Thread: call/visit to Mr. Fishburn (5/17)

"Lydia! I'm so happy to hear from you. Please, you are welcome anytime. I look forward to seeing you."

"I shall come around shortly for a visit then. Thank you."

Lydia shows up half an hour later and walks into the parlor of the City Funeral Home and waits for him to show up.

Mr. Fishburn is already at the door, waiting for Lydia to arrive. She's familiar with the parlor -- not too elaborate, but very large and inviting for a funeral home. He is wearing a dark suit, and his usual Masked appearance. There is still the unfortunate smell of death which perpetually clings to him, and something about him makes Lydia a bit uneasy. Still, his smile is warm and genuine.

"Please come in." After she enters, he closes the door behind them and locks it in one fluid motion. "I have set aside the rest of the evening for us, should you so wish it. Mr. Archer is in the next room, and is ready to serve us. Do you require anything right now?"

Lydia smiles at him, "I am fine for now thank you." Lydia looks around the room. "Did you enjoy the book that was left here the night of your party?"

Turning back to face you, "Mr. Archer is he your assistant?"

Mr. Fishburn smirks a little at the mention of the book. "To be honest, such propaganda rarely interests me. It is geared for and directed at the young who have yet to find their true purpose. And yes, Mr. Archer is my assistant."

"It is nice to have assistants. I have two of them and I am very grateful. They do help me keep up with things. The city has been so busy lately I find it hard to keep up sometimes." She smiles. "Here I go rambling, so sorry about that."

"Ramble all you want. We have all night!" His smile is genuine, regardless of the creepy feeling he radiates. "Is this a social visit, or do we have business tonight?"

Lydia smiles at him. "Maybe we can mix it up a bit. A bit of business and social. If you are up for it that is.

"I am in no rush this evening. What would you like to do? This is your place after all. I would not want to intrude if you did have other plans."

Mr. Fishburn leans back in his seat, thinking. "Well, would you like to start training? Would you like to discuss current events in the city?"