The Element of One

[Abacus]

"Probability."

He could do this again and again until he was out of juice. It wasn't worth the expense. He just wanted to prove to himself that he could. That there was still something to be felt when he reached out to Know more than what his eyes could tell him.

"Doesn't seem that much has changed. I suppose that's the way you'd like it to be. Quiet."

[Winter]

He wasn't talking about the shot. Needless to say, he didn't step in to correct the misunderstanding.
"A supposition needs to be tested with data", another good shot. He was warming up.

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-01-28 16:18:51		Winter rolls 6 to Shooting Hoops (10 Again)		8, 5, 3, 9, 2, 7		2 successes

[Abacus]

"I wouldn't want to poke you with a thirty meter pole let alone ask you a personal question. I'd have to pick a different profession to have any data worth gathering."

He took the ball and paused.

"So let's test it anyway. Are you bored ?"

[Winter]

He shrugs, "Not particularly. By experience, boredom is a very personal state of mind. That's it, we can flip it off at our own leisure"
"What brings you here? I don't mean to offend, but you don't strike me as the sporty type"

[Abacus]

"I saw a familiar face and realized we've never held a conversation. Seemed like a good opportunity to start."

"You want a drink?"

It was an invitation to get away from the rules. He wanted to talk to Winter, not the man he was dancing around in.

[Winter]

"I don't drink, and neither I'm the most interesting person to chat with. I'm assuming this meeting isn't a mere coincidence, what exactly do you wish to discuss?", his tone business-like.

[Abacus]

"A proposal."

His hands found themselves in the pockets of his coat. He felt comfortable.

"I want to offer my services to the office. I could just walk in, I have been recognized. But I thought I should start small. Personal. Individual."

He takes a step forward.

"I'm rather good at location. Variable relationships. You need eyes, you have them. Clue me in, I want to help."

Abacus was fishing. The best thing he could do was simply ask.

[Winter]

Whatever the Acanthus offered, the Obrimos could probably perform himself for cheaper.
The basic premise of a financial transaction - that's it, the cross between supply and demand - was reached upon realization of a mutual benefit. Different interests were matched when the seller and the buyer traded an equal amount of value. Needless to say, such agreements were never fully fair, because why buy something that is worth the same exact amount of what you're selling? Financial transactions were never friction-less, and economics wasn't a natural science by a long shot. So, what exactly was the Acanthus hoping to get?
"Humor me. Which services do you think I might be seeking?"

[Abacus]

He was halfway towards asking him to give him a hypothetical, to allow him to take an offered problem and chew on it.

He was going to cheat first.

He reached out to the Arcadian twilight in order to glean the ties that bound this Guardian. His eyes glinted gold in minute flashes. The Enchanter had grown accustomed to a deep dive into the collective Fate of people and things; uncovering the kernels of truth behind correlations. Surprisingly, he came up short. He could only skim the surface; discover Unknown and Described connections.

Occultation...

Of course he would be protected.

  1 success

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-01-31 01:37:40		Abacus rolls 5 to Interconnections -- Rote (Winter) [Subtracted Pool due to Occultation] (10 Again)		8, 1, 3, 2, 7		1 success

  3 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-01-31 01:45:02		Abacus rolls 6 to Why did my spell not work as well as it usually does? (Wits & Occult) (10 Again)		3, 7, 5, 10, 10, 4, 5, 8		3 successes

[Winter]

Another familiar surge, and the Obrimos is left to wonder where exactly the Mysterium failed with the education of this particular Mystagogue, because he wasn't even dissimulating.
"Are you done?", he says, making no effort to hide his displeasure.