"Salesman?" Sand was wondering when the imperial military boys would show up at the compound. Ever since the poison attack failed he expected they'd be there sooner rather than later, but they hadn't shown up at all. He was almost wondering if they had given up, and then someone at the gate said there were two salesman wanting to pitch something to the head of the house and he just knew this had to be the magic hunters, though salesman? What kind of idiot would choose that? Still Sand agreed to let the "salesman" to come to the front, and sure enough it was the Lieutenant and his short Sergeant just like Sand had expected when he'd gotten a look at their files.
"Are the you the decision maker of this fine establishment?" The Lieutenant did all the talking, he was dressed in a ridiculous blue suit along side the shorty who was wearing a slightly less flamboyant white one clearly intended for a child and not a man.
"And if I were?"
"Well my friend I have a great offer for you today, it's all about cleaning products." Rolando did not like this plan, and the man who had opened the door seemed more amused than intrigued. Rolando felt ridiculous in the suit, but it was the only thing that fit him at the store.
"Cleaning products?"
"Industrial grade, imperial military spec, my friend and I are whole salers had an order get canceled on us and our loss is your gain." Sand smiled at Rolando, the Lieutenant wasn't too terrible at his pitch, though his personnel file mentioned something about his father being a gun dealer.
"I don't think we need cleaning products gentleman, though I do have something you can help me with." Sand signaled his men and they rushed the two imperial military people, making sure to shackle the Lieutenant first. "Yes Lieutenant you and your sergeant will be a great bargaining chip for me and mine." Sand smiled to himself, two imperial military people would be worth quite a lot for the cult, and quite a lot for Sand himself.
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