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[both_neither]

[This afternoon finds Gren just outside the castle courtyard, by the road that leads into town. He stands, arranging a bunch of scrolls of thick paper inside a saddlebag attached to the flank of a borrowed horse before he pulls out his journal from another pocket, pats the stallion on the nose, and sits down to dictate a message]

So the weather's finally cleared up and I thought I'd mention again that I'm starting up a little courier business. Anything within the city is five caisos, and between there and the castle is ten. I'll move whatever you like, no questions asked.

And hey, since couriers seem to be a lot bigger in the city since everything changed, I might even look to partner up with someone. Anyone who can ride a horse or can get around pretty quick would be good. I might even be able to use some kind of clerk who can take orders or messages, if this goes well enough.

Comments

[rapscalliongirl]

"Courier" is someone that delivers things to places, right? I'm really fast.

[both_neither]

Yeah. Messages, packages, things like that...

You're a runner, I take it?

[rapscalliongirl]

I am, yeah!

...uh, would it be a problem that I can't read?

[both_neither]

[That catches him a little by surprise]

...Uh, not a big one, I don't think? You don't usually have to read the messages, although it would be harder to make out written directions. Carrying a map would help for us both. Then we could just get people to point, maybe.

You...uh...never learned to read?

[rapscalliongirl]

Maps work, I get those. And it's not like it's hard to ask for directions, right?

Mm, yeah, I didn't.

Dictated

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss perked up at the mention of couriering. Especially since she was in need of getting supplies....]

Do you deliver weapons? Like arrows and bows?

[both_neither]

I could. If you need me to purchase something in town and bring it to you, all you'd need to do is pay me back for the cost, plus the delivery fee.

Are you stockpiling?

[both_neither]

Do you mind if I ask why?

[rapscalliongirl]

That's....sort of just ended up that way.

[ she doesn't really want to talk about it, actually. ]

[the_effect_she_has]

Something like that. I'm trying to keep my costs to minimum. I need to make sure my business is running, even if the world's changed.

[both_neither]

What kind of business do you have?

[the_effect_she_has]

I run the shooting range, just outside of the town.

[both_neither]

Don't worry. If you want to help, then I'm sure it's something we can work around.

[And that's kind of why he asked. He knows a closed subject when he hears one]

What's your name?

[both_neither]

I've been there. Didn't know it was yours.

[the_effect_she_has]

I ... inherited it, from Oliver Queen. [An embarrassed silence.] I take care of it, as best I can.

[both_neither]

[He's not sure what there is to be embarrassed about. Which is interesting]

You're doing a good job. Anything I can do to help, let me know.

[the_effect_she_has]

[Well, she had just been given a business. It was odd.]

[rapscalliongirl]

I do!

[ She wants to be useful, and she wants something to do. With no sparring partners, there isn't much but practicing running, and weight--boulder lifting. ]

It's Razol.

[both_neither]

Alright, Razol. I'm Gren. Welcome aboard.

I still have some things work out. I'm going to advertise in town and see what kind of interest I get.

[rapscalliongirl]

Thank you, Sir Gren!

Alright, I guess that's a good idea. Where do I report in though?

[both_neither]

[He chuckles] Please, it's just Gren.

I'll use my room in the castle for one check-in point. Room 205. The people that own the bar I work at in town agreed to let me use it as a drop station until I can find something better. I'll pick up some copies of the town map while I'm down here so you can have a copy of your own to navigate with. Sound good?

[rapscalliongirl]

Alright.

Sure, it does!