character.
Arritef turned to Krass, seeing the man's mind working the angles just like his own. "What do you think of her now?" He asked. "She seems to be rather similar to myself in this situation. Perhaps she is an operative such as myself." He mused.
He turned to the woman now introduced as Bria, and took into account her body language and demeanor. This is where his expertise comes in. He noticed her strained and somewhat unsure movements. Her posture was stiff, her movements deliberate, yet hesitant at the same times. She seemed nervous, and faltered on a move to shake the hand of Viechelin. He assumed she was an operative like him, or perhaps a simply mercenary. She would most likely be factionless, and simply searching for an avenue for her plans. He did hope Viechelin was careful in dealings with this Bria. He continued to watch her discreetly, making sure not to simply fawn over her character.
Arritef turned to Krass, seeing the man's mind working the angles just like his own. "What do you think of her now?" He asked. "She seems to be rather similar to myself in this situation. Perhaps she is an operative such as myself." He mused.