[for jack] - time for a chat

[vermiliondesert]

The secretary isn't entirely certain how the strange man managed to get past security and up to the executive floors. He certainly didn't look like he belonged, not with those scruffy jeans and that dark t-shirt. Nor with those sunglasses or mussed hair. But she also found that when he leaned over her desk and smiled, it somehow seemed more prudent

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[jack0trades]

Jack looked up from his computer with a bit of surprise, then annoyance. He was busy and had asked not to be disturbed. So why was there a man, an oddly familiar man, standing across his desk from him.

Leaning back in his chair, Jack frowned and turned to face the stranger. "Excuse me, but who are you?"

[vermiliondesert]

Set smiled in a oh isn't the little executive-boy cute sort of way. He rested his hands on Jack's desk and leaned over it, still smiling. "You don't know me. It's okay, though a part of me beat the shit out of you, once."

"I'm not here for you, precisely, Jack Donovan."

[jack0trades]

"Excuse me?" Jack gave the man a very unhappy look, before he stood up and eyed the man. "Look, I don't know what you want here? But I think it is time to leave."

[vermiliondesert]

"You haven't even heard what I want," Seteh sounded almost reasonable.

"It's a very small thing. Just a conversation. Only, I'd much rather be speaking to Hermes."