Leo likes coffee. Honestly, much to the chagrin of everyone in Vesper, he consumes what would likely be considered an unhealthy amount of the stuff were he anyone else. As it is, he’s not, and presumably his tolerance levels are superhuman at this point because there he sits, at his favorite table, at his favorite cafe. He sits in front of a stack of espresso cups, a precarious leaning pair of towers that almost eclipse his own hunched form as he writes furiously in a note book with a nubbin of a pencil. He seems to ignore the outside world as he writes, sketches, or does whatever it is he’s doing. Except when a young lady approaches the table with another small cup and eyes it, looking for a place to set it down. He at least points to an empty place with the nubbin, the most acknowledgement anyone’s gotten from him in an hour or more.Leo likes coffee. Honestly, much to the chagrin of everyone in Vesper, he consumes what would likely be considered an unhealthy amount of the stuff were he anyone else. As it is, he’s not, and presumably his tolerance levels are superhuman at this point because there he sits, at his favorite table, at his favorite cafe. He sits in front of a stack of espresso cups, a precarious leaning pair of towers that almost eclipse his own hunched form as he writes furiously in a note book with a nubbin of a pencil. He seems to ignore the outside world as he writes, sketches, or does whatever it is he’s doing. Except when a young lady approaches the table with another small cup and eyes it, looking for a place to set it down. He at least points to an empty place with the nubbin, the most acknowledgement anyone’s gotten from him in an hour or more.
Aiden hadn’t been wrong. If Kaji’s and Slaine’s ruse was to be successful, they needed to be seen in public, together. For the small redheaded Mystic, it was going to be awkward whichever she looked at it. It had been a while since she’d had a ‘beau’ and Kaji … well he was young and he was a very good friend.
“Are ye sure I can read that?” Half Pint is holding Kaji’s hand, fairly close to him, as they enter the cafe. She must be speaking about the ‘book’ that Kaji holds in his hand. “I mean, I think I like poetry but I’m still learnin’.”
Seeing Leo, Slaine colours just a little – it’s hard to make the Mystic blush – and raises her chin. “Look, there’s Leo…” And yep. She’s guiding the two of them right to the TW’s table and is going to make herself comfortable.
It’s not often that he goes anywhere else aside from Gran’s for a bite to eat, and not simply because he works for his meals. Going out knowing that you’re posing for a pseudo-date just makes what would otherwise be a regular outing, well, awkward. Honestly, it’s more the fact that Slaine’s holding his hand that just serves as a constant reminder.
“I think you should be able to. It’s not like you don’t know words, you just aren’t familiar with how they look in print.”
At least the poetry book serves as a point of focus. Kaji grins, waving it a bit. “Besides, if you’re interested in poetry, then that’ll be more incentive to learn how to read it, right?”
The smell of coffee is nice and reminiscent of shops back home, although he’s sure this place isn’t the sort that writes your name down wrong- or has any coveted cake pops, which would be the only reason he ever went into the place. …well, aside from going to see where his boss’s magical doorway to another dimension is.
“Leo? Oh hey…” He’s…well, he’s a bit wary, but not all that sure what to think of the guy still. Sometimes Leo is okay? And other times… Well. He’s Leo.
“Hey! Is this one of those places you can cook your own food!!” There’s Maddy at the doorway. Dressed in short shorts and a t-shirt, she has a piglet stuffed under one arm and a bag of…who knows what…hanging off the other. “Sshhh” she whispers to the squirming oinker. “It’ll be over in a second.” With that she strides inside, glancing around for a free table. “Anyone? Has there been another voicebox virus? That happened at a fueling stop I went to once. No one could talk. Luckily I did all the talking for everyone.” And then she spots familiar faces!
“Leo! My main man. How’s the arms business? I see you still have two.” And then an even more intersting sight. Kaji and Slaine…holding hands! “Ooh!” grins Maddy as she sashays over. “What do we have here? Kaji and Slaine, sitting in a tree. F.U.C.K.I.N.G First comes sex, then comes regret, then comes marriage because they can’t think of anything better and then comes baby throwing up in the carriage. How are you two lovey-doves doing?”
Leo doesn’t even look up from his furious writing as the pair take their seat at his little table of teetering cups, he merely continues to furiously work for long seconds before coming up for enough air to actually stare down at the page he was all but inches from a moment before, as if only now is he seeing the whole of the drawing at once. The literal big picture. “In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old. Be not the first by whom the new are tried, not yet the last to lay the old aside.” he says in a rhythm that makes the words a well worn bit of verse.
After another quick run over the page with his eye, he glances up, looking back and forth between the pair, reading their body language, and his face scrunches up in confusion… or possibly disgust. “You two fuckin'” he asks in a cocktale tone that’s two parts morbid curiosity, one part horror, and one part complete and utter confusion.
Luckily for them, or not? Who can tell, Maddy comes in and says something and Leo’s gaze settles on her. It is not a friendly expression. Oh. Maddy. He grins, “That was my first thought too!” he bangs a fist on the table, sending little cups (plastic as it turns out, they’ve clearly learned) scattering hither and yon, “Ha! You are fucking!” He knew he was right. He usually is.
Coffee is a very rare luxury on Rifts Earth. So is tea. Most hot beverages are something that you possibly wouldn’t wash your dishes in from where Kaji comes from. But here, that seems perfectly acceptable. Still this cafe does have Coffee and it does smell good, they have a contract with a trader who portals the beans in from … somewhere.
Which makes it expensive.
“If ye say so…” Slaine might have been going to say something else but Maddy arrives and Leo opens his mouth. Still, she doesn’t colour – much. “An’ what if we are?” the words might be slightly challenging “Ye jealous, Leo?” Oh, Slaine, perhaps you shouldn’t be saying things like that.
“What’s with the pig, Maddy?”
As they sit, she drapes her arm around the back of Kaji’s chair, hoping the youth isn’t too mortified.
Kaji hopes his face isn’t nearly as red as he feels it to be. “‘least there won’t be much effort to convince here,” he mutters under his breath, loud enough only for Slaine as he settles into his own seat.
He’s…kind of glad that he’s not a coffee drinker given how rare he’s found it to be, here. Seeing the shop in Saren’s Rest had been the first eye-opener in the ‘So that‘s what’s been missing on every street corner!’ Although honestly, he’d coffee shops and cafes had not been something he’d included within his MMORPG mindset early on. What he enjoys most about places like these has to be the scent. He doubts he’ll find cake pops here though.
His eyes flicking towards Slaine, he holds back a comment, although the briefly pained expression on his face would translate clearly to her if she’d seen it- do you need to, really? Slipping his hand from her’s now that they’ve seated, he stoops over to pick up and stack a few of the cups that had scattered before doing the same to the ones on the table so as to free up some space, which he’ll set that poetry book.
A brow arches as he finally grants Maddy his attention- or more so the pig under her arm. “….pet or breakfast?” he asks. Because he misses bacon something fierce.
“So Dead Girl and Knucklehead. A match made in Heaven” Maddy grins as she joins them at the table…and then places the pig upon it. “This is Sir Bacon of Ham” she smiles proudly. “I…found him…in a street nearby and he was looking real hungry so I thought I’d bring him to a cafe.” She puts the bag on the table too, opening it up to reveal old vegetables, fruit and various other bits of garbage. And it stinks. “This is what pigs eat, right?”
“So how long have you two been sinking the pink torpedo? Gotta say, I never saw it coming…which is probably what Dead Girl says.” Maddy giggles as she nudges Kaji. “I think it’s great that you got together…and hopefully more than once.” She looks over at the counter. “Can I get some plates for Sir Bacon?”
Leo eyes Slaine curiously, “Jealous? Why? Because you two willingly choose to swap disease riddled bodily fluids chasing a chemical reaction in your brain that I could literally craft for you without you having to cavort about in this ridiculous mating ritual? No. No thank you. I prefer to be productive with my time.” he makes an icky face and settles back down in his chair, shaking his head, “Fucking. Ew. If you’re gonna be sweaty and sticky you might as well make something worth the effort.” one presumes he doesn’t count ‘children’ as ‘worth’ it.
He reaches out and lifts his last cup to his lips and slurps it, his eyelids fluttering in ectasy, “Who needs fucking? I have coffee.” his tone is a truely disturbing level of sultry when he says that last word. Aaaaand there’s a pig and a pile of garbage on the table, perhaps perfectly reasonably, this in no way seems to bother Leo while the ‘fucking’ had him in a twist.
“I think ye’re right.” Slaine murmurs to Kaji, for his ears only, noting the looks that follow the attention that Leo and Maddy are giving them.
It’s a good thing too. The streets in Vesper are being adorned for the Summer Festival a week or so long event that celebrates Mid Summer. There’s to be festivities in the evening and Slaine is planning to spring the trap in a few days. So this has to look convincing.
Eyeing the refuse that Maddy puts on the table, Slaine actually pales. The smell is enough to turn her stomach. Lowering her voice, using the general murmur of the conversation in the cafe as cover “Glad ye’re here, Maddy. We’re goin’ to be springin’ a surprise on The Harvesters, the ones that are stealing souls, in a few days. Could use some help if ye’re around. And please … don’ raise ye’re voice.”
Leo gets an even flatter look from the Mystic “I’m trustin’ ye will have the location set up for us.” She’ paying him and Sterling well enough.
And suddenly that coffee aroma is at odds with…whatever Maddy’s managed to dig up- and Kaji’s not sure he wants to know where, either. He not quite recoils from the table, leaning back in his seat as he looks from trash to pig to their unusual little gathering in general. If he’s ever had a mighty urge to just want to go home, now would be it.
On the bright side, his appetite’s been thoroughly ruined, so he’ll be able to keep what little cash he has. Ignoring Leo’s mutterings, he lets Slaine offer explanation to the mech pilot regarding the impending trouble. Or…well, not so impending, since the Harvesters have been a pain for a good while now.
Maddy eyes off Leo as he rambles about sex. “Hmm…I don’t think you’ve done it right, Leo. Ain’t been getting any offers to visit the tuna locker? But…umm…if you have some drugs that replicate the experience…” His love of coffee has her worried. “You stick your dick in coffee?” A shrug – it takes all kinds.
“Ooh, mid-summer festival? Awesome. And it’s even great timing since it actually is mid-summer. The organisers were lucky there” continues Maddy as Sir Bacon rummages through the garbage. And there’s news of ambushes! Of course Maddy can keep quiet. She gestures zipping closed her lips and gives a double thumbs up. And then some panic in her eyes as she realises she can’t talk now. And it’s starting to get hard to breathe. Maddy tries but finally she has to gesture unzipping her mouth before panting for breath. “Sorry…couldn’t breathe” she explains, a little red in her cheeks. “I’m in on anything that involves violence.”
Leo eyes the pile of coffee cups that Slaine’s partially responsible for (Vesper can blame her if they like) and then looks back up at her. He shrugs, “As much death as your silver allows. Plus maaaaaaaaaaaaybe a surprise or two just for my own personal giggles.” he beams a bit, “Um. If you’re up there and that big tree? The one with the uh, big broad leaves? Yeah. If it starts to shimmy and shake, don’t take cover behind it. Or near it. Or maybe not on the hill at all. Just to be safe.” he nods sagely.
He eyes Maddy and blinks, “I havn’t done it at all.” he admits shamelessly, “But my research on the subject has been extremely thurough, recreating the exact cocktail of endorphines, dopeamine, and saratonin in the exact proper time to illicit an orgasim is childplay. Kept on a constant low dosage for long periods it leads to a state of never ending multiple orgasims.” his lips twitch, “There are side effects if you go the constant long term route. I recommend against that if it’s your thing.” he turns back to his sketch and starts to work again.
As Kaji leans back, Slaines hand finds his shoulder and squeezes gently. It will look rather affectionate but in truth, it’s meant to be reassuring. Maddy and Leo weren’t the greatest to meet, but at least the cover story looks convincing.
“Excellent.” Slaine nods to Maddy. “The Harvesters will be comin’ for Kaji. He and I will be makin’ it look like we’re slippin’ away for some … alone time … ” she sighs knowing that both Leo and Maddy will have something to add to that. “… but really, we’ll be leadin’ them into a trap. Leo’s goin’ have the area laid out, Sterlin’s puttin’ in some defensive measures, but the more of our friends we can have watchin’ out for us, the better. It will be in a day or so. So be ready.”
“Big tree, got it.” Slaine eyes Leo and hopes that Kailastia will understand if they happen to level that area … by mistake or design. And anything else Leo says is summarily ignored – don’t encourage the mad Techno Wizard.
“Looks like we’re goin’ to be ready, then, Kaji. Vargr will try to be available and I’m sure Cat, Elpida and Miss Frizz are in. All we have to do is stay alive …”
So reassuring, our Slaine.
Staring at Maddy, Kaji’s about to say something when the pilot goes ahead and allows herself to breathe. He closes his mouth, deciding to just leave it at that. For all the times he’s spoken to her or been in her company, he still can’t figure the woman out.
Leo gets a crooked sort of grin, more or less to mask the uncertainty he’s feeling about leaving things in the technowizard’s hands when it comes to their safety. But he’ll be quite happy if they do manage to take out those Harvesters, and despite never seeing much of Leo’s work applied other than what he’s witnessed at the shop, Kaji does have faith in the guy’s work. To obliterate. “Riiight. We’ll…keep an eye out for that one,” he says, noting the tree and hoping it’s easy to spot once he sees it. He really doesn’t want to get blown up or something.
Glancing at Slaine again, the sometimes necromancer nods. “Heh. Sounds simple enough,” he says, although he doubts it’ll be anything but.
“Ah, there’s your problem” Maddy grins to Leo. “Too much reading, not enough breeding. You need to feel it before you can say you can feel it, you know? How do you know you’ve duplicated it exactly if you’ve never actually felt it?” She stops patting the eating Sir Bacon and, remembering her hygiene, wipes her hand with one of the old lettuce. “Come here and I’ll give you a…hand…to help your research.” A wicked wiggle of her eyebrows before there is more talk of ambush…and trysts in the woods.
“You be careful out in the woods” Maddy sternly advises. “Make sure you get the right kind of surface. Pine needles…don’t do it. Where those needles get would make a priest blush with excitement.” She nods at the talk of trees. “Okay, if the tree is rocking, don’t come knocking. Got it. Though you two be careful up there. One big thrust and you’ll fall out. And when you hit the ground…well just home things aren’t so hard they snap. No what I’m saying?” She jerks at thumb at Leo. “He’ll have no idea.”
Leo tilts his head and eyes Maddy, “Because I didn’t test it on myself. I have no interest in orgasms. Others do. Others were tested. It was unanimously lauded as a brilliant break through.” and also lead to a fairly sizeable boom in the local drug trade for about a year before the supply dried up and no one could get their hands on it anymore. But that was years and years ago. “Before it was stolen.” he adds, looking back down at his paper the very picture of innocence. “And no thank you. I know where that hand’s been. Or at least enough to know better.”
He eyes the lovers and Maddy then the lovers again, “And she wonders why her flame thrower took so long.” he says with a sigh before pushing himself to his feet, “I need to finish placing the mines before nightfall. No good trying to lay out the proper pattern in the ground up there without sunlight to do the calculations. Maximum coverage. It’s important.”
Slaine resists the urge to roll her eyes as Leo talks about that experiment. “Don’ encourage him, Maddy.” the Mystic mutters, watching the piglet as it tries to eat.
As Leo gets up to take his leave, so do the people at the table near him. At least one of them is a student at the Academy – their robes mark them out – and they cast a glance at Kaji, then Slaine. Just a little longer than it should be, before their eyes slide to the door and they nudge their friends.
Seems they’ve been noticed at least.
“Alrigh’ then, Leo. We’ll be seein’ ye. Kaji, why don’ ye order ye’self somethin’ to eat, my treat and Maddy, what have ye been up to?”
Kaji looks at Maddy blankly, having completely lost track of what the conversation was supposed to be about. With Leo leaving, he glances back towards the technowizard with a nod. “See you, Leo. And thanks,” he adds, because he’s glad they don’t have to be figuring out this problem on their own.
Of course, there’s still a mess and a pig there. And then Slaine suggests food. Maybe an excuse to leave the table will remedy his slip in appetite. He’s sure it will, since he’d been a little hungry when they’d set out. Nodding at Slaine, he gets up to go have a look at a menu- oh wait, do they even have those? Meh. He’ll just ask someone. “Want anything?” he asks Slaine as he gets up to do so.
“You know the reason you’re not interested in orgasms is because you haven’t had one” Maddy replies to Leo before poking her tongue out at him. Then a look at her hand brings a furrow to her brow. “You wish you could go places this hand has been” she sniffs before waving off Mister Fridgepants as he leaves. “You know where to find me if you actually want to experience life.”
“Oh I’ve been up to stuff” Maddy replies to Slaine with a smile. “Been out in the wilds. I’m supposed to go out there with some bald guy and his glitter boyfriend but that hasn’t happened yet. Hey…we could all have a threesome if you want? Just throwing it out there. Hey! Sir Bacon! No throwing up on your food.” She puts the pig on the ground and then starts tossing the garbage there too. “I’ll have a Chef’s Surprise” she smile sweetly to Kaji.
Leo adjusts his hat atop his head, complete with pinned far worse for wear greenish paper frog, and drops the sketch and pencil nubbing into his satchel before heading towards the door, “Life, or the afterlife?” he asks flatly before smirking a little. “You kids have fun with all your fucking, and you,” he points at Maddy, “stay weird. Suits you.” and then he’s heading out, presumably to lay land mines all over lovers lane. You know. How ya do.
“I’m fine, thanks for askin’ though.” Slaine answers Kaji, eyes following the student and Leo out of the cafe. As the youth slips off to order his food, and probably let his stomach settle, the small Mystic turns to Maddy. And sighs in appreciation as the rotten scraps are dropped on the floor.
Not that the proprieter of the Cafe will be too happy about that.
“I don’ think so Maddy and nothin’ is goin’ happen up there, except for catchin’ some Harvesters.” she pauses before adding “I hope. Ah, hope nothin’ else happens that is.”
“Oh…that’s disappointing” Maddy pouts about what’s happening up ‘there’. “I mean, it’s good about the violence but how can you not have sex too? Sex and violence.” Wheels turn in her mind before she gasps and eyes grow wide. “Wait…did you and Knucklehead just break up? Wow…what a knucklehead. Never mind, Dead Girl, there’ll be someone else out there for you. Just not Leo. Though he’s pretty ‘ewwww’. Wait…catchin’? Aren’t we going out there to kill them? Not capture. Not bring ’em back to study. But kill ’em?”
Slaine just looks at Maddy for a long time, wondering just how to answer that question. “I’m tryin’ to keep Kaji alive and free. Out of the grips of The Harvest. If we can catch at least one of them when our trap closes, it will be good but honestly, I jus’ wan’ them gone.”
For the moment, Slaine busies herself, moving the cups that Leo had accumulated to the space he just vacated, giving them more room.
“Dead is gone. And gone is dead” Maddy announces sagely. “So why are they so interested in your ex-boyfriend? What’s he got that…well…anyone doesn’t?” Sir Bacon seems to be wandering off. “I guess mid-summer is a good time for harvest. Just not a good thing to harvest.”
“The Harvest is the name we’re givin’ to the group who are stealin’ souls, Maddy.” Slaine says quietly, not wanting people to overhear too much. A cafe isn’t too bad for that, given the general level of noise in the air. “That’s a good question though. He can ye part of it…” some of this story isn’t Slaines to tell after all “… but in the long run, we ain’ really sure. They wan’ my Gran dead too, though she’s lookin’ after herself while we do this.”
What we do know is that The Harvest has stolen somethin’ called warheads and they’re goin’ to launch an attack on the Senate buildin’. Make it look like Dogwood did it. Get Dogwood and Vesper to go to war, which will distract everyone from what’s really goin’ on with the stealin’ of souls and the like.”
“Warheads? Like what we have on our rockets? Or are they really angry severed heads?” Maddy whispers, enjoying the secrecy. “And Gran’s in trouble too? And not just because of her cooking…does Knucklehead cook? War does suck…but it keeps me employed. As long as I survive the first attacks. I thought Dogwood and Vesper attacked each other already.”
Sometimes Slaine wonders what it would be like. For life to be as simple as it seems for Maddy. “I guess like ye have on ye’re rockets. Somethin’ abou’ usin’ for detonators or somethin’. I don’ really understand that part of things.”
What Kaji being able to cook has anything to do with things, Slaine doesn’t know but knowing that Maddy seems to voice whatever thought enters her mind, the Mystic lets that slide.
“They did. Seventy somethin’ years ago and we’ve been … at peace, if ye can call it that, ever since. But if it even looks like one of the countries attacks the other, there’ll be enough voices urgin’ war again. And we need everyone focusin’ on the bigger problem – what is The Cold and The Darkness goin’ to do with an army of soulless that tens of thousands strong and the souls that it’s takin’.”
Maddy is out of it at the best of times but it seems she’s been out of it a lot more than usual. The Cold and The Darkness? That just has her staring blankly at Slaine. “I can focus on anything you need me to” she promises before glancing under the table to realise Sir Bacon is gone. Oh well.
“So they’ve made bombs out of warhead detonators? That seems a bit silly. You’d think they’d just shoot the warheads at the building” Maddy muses, “Though if they’re doing it the hard way then it means they need someone to put the bomb in there. Probably one of those dead things you were just talking about. So you just need to tell the building security to not let any soulless, unintelligent creatures in.” Maddy frowns. “Which I guess would stop the senators from doing their job if they couldn’t get to their office.”
“I s’pose it’s good that they don’ have ye consultin’ for them.” Slaine murmurs, spying Sir Bacon snuffling under the table two up from them. “I think they’ve done it that way because they’ve had to steal the parts individually and they don’ want to destroy the Senate, just … shake people up. Get them to go to war.”
Seeing the blank stare, Slaine sighs “The Cold and The Darkness, an Old One. An Old God, if ye like, who’s name we don’ say. They, It, is up to somethin’ and whatever it is, it’s bad and no’ somethin’ we wan’ to happen.”
She does snort though, at Maddy’s last comment. “There’s more ways to get to the Senate than through the front door.”
“Why don’t they want to kill them all? Great way to start a war is to kill the government and get the folks all riled…though they may get happy too. Maybe the damage to the building would piss them off more than damage to the senators” Maddy ponders.
“So we don’t know this things name? The Cold and The Darkness is a mouthful though. I’m gonna call it…hmm…Snowy.” Maddy seems quite pleased with this. “So Snowy wants to be a bad guy. Well…he ain’t counted on me.”
“Oh we know the name, we jus’ say it. Names have power.” Slaine murmurs, watching Maddy. Maddy might note the slight pooling of blood in Slaines left eye – the type of pooling seen when someone has experienced a trauma. It’s faint now, but still obvious.
“Because they need people alive who can direct the populace to war. An’ we’re sure there’s at least one Senator that’s been coerced by The Harvest.” It’s all rather convoluted really. “… Snowy. I s’pose that works.” The small redhead murmurs.
Maybe it’s something in Maddy’s words, but Slaine seems to ‘fade’ then, eyes growing distant as she stares Maddy without blinking. If Kaji had returned to the table by now, he’d recognise this. He saw it the other day.
“They’ll come for you. So many of them. Tryin’ to take ye down, to subvert ye. Maddy. No. Don’ do it… please Maddy, don’….”
Slaine’s voice sounds pained and panicked and it’s clear, maybe not to Maddy actually, that the Mystic is not seeing the coffee shop at all.
“I think you have something in your eye” Maddy delicately points out but she doesn’t try and get it because Slaine is talking all funny and it’s not very humorous at all. “Take me down? Who? What?” The blonde glances around but can’t see a horde coming at her. “I won’t” she tries to assure Dead Girl. Of what she has no idea. “Umm…are you okay?” If Slaine’s head does a 360 then Maddy is out of here.
Kaji in fact does come back, carrying a tray with a sandwich and a bowl of soup, and a glass of water. And maybe a couple of pastries. He loves his sweets. By the crumbs it seems at least one of the pastries are missing already. Someone couldn’t wait to get back to the table, but then if there’s still a pile of garbage there, he wanted to at least get something in his stomach before he lost his appetite again.
The smile at the prospect of food freezes on his face as he comes within sight of Slaine and Maddy. That look on the red-haired mystic’s face is one he’d never forget.
“Not again…” he says, setting his tray on the table behind Maddy as he hurries over. “No, she’s not- she’s- It’s another vision,” he tries to explain to Maddy as he reaches out to grab Slaine by the shoulders. “Slaine, hey!”
As Slaine talks her voice becomes louder and louder, getting glances from the tables nearby.
“She’s at again. Crazy Mystic. Don’t know why Gran hasn’t had her put away.” comes from one table. Most just look at the Mystic and roll their eyes.
At least she’s not trying to cast something this time. Just staring at whatever she’s seeing and her nose starts to bleed a bit.
As Kaji touches her though, she ‘jolts’ back and nearly tumbles from her chair. “Wha—” she mumbles, looking between Maddy and the youth, a hand coming to rest on Kaji’s on her shoulder.
Maddy just stares at the commotion. Weren’t they supposed to be quiet when discussing this stuff? But it looks like Kaji has it all under control so instead she glares at the table with the rude comments. “We should put you away” she informs them with a scowl. “People like you should be put in food rejuvenation centers…if you know what I mean.”
“Is she okay, Knucklehead?” Maddy asks with some concern.
Maddy’s not the only one glaring. If looks could kill. Kaji says nothing, although for once he could agree with the pilot’s words while he fixes them with a cold look. With Slaine coming to, he glances back at her before stepping over to grab the napkin from his tray, offering it to her.
“You did it again,” he says quietly. Looking at Maddy, he only wishes he could say for sure. “…maybe, for the moment…”
The comments aren’t anything that Slaine’s not heard before. Kaji knows that, he’s heard them, even inside Grans. She’s a reputation, well earned at that.
Trembling a little as she takes the napkin from Kaji, she looks blankly at him. Why has he given her that? Well, blankly till she wipes at the tickle she feels on her nose and looks at the blood on the fabric. “Oh…”
“I … Another vision, yeah. I’m sorry…” Looking over to Maddy “Be careful out there. I saw the Harvest tryin’ to take ye. They were tryin’ to do somethin’ to ye’re Tits.”
“Well they can try” Maddy sniffs at the warning. “But my Tits ain’t something you can just grab without expecting to get in trouble. They want to play with my Tits, then they’re gonna be disappointed. Don’t worry about me, Dead Girl. I’ll keep an eye out for them and I’ll bury them before they get their hands on my Tits. Where did Sir Bacon go?” It seems the pig has wandered off back outside…probably heading back to its original owner. “He left me all this garbage to clean up.”
He knows, and yet he won’t stand for it, especially if they’re making comments right there. Ignoring any extra attention upon them for now, Kaji rests a hand on Slaine’s shoulder again. He frowns as she recounts this latest one, looking at Maddy to see how she takes it.
“I don’t doubt you’d do that, but all the same, be careful,” he says, echoing Slaine’s concerns.
“Jus’… be careful, Maddy.” Slaine says quietly, covering Kaji’s hand with hers and squeezing. “I’ll worry anyway and be glad when we’re done with this….” There is a part of her though, that is wondering if it will ever be done and if Lyceus will remove his ‘blessing’. This is far worse than her usual visions.
And who knows what they’re doing to her brain.
“Uh. Ye’re pig?” Something mundane to focus on helps. “He was jus’ there …” she gestures to the table she last saw him at “Guess he’s gone.”
Rising slowly, giving Kaji’s hand one last squeeze “I’m … I’m goin’ for a walk, try to clear my head. It’s hurtin’. I’ll be back soon, Kaji, so eat… please. Don’ let me …” She doesn’t finish. Just heads for the door and out on the street.
Maddy waves to Slaine as she leaves in a hurry before looking at Kaji. “Should she be walking by herself? I know you’re her ex-boyfriend now but maybe you should go with her. Might get you back together again.” A hopeful smiles for the lovebird before Maddy too is rising. “Now I have to go check on my Tits” she mumbles. “Not that I’m worried but, you know, for safety’s sake.”
“Er….” The sometimes necromancer watches as Slaine leaves, sighing. He looks at Maddy, forcing a weak smile. “She knows how to take care of herself better than I could. And she’s not the one the Harvesters want.” At least, so far as he knows.
His eyes trail back towards the doorway, smile all but gone, although it reappears briefly as Maddy mentions her bot again. He nods. “Just in case,” he says.
In trying to 'sell' the idea of their...newly found relationship, Slaine and Kaji drop by a cafe and come across the best pair to seal it. ...or is it worst?
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