Apr 21 02:30:47 105 PA
From Chronicles
The current game time is: Tue Apr 21 02:30:47 105 PA.
The morning is coming and Moe's is starting to settle down. The late drunks are starting to wind down and some have already left or been tossed out into the street to find their ways home. INdeed. Desmond is currently up and active at his task. A commotion having died down already, a roughly beaten pair of young men being dragged towards the door by the big male, each one held my some sturdy article of clothing. His expression impassive. The roughhousing being something that he does without anger or relish. Many of the rowdies he faces not a true challenge.
Such is the sight that greets Kesslan right as he enters, the pantheran stepping off to one side to allow Desmond to pass, hardly a glance given towards the two being thrown out of the establishment. It's not like he doesnt do a similar thing on a weekly basis down at the Electric Joy, so such a sight is hardly uncommon. Granted however, he's not quite so adept at beating people up without taking a blow or two himself. "Is well Desmond?" he asks as the larger feline nears.
The two look worse for the wear, but are alive. Confronted with Kesslan at the door, he gives the fellow feline a nod, but first business. Without ceremony, Desmond rolls one, then the other out the door, off to the side so as not to block the entry of paying customers. That done he turns towards Kesslan. There is a bit of blood trickling from one nostril that can be noticed easier up close, but other than that the big feline seems hale and whole. "Very well, Kesslan. Please, sit. I will join you shortly." Motioning towards the table he usually occupies, his open notepad and pencil left at his place. Just what will Desmond do in the meantime? He goes to the bar, securing a cloth from the bartender, which he uses to dab at his nose lightly.
Kesslan nods to Desmond as he goes to sit in what seems to be turning out to be his usual spot across the table from Desmond, pausing alogn the way as he does so to order another meal and a bowl of water. Seemingly he drinks little other than water save for rare occasions. A certain degree of lethargy settles into Kesslan at this point, he's not exactly unhappy just... well seemingly bored. Perhaps one of hte reasons he came here after his shift at the joy.
Desmond settles in and considers the feline across from him as he makes himself comfortable, leaning against one arm on the table, whilst he holds the cloth to his nose with the other. "You do not seem content, Kesslan," he observes. "Is it the work? Or some other aspect of life?" Des showing a light concern as he observes his companion closely. "Perhaps both." Kesslan answers, without seemingly giving the matter much thought at all before answering "Allways before fight or train to fight. Now find have much time. Not know what to do, allways have other give order or have chore to do. Now have some stuff must do, still have work to do. But then when not working have not to do."
Desmond considers the words offered as he glances down at the cloth, folding it such as to present a clean side, lifted to press to his nose again as he replies t thoughtfully. "I understand. Finding things to do when one is used to structured days is difficult when there is no more structure. I usually fill that time at the gym. Or the park. Or learning." He tips his head towards the notepad before him. "And, I admit, I fill the time with Aimee. It is a matter of what things you can find to do."
Kesslan nods "Truth. Fill some time speak with friend, speak with you. But still have more time.. perhaps should look to finish part of training. Wonder if perhaps time to learn to use power armor. Was ment to learn such at one point, but never finish."
"That would be a useful skill to know if you intend to do battle in such things," Desmond agrees. "I know little of such things, however. So too you might consider other things to learn.. things not associated with battle. I will admit, I have considered learning many things.. dance as Aimee enjoys such things. Art. Perhaps to sing. Things that would fill time pleasantly." He considers Kessland and asks, "Are there any such things that would interest you?"
Kesslan pauses to think that one over, so long infact that his meal finally arrives and even sits there untended while he considers the quesiton "Do... not know. Have not truely known other than past life. Wish learn speak english some point but is.. difficult. Know war well however, work in such things there is too. Would seem shame not to finish at least part of training, was almost complete, but perhaps other thing is good too."
Desmond shakes his head and states, "Do not stop training your skills at battle," he states. "There is always room for lighter pursuits. Those things you can take your time with. Indeed.. I think that I shall pursue art soon. It seems.. very expressive. Times like this, when you feel yourself drifting, would be good times such as that." He looks down to the notebook and flips a few pages back, turning it to show Kesslan a page that is covered with various scrawls. Roughly formed things like tables and chairs. Several half done, malformed faces and other such things. "Occasionally I try to make images of things I see here. I am not yet so good. I think I shall need a formal teacher to learn more."
"I see.." Kesslan says examining the rough drawings "Better than this one can do. Perhaps shall learn this too some day, would assist with showing what has seen in journal when there is not camera..." he pauses then ears perking up "Speak of camera, perhaps such would nto be bad to bring back, image of much of waht is here. Perhaps give idea to others." Desmond turns the notebook back around and casually flips pages back to where he left off, the latest page of sentences half done. "Yes, they seem useful tools for keeping records," he agrees. "Art seems a field I could explore for a lifetime. I have seen many sorts of it and there seems no limit to the variety. Looking towards it, it seems overwhelming in the depth."
"Think then perhaps is best do this then? Follow persuit of finish training and learn language of those here." Kesslan says "Perhaps then consider look to learn such thing as art and other. Room allways for growth in knowledge seem." the pantheran says, turning his attention to his meal, the same as he'd ordered the day before. Not the most appetising thing ever, but food is food and he none the less scoops some of the stew up and just about swalows without chewing a thing, a puzzled look at the meal itself, as if he's having trouble figguring out how to eat it properly. Certainly he lacks the same ability to chew that humans do...in the end he just shrugs at his own meal and returns his attention to Desmond, ears perking up.
"I think you should look to finish your training and, when you can, fit in time for the language and art. Slow study takes little time and can fill in the spaces where you might otherwise feel that there is nothing to challenge your mind." He indicates the notebook. "I have already begun to practice art when there is time. I think, when my shift ends, that I might go to the park and try to draw trees before I am drawn to sleep. That, I think, is the beauty of such hobbies. That they easily fill times like this."
Kesslan rumbles softly "Seem wise then. Shall follow this course of action. Know will not afford such suit any time soon however, but perhap in time there will be chance to obtain such. Would have room more than other armor seem available here. Most all design for human if have environment ability. Power armor too have this but have more room for.. non human feature."
Desmond nods his head once. "And it takes extra money to have the armor adjusted. Fortunately it did not cost too much for the NTI armor I purchased recently. Which I am glad I bought now, for what must be done soon. I could not imagine how much such a thing would cost. The normal armor was expensive. These powered items are so much more so."
"Truth. Perhaps should speak with Raina on this. Raina have suit that fit her, if this is such then perhaps Kesslan can easily get similar suit, have larger but similar build. Cannot see how this would be great difference then or greater difficulty. Caliopa too perhaps know of how to work with such a thing." Kesslan muses, falling silent as he eats a few more mouthfuls of his stew.
Desmond considers that. "If she does, perhaps she will allow you to use the suit to train as well. No doubt it would be easier with something you can make hands on use of. Though I do not know her well.. if she would allow such a thing." A pause as he considers how rarely he sees her about. And other things that come to mind along that line of through. Then a slight shake of his head as he states, "If nothing else, perhaps she knows of a proper source for such things, yes."
Kesslan nods "Was thought as well, though would not ask to borrow suit think. Raina seem care much for suit, would nto wish to damage it in accident if attempting training. Will seek out school here perhaps. Must be some sort training when have airfiel and much fighter in this place."
Desmond nods his head. "Indeed, I would think that you could find such. I have been training in new methods of combat at the gym. My own style is less focused on defense than offense. I had thought that learning something that is more focused on defense would round out my own style. It's called boxing and is very.. difficult for me. Very focused on blocks and the stance is unnatural for me." He and Kesslan are sitting at the table that Desmond usually takes, deep in discussion.
The pantheran, seated across from Desmond is going between speaking with the larger feline, to slowly and somewhat awkwardly consuming a bowl of rather greasy stew. A small bowl of water nearby left untouched so far. He's still using his translator as well, speaking in his alien language while the translator makes sense of it all "Have considered learn this as well, but think have more interesting thing first. Perhaps if Desmond does this will some day learn this from Desmond yes?" Kesslan asks of the other feline "But for now think have good goal for future."
Hayate slips into the bar unnoticed as per normal, and as per normal he appears at Kesslans elbow. Simply seeming to materialize there between blinks, he bows to both felines, "Konichi wa." He says in general. "May I join you?"
Desmond nods his head once to Kesslan. "If I feel I am able to, I would assist you with learning this if you like. It is not easy, but I am learning to move properly. But that is the best skill to indulge in, one that tests your limits, expands your current thinking." His eyes twitch toward Hyate as he slips up, the big male giving him a nod at his request. "Do sit," he offers. "I trust you have been well, Hayate?"
A little more used to Hayate and his ability to sneak up the way he does, while still netting a slight flattening of the ears from Kesslan, still sees the smaller feline shift over slightly at the table to make room for the man. The pantheran momentarily faling silent as he shifts over his two bowls before turning his attention to the latest arrival
Hayate climbs into the chair offered him, and smiles at the large feline. "I have been well, Training and keeping fit for the upcoming battle, even if I am kept waiting forever." He says easily. I need to speak to someone in this city about my services and useing them to make money, as I lack capital."
Desmond nods his head once to that. "It is a difficult thing. I currently work here, but am seeking something better. It does not go well, however. I'm afraid I can offer you little assistance, as a result. Would that I could offer you more, though I believe that this mission will result in a proper payment for us all in the end. Even if we must wait for it to begin." Finally deciding to rejoin the conversation Kesslan says "Is said waiting is worse part of fight. In this case we must wait, must bide time as pacient hunter for prey." such is his advice at least, a brief pause before adding "Think many wish this happen sooner as many require money for various thing they wish do."
Hayate nods at both felines. "Patience is a virtue i have little of. Being juiced, I am constantly fighting myself to even sit still. But I'm told juicers are feared and respected here. I shall try to get a job later tonight." He says nodding slowly. "So about the mission, have you been told your assignments?"
Desmond nods towards Kesslan in general agreement with his words. "Patience is a hard thing, but necessary," Desmond rumbles. "I have many plans for what will be afforded us. Hopefully it will be enough such that we can make out own way." We seeming to include Kesslan as he tilts his head toward the other feline as he states as much. He then shakes his head slightly to Hayate. "Only that you and I shall be in a melee group. I think that others are still gathering information to form a solid plan."
"Have no idea what plan for Kesslan is, only know that is expected to fight and so shall. Is better with gun than in close so shall perhaps have support action. Not known for certain however." Kesslan says in regards to the plans "All else not known to Kesslan. Not mind this, so long as know what is expected when time come."
Hayate looks at Kesslan, reminding himself to catch the feline later. His gaze turning back to Desmond, he nods. "More than likely... you will be guarding the ranged folk. Sebastien and I have been chosen to scout ahead of the main party. I'll be taking point, and eliminating what forces I can. Sebastien will assist me with that, and you will catch those we miss. So far as I understand."
Desmond nods once towards Hayate, then glances between the two as he states, "There is one thing that need be said, however. There has been some concern as to spies. Thus, for now, it is best that we know little and thus have little to give away. I would take care revealing anything to those who are not already involved. When in doubt, it is best to say nothing." A pause, then he adds, "There is also some concern over Robert Renos and the woman Lucy. It would be best to reveal nothing to do with the mission to them for the time being."
Kesslan tilts his head slightly "What is this thing you call spies?" the pantheran asks, looking a little confused. "Is term not hear of before." and while he finds himself welling up with a great many questions of other things to ask, decides to stick to the points at hand, save to add "Meet this one known as Lucy. Not like that one."
Hayate shifty eyed glances at Kesslan, as he's played that role before. Trepidation aside, Hayate shrugs, leaving it to Desmond to explain. "Noted.. I saw no harm in telling you though." He offers gently.
"A spy is one who seeks information on the actions of one group with the purpose of returning it to another group. Usually in opposition to the first group. We believe someone is seeking information on our plans, but we know not who it might be." A nod is given to Hayate on that. "Even so, anything beyond very basic topics should not be spoken of in public either. As well, we should watch for any threats to Kelley and Atticus. While others have not shown much concern in this, a spy could easily be an assassin as well. Any threat towards them should be noted at once."
"Have think similar to this but not certain." Kesslay muses pausing to spoon up more of his stew and giving a slight grimace. It's nto really something he likes, but it's food. "Not certian know fo this Atticus, know have at least not spoken much to one named such. Is this one more of warrior than Kelley?"
Hayate watches Kesslans steak for a second before looking back to Desmond. "In that case.. I am near positive that it's Lucy. She's been buggin me for information nonstop." He says. "She could be an assassin as well. She has the skill." Desmond shakes his head in response to Kesslan's question. "Atticus is Cali's mate and he is not well trained in the physical arts. He is learned in magics, however." A pause as Hayate speaks of Lucy, the big male's expression turning thoughtful. "I know not if it is her.. I have suspicions, but no true evidence. But I was meaning to ask you of her.. she did seem to pursue you for a time, but has now fixated on Robert Renos."
"Ah is spell weaver then. Much better." Kesslan expresses of Atticus "Not certian why but not think like Kelley much either. Something about this man... " the pantheran shrugs "Could be wrong of this perhaps hard say. Of this matter of spy.. what end then would one seek out information of planned mission? Though was to fight some sort of robot thing, realize likely have other controling robot but they come from spirit doors do they not?"
"Kelley is strange, yes,"Desmond will agree. But he seems content to leave the topic of him there for now. "If there is someone spying on what we intend to do, it would be with the purpose of stopping us. Thus it is important that we speak little of this in public or to those who are not already involved. They do come through those rifts, yes. What lies on the other side I know not. But it stands to reason there is a guiding force."
"Is perhaps way to expose such who are spy?" Kesslan asks thoughtfully, finishing of his stew and promptly moving to the bowl of water to wash the taste out of his mouth, pausing after the first sip to regard Desmond "Understand this may not be easy but must be way to do such yes? Especially important if such a threat is so big as sound to Kesslan."
"Perhaps, but I am not one to form such a plan," Desmond replies. "I am unused to such matters. Perhaps you might suggest it to Kelley or Atticus, though it would be a dangerous game to play, but if we knew the spy, we could give false information to mislead our enemies."
"Truth again. Is something to consider perhpas, but may be best for Desmond to try mention as well of this idea. I do not often see Kelley or this Atticus so is difficult to tell them of such on own. Will endevour to do so but if this is considered important perhaps best to get earlier word to of this." Kesslan suggests before finishing off hte rest of his bowl of water, before placing it inside the now empty bowl of stew and moving both off ot the side of the table.
Desmond nods his head once and agrees, "I will the next time I meet either of the two." A pause, then he asks, "You say you have met Lucy. Could you tell me what impressions you have had with regard to her? I have only seen her briefly now and then. There are times she is quite suspicious and time she is anything but.. it is a strange thing."
"Have spoken with this one on severeal occasion now. Seem like sort who is..." Kesslan pauses, searching for a way to properly describe the woman "Lacking in control. Allways seem attept to flirth with males and seem over competitive with female. Hard say more than as not know this one well but first impression is not so good."
Desmond nods his head once. "Your assessment closely matches my own," he rumbles. "She has only recently become close to Robert. Perhaps time shall tell if her ways are merely a phase or if they are something more." He pauses when a shout comes from the backroom for him. A slight frown coming to him as he glances toward the voice, then back to Kesslan. "I am needed. Thank you for your words, Kesslan. I hope your evening goes well, as does your rest." He slowly stands, securing his notebook, though he lingers a moment for parting words.
Kesslan nods to Desmond "Perhaps best for I too to depart then. May your hunts be fruitful Desmond. Untill we meet again." he says in way of parting, standing as well, though in ihs case he pauses to leave proper payment for his meal behind.
Tags:desmond, hayate, kesslan
