Pretty words don't mean anything if you can't back them up, no matter how confident you sound.
[Not that he has much right to talk given his own boastful nature and penchant for lying about his own achievements. But what Lucio lacks in honesty he can actually back up with brute force and threats, so he doesn't need to "grab attention" in quite the same manner. It's partially due to his upbringing as well, living in a world where only the brutal and ruthless survived.
He hums for a moment, tapping his chin with a metal finger before grinning.]
I'm planning another party for a month from now, so you can have until then. As far as resources go you're talking to the Count of Vesuvia, I can get whatever I want.
[And leaving no further room for question or argument he reaches out his real hand to shake Eichi's firmly.]
[Only a month. But complaints won't do for now, and if he's the Count and will provide him with anything, that should help matters just fine. All he needs is more time, originally, and then he can expand from there. So, he shakes back, confident even if his grip isn't the strongest.]
My head is on the line, so I can't be all talk. It's a deal, either way.
Um, but is it possible to ask for an actual room, then? In these conditions, I'll die before I run out of time.
You'd be surprised the sorts of things I've heard men they can claim to do when their head is on the line. [He's had plenty of men grovel at his feet, after all. But unless they have something very good to offer his mercy is rare and fleeting.]
You're really a demanding one, aren't you? [The Count snorts, although he does flash a crooked grin at Eichi a moment later.]
Although I guess it would be a shame to let a cute face like yours waste away down here. You could maybe give me something to look at when I'm bored.
[He snaps his fingers and one of the guards lingering just outside the door approaches and unlocks the cell, pulling open the bars with a wary look at Eichi before stepping aside to let him pass.]
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[Not that he has much right to talk given his own boastful nature and penchant for lying about his own achievements. But what Lucio lacks in honesty he can actually back up with brute force and threats, so he doesn't need to "grab attention" in quite the same manner. It's partially due to his upbringing as well, living in a world where only the brutal and ruthless survived.
He hums for a moment, tapping his chin with a metal finger before grinning.]
I'm planning another party for a month from now, so you can have until then. As far as resources go you're talking to the Count of Vesuvia, I can get whatever I want.
[And leaving no further room for question or argument he reaches out his real hand to shake Eichi's firmly.]
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My head is on the line, so I can't be all talk. It's a deal, either way.
Um, but is it possible to ask for an actual room, then? In these conditions, I'll die before I run out of time.
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You're really a demanding one, aren't you? [The Count snorts, although he does flash a crooked grin at Eichi a moment later.]
Although I guess it would be a shame to let a cute face like yours waste away down here. You could maybe give me something to look at when I'm bored.
[He snaps his fingers and one of the guards lingering just outside the door approaches and unlocks the cell, pulling open the bars with a wary look at Eichi before stepping aside to let him pass.]