Today? I can do that and I know the place. I look forward to meeting with you.
[Is he meeting with a criminal? Wait, why is he thinking that? Of course he was talking to a criminal of some sort if he was buying a gun from him! He calms his nerves a little by telling himself that Jacob wouldn't send him to someone overly dangerous.
Regardless of that thought, he leaves a note for Sasha to find when she gets home from work later in the evening. He should beat her home to hide the confession of where he's gone and why so long as nothing goes wrong. It was just a bit of extra security that some alarm would be raised if he didn't make it home for any reason tonight.
Tim is also unsure how much cash he'll need. He takes out a fair chunk of his savings and starts to hide it in various places on his person. It's when he's considering shoving some down his underwear that he stops.] This is stupid... [He ends up muttering to himself and takes the money out of its hiding spots again. This time simply dividing it into four and placing the small wads in each pocket of his slacks and coat.
He puts on a suit in the hopes it makes him look professional in some way. Or at least has the means to afford what Oswald is selling. The fact that he's a dominant should help with that. He doesn't bothering with a tie as he doesn't want to look too formal. Right before he leaves the house he gives himself a bit of a pep talk in a mirror. Alright, Stoker. If old lady Gertrude can get her hands on a bunch of C4 then you can do this.
Not wanting to make the man possibly selling him a weapon angry by showing up late Tim makes sure to leave with plenty of time to get there. In fact he ends up being a little bit early. Enough time to wonder if maybe he should have brought a bottle of wine or a box of cronuts with him or something. Cronuts were great when he was trying to get information from cops. Would they work for a criminal? This is the thought going through Tim's mind as he makes his way to the entrance of the club.]
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[Is he meeting with a criminal? Wait, why is he thinking that? Of course he was talking to a criminal of some sort if he was buying a gun from him! He calms his nerves a little by telling himself that Jacob wouldn't send him to someone overly dangerous.
Regardless of that thought, he leaves a note for Sasha to find when she gets home from work later in the evening. He should beat her home to hide the confession of where he's gone and why so long as nothing goes wrong. It was just a bit of extra security that some alarm would be raised if he didn't make it home for any reason tonight.
Tim is also unsure how much cash he'll need. He takes out a fair chunk of his savings and starts to hide it in various places on his person. It's when he's considering shoving some down his underwear that he stops.] This is stupid... [He ends up muttering to himself and takes the money out of its hiding spots again. This time simply dividing it into four and placing the small wads in each pocket of his slacks and coat.
He puts on a suit in the hopes it makes him look professional in some way. Or at least has the means to afford what Oswald is selling. The fact that he's a dominant should help with that. He doesn't bothering with a tie as he doesn't want to look too formal. Right before he leaves the house he gives himself a bit of a pep talk in a mirror. Alright, Stoker. If old lady Gertrude can get her hands on a bunch of C4 then you can do this.
Not wanting to make the man possibly selling him a weapon angry by showing up late Tim makes sure to leave with plenty of time to get there. In fact he ends up being a little bit early. Enough time to wonder if maybe he should have brought a bottle of wine or a box of cronuts with him or something. Cronuts were great when he was trying to get information from cops. Would they work for a criminal? This is the thought going through Tim's mind as he makes his way to the entrance of the club.]