Sometime later, Ollie arrives at the Museum of Anthropology and Antiquity. He walks up to the reception desk in the lobby and greets the person there with a sure smile.
"Hi, I'm looking for Dr. Primoria. May I see her?"
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Sometime later, Ollie arrives at the Museum of Anthropology and Antiquity. He walks up to the reception desk in the lobby and greets the person there with a sure smile.
"Hi, I'm looking for Dr. Primoria. May I see her?"
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Starling walks out from the door behind the reception desk and looks up briefly from the clipboard he's carrying. "She's currently a little busy, is there anything I can help you with?"
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"I don't think so, man. My buddy, Jammer, told me that she's the one of the only ones who can help me out. I think I need to talk to her myself. If she's only a little busy then is it cool if I wait for her?"
Ollie takes a better look at Starling.
"Didn't we meet at the Citizen's Hotel the other day?"
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"Possibly, I meet quite a lot of people." He leans back against the front desk, dismissing the man behind it for the moment with a wave of his hand. "What exactly is it you need to speak with her about? She usually prefers business to go through myself or Miss Phrymides."
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"Jammer told me she might be able help me with using Time. He said there aren't many Enchanters around and that I should ask for her help seeing as she's one of the only ones who qualify."
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Ollie laughs lightly, rubbing the back of his head, looking at his feet. "Yeah, well. I haven't got anything to offer except service. If she's got some work to do around the museum or something, I dunno. I know a few things about Life that I guess I can show her. That is if she doesn't know it already, of course.. Like I said, I got nothin, I guess I'm kind of hoping she's feeling generous."
Ollie looks back up at Starling, smiling sheepishly.
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"You offer what you can...a favor to be named at a future date." Starling walks away, stepping behind the desk and disappearing for a few moments, before returning soon, a scroll tied with ribbon in his hands. "I have what you seek, if you swear to this boon."
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~~Narration~~
Ollie's Sybil's Sight sees a 'splash' of Fate on the scroll as the conditions are met. Looking down at himself, he see the dark band of a geas surrounding his aura.
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