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[therewillbeorder]

WHO: Armitage Hux & Hercule Flambeau
WHERE: Hux's office in De Chima
WHEN: March 27th- late afternoon
WHAT: art and being classy
WARNINGS: possible TLJ spoilers, etc



It seemed a lot had happened during the day he had been out of town. He hadn't had a chance to catch up with the network but messages from his new thief had caught his attention. He wasn't sure who or what a Salvador Dali was but apparently, it was an important and pressing matter.

He texted directions and the door codes before going over the messages once more thoughtfully. He was interested to see what he would be brought that afternoon. As soon as he heard the knock on the door of his office he pulled himself up from his desk chair to open the door. In the corner, the makeshift mouse droid worked on cleaning the carpet, pausing when the door opened.

"Welcome, I must admit I'm curious as to what you brought me," he confessed as he closed the door behind Flambeau.

Comments

[flambeauyant]

A lot had happened, and a lot of it was crap, but it was a good learning experience. And with that time looping issue over with, it felt better to be back on his normal routine. Which is to say, not being too risky with what he was doing, but utilizing the information he learned in the repeated day from before.

Perhaps it wasn't a 'pressing' matter, but he was rather fond of the find he did grab. Not one of the religious paintings he had been keenly interested in, but still something that caught his attention and actually pleased him.

He was dressed smartly today, as always, though the 'young' look to his appearance this time was a bit more young and clean then it was the last time they had met. He had also let his hair go a bit darker, though he already had dark hair. It was just subtle things, really, nothing too drastic, but a keen eye would notice the differences. His well made Bespoke suit was in a lovely dark gray and seemed to fit him in every move he made. Money, thankfully, could buy you all the comfort you could need. Sadly he had little of that Money thing, so he took what he wanted.

And then sold it to others. Hux was more than just a sale however. The man had helped him out when he first got here, and he had influence and power. Not to mention he offered a challenge to the Thief once in a while, so it helped.

A brown paper wrapped square item in his hands, Flambeau walked in, head held high and a charming smile on his face.

"Good. Be curious. I understand you don't have a full working knowledge of Earth Artists yet, so now's a good time to discover what you might enjoy. I have brought a lovely little work that was acquired just this morning."

[therewillbeorder]

'Acquired' was such a polite term for theft. Hux decided he didn't want to know the details of just how this item was acquired but he was curious as to what was under the wrapping.

It was worth having a thief on his side, Flambeau could be useful though he wanted to see what he was capable of first. "I know nothing about art on this planet- it's never been a subject I've studied." Art wasn't exactly a subject taught in an Imperial Academy or in the First Order.

He peered at the wrapped painting, curious. "You seem to have rather- refined- tastes so I'm intrigued as to what you've brought me."