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[ Pan at the moment had a particularly expensive candle holder in his hand. Turning it over and examining with bland fascination.

It's when he hears the door open and the moving about that a smile tugs on his lips. He continues to do what he's doing up until the man walks in. The obvious happens. A demand of why Pan was here. Unsurprising to say the least.

But, he doesn't turn right away. He's not going to listen to the demands of a man far weaker than him. He'll own the room for the time being. Instead, he takes one more look at the candle holder before setting it down gently to turn to Petyr. ]

Oh, I thought I'd decide to drop by. After all, I've been hearing a great deal about you and thought, why not a chat.

[ Pan raises a brow at Baelish, just silently saying "do you really think you'll get far?". He knows that look. He can tell it from a mile away.

But he makes no motion to make it impossible...yet. Instead, Peter will just take a seat on chair behind him, gesturing to the couch beside him. Though it was all meant as an act of formality. He knew Baelish would sit...if not...well things would get awkward. ]

[ Littlefinger is many things, but stupid is not one of them. He realizes the best option, the safest option is to listen to what Pan has to say. It's with a bit of stiff reluctance that he settles into the seat -- uncomfortably tense and regarding the magic user with caution. ]

I would offer you some wine, but I fear you are too young to indulge in such things.

[ All he has is his sharp tongue and the fingers of his free hand dig into the arm of the chair. ]

So what is it you wished to talk about? [ Either Pan has an agenda or Dooku sent him here. ]

[ Pan is all but relaxed. Hand resting on his chin as he just smiles casually at Baelish. Like they're just sitting down to a nice little debate. ]

It's all right. Such things don't interest me. Too grown up and leaves the senses dull.

[ Like how could you not have guessed someone was in the house? Still, it seems Baelish wants to get to the point. ]

I hear you're going up against Dooku for Ambassador of Maurtia falls. How's that going?

[ This reminds him of Joffrey in a way -- having to play nice with the boy king and tread carefully in order to avoid his wrath. Though Petyr can't deny he's intrigued to find out what brought about this visit. Even if it does force him into a bit more of a subservient role in his own home, even if there's a danger inherent. The danger and the risk, they are a bit exciting in every gamble he takes and every game he plays. ]

I cannot say I know just yet. We've only begun. Neither of us have addressed the public. I do have some firm supporters just as I imagine he does as well. The rest of the imPorts, however, will have to be won. Why do you ask?

[ In a way they share...similarities. But, if Pan knew who this Joffrey was it would be a hilarious joke. Cruelty is something Pan knows how to do well...but he also has cleverness.

There's a tiny smile on his face as he listens to Petyr tell him this and he already has his answer. ]

The man is one about order and control. He would like nothing more than to everyone to bend to his will if the mood struck him.

Plus, he annoyed me. I wish to knock him from his supposed pedestal. So, I've come to offer my help to you.

[ Now that? That is interesting. Baelish tilts his head curiously. ]

While I do appreciate your generous offer, and it is a generous offer -- how do you know I am not the same way? That I do not wish to establish order and control as well?

[ Pan is right, of course. Baelish despises order and thrives in chaos. But it isn't as though he's advertised that to many. The eternal youth must truly despise Dooku if he's chosen to bank on an unknown variable. ]

Because I can tell. I've seen men like you in my time and despite how hard they try and hide it, there's always a tell. You just need to know how to see it.

[ But then he waves his hand a bit. ]

But, we won't get into that shall we? Regardless if you DO enforce order and control on the Falls it'll bring me great satisfaction to see Dooku's face when he loses.

I will not decline your aid, of course. Though I do fear it may have the opposite effect if you were to be open about your support.

[ His hands come to cradle his glass of wine comfortably. ]

You have a bit of a reputation, after all. A reputation that makes you a very valuable ally, but one whose name strikes fear into the hearts of imPorts and natives alike. It may dissuade them from voting for me in the end. How do you intend upon aiding me in my campaign?

I'm well aware of what I am to the people and imPorts. I never said I'd do so openly.

[ Only a fool would be so brazen to show support. But Pan leans back in his seat, legs crossed, hand on his chin. ]

I have magic. My powers here vastly outstrip those of any other imPort. I can give you money, favours, puppets everything behind closed doors.

...I could even give you some magic to use towards these purposes if you'd wish.

[ At least the kid's clever. But deals that seem too good to be true are suspicious to Petyr. While he's glad to team up with him in order to conquer a mutual enemy, he also wants to make sure he does not get caught in the crossfire. ]

You would gift me these things for your revenge? Or do you require something else in return? Something from me?

[ His smile spreads at the line of questioning. Least the man's no fool. Helpful and dangerous at the same time. ]

All magic comes with a price you would be correct, even my help comes with it.

I only have two things in mind. The first hinging on the second and it's a question.

The land you hail from...does IT have magic?

[ A price Petyr Baelish does not want to pay. A price he would do his damnedest to pass off onto someone else, if given the chance. ]

I try my best to not become indebted to anyone. Once you owe someone something, they own you. And I am not a man who serves anyone. [ Anyone other than himself, that is. ] I do not require your magics, not at the moment. But I believe our arrangement could be mutually beneficial.

[ After prefacing that, he leans back and answers Pan's question. ]

There are rumors of magics in my world. Dark magics. I cannot say I believe in those rumors and I certainly have never witnessed them with my own eyes. Why do you ask?

No, you're a man who serves his own interests. A commendable trait if nothing else.

[ It's like they're kindred spirits. Wanting to beholden to no one. Well, at least mostly...for this man anyway.

The answer is enough to confirm it. Rumours fostered belief. Belief was power and magic incarnate. In that case... ]

That is enough for me to tell you the price of the magic I offer.

In time, in this world, we'll find a way to leave. Willingly and with all our memories in tact.

When that time comes...I wish you to take me to your land. A fair bargain if any.

That seems like a fair price, but one that is a bit of a gamble. While I could promise those things to you, there is no guarantee I will be around to see this world reach the point in time where we could return with the memories of our time here. Would you be satisfied with that outcome? If it turned out I was returned home before I could hold up my end of the deal?

[ Because really, Petyr has no qualms about bringing Pan to his world. Why not? It would help ignite chaos all the more. But the biggest issue here is that there are factors well beyond either of their control. Whether they like it or not, they are slaves to the porter. ]

[ Pan quietly thinks to himself about this. It was true, either one of them could vanish at any moment. But, if Petyr were to without paying the price?

Well, if he ever showed up again he'd be in Pan's debt regardless. Pan wouldn't let a price unpaid go. But, he won't say that. He'll keep that tidbit to himself. ]

I would be fine if such a circumstance were to arise. Besides, you're here now. There's still things we could do for one another at this current time. So, long as we work together.

I do not mind working together toward our common goal. In the end, we shall both prosper and I see little harm in benefiting mutually from our partnership.

[ If magic is the thing that comes at a price, well, Petyr will be certain to avoid situations where Pan would have to use it. After all, he has far more intriguing talents. Like breaking into someone's house or messing with people's minds. ]

But I would like the rules of this game clearly stated. You have to forgive me for my lack of trust, but I am a cautious man when it comes to my own life potentially being at stake. I've seen what you do to your friends.

[ Tetsuo's murder is on the network, after all. ]

[ Ah yes, Pan hadn't forgotten that tidbit. He did after all murder Tetsuo publicly. But should he even reveal that he can't recast the curse?

The thought dances in his mind for a moment. No, no he'll keep that bit to himself. ]

You'll be safe from that fate.

You're too clever to be bought like Tetsuo was. And far too old for it to work [ lies, but he does it smoothly. ]But, words are cheap but it's all I can offer...unless you have something in mind?

Nothing that would be very effective, no. We can sign all the contracts in the world, but they are hardly binding. And any magical oath would be within your power, there is no saying you could not go back on your word while I was bound by my own. So all I suppose I can ask for is an act of good will. A favor. One to be procured at my leisure. One without price. Anything within your power that will not bring harm or risk exposure of your person.

[ Something against someone, more than likely. Like the devil. Or someone else. Baelish doesn't have particulars in mind, but he's sure there will come a day when he does need this sort of favor from the strongest magic user in this world. And he wishes to pass that price of magic onto someone else. Surely that would be within Peter Pan's power. ]

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