002 - will you walk into my parlor said the spider to the fly

[neclectus]

Who| Timaeus and you!
What| Ingratiating yourself. Or not.
Where| It's a choose your own adventure! Three locales inside :D
When| After his network post, before the Crowning ceremony
Warnings/Notes| Timmy's a giant creep of the Nice Guy variety. But you already knew that.


PENTHOUSE:
Timaeus's penthouse is large and lavish as you might imagine. To gain entry you will need to use the intercom outside- unless you are one of his very favourite people and he's given you the code. (His code, of course, changes every time he falls out with a friend.) The interior is decorated in a mishmash of styles, though Timaeus tends to favour extensive use of fine dark woods and marble. He owns several old curiosities and has an ever expanding collection of modern conveniences, gadgets and luxuries for the sake of luxury.

OFFICE:
The office you will have seen before on the network. It is white and spacious, with surprisingly minimalist décor- though this is all thrown off by the various models of Nadir Yachting Company boats, interior representations and the like. To gain access here all you have to do is make an appointment with his secretary or turn up and wait. The offices are within walking distance of the lake shore, where Timaeus's personal sailing yacht is moored.

A WILD TRIBUTE APPEARS:
Timaeus does most of his shopping through proxy, but he can occasionally be found being fitted for new clothes, or sampling the latest technological gadget, fastest car, and so on. While he'll be more responsive to people he already knows, as long as he's approached in the right way it's likely he'll be open to a conversation at least.

Comments

[tis_allgood]

A man yelling at people to do things for him was a man of means and Cuthbert had been meaning to get in with some of those. He knocked some of the dust off the ridiculous outfit he'd been put in when he left earlier and approached carefully.

"The color suits you, sai, if you don't mind me saying."

He tipped his hat to Timaeus in greeting.

[neclectus]

He smiled, offering a polite nod in return. "So I'm told. Thank you, Mr-- You must be one of the new Tributes?"

[tis_allgood]

"I am, indeed. Cuthbert Allgood, may it please you."

He gave a very odd but formal looking bow, crossing a fist over his chest. He wanted to make the best possible impression.

"Am I to take it, then, that you are a citizen in this wondrous city?"

[neclectus]

"Timaeus Nadir," he said in response, clearly intrigued by the ritual nature of Cuthbert's bow. He didn't attempt to imitate it.
"I am, yes. Ah- I remember, now. The trap-builder, am I right? Very ingenious. I would have very much enjoyed having you join my little shindig I held recently, but I think you were still in the Arena at the time. A pleasure to meet you, none the less."

[tis_allgood]

"I would have enjoyed that too, had I been able to attend. Most of what I've found here is already beyond imagination. A party sounds like the perfect place to top even that. Mayhap I can attend next time."

He was trying to lose the whole "trap building" image as he didn't want anyone to be anticipating that out of him in the next arena. But he was glad to be recognized all the same.

[neclectus]

"I'm almost intimidated by the reputation I find precedes me," Timaeus said with a laugh. "I do hope I'll be able to think of something to surpass previous triumphs, and that you'll be able to attend. Although, perhaps, you'd rather be winning, wouldn't you?"

[tis_allgood]

"I would not say no to winning, and I do intend to do my best."

He leaned against something sturdy and tried to put his best side forward. He wanted so badly to show off, but not be caught showing off.

"But you make a lavish party sound like a wonderful alternative."