Jul 08 02:15:17 106 PA - Evening a the Arcade

From Chronicles

The current game time is: Fri Jul 08 02:15:17 106 PA.

Midnight and life still exists at Monkey Business. An odd mix of young and old, many of them Dregs dwellers. A few gangers, urchins that managed to gather together and other bits and pieces of Kingsdale's late night youth. Though the volume of bodies is less than during the daylight prime hours. It's no less noisy, enough machines active to flood the rows between them with a steady mix of sound. Vixen is playing alone today, at one of the the Ultima Fighter stations. Her eyes are half closed, she going through the motions of the game with an almost automatic familiarity. Her favored character, Mystica, blasting away at her current computer opponent mercilessly.

Sarik wanders in somewhat casually, dressed this day in some clothes Vixen may find oddly familar. Specificlaly some of Leonard's old clothes, or well at least the shirt is. The pants are from.. well somewhere else or other. Sarik however seems to be on his best behaviour today, or well for the time being at least. Or perhaps he's simply a little overwhelmed at everything going on in this place. It's clear he's a little confused by everything going on, but for now he simply watches as the others play, which only causes him to stand out even more than usual.

Vixen is caught offguard when the computer opponent shows a sudden flurry of skill. "Shit.." Breathed under her breath as she works the controls furiously to battle back. But her lapse of attention is enough that within a few moments the deep, throaty announcer's voice declares her defeat. She casually kicks the machine, though the sturdily built box is indifferent to her brief show of temper. It won't stop a pair of youths, still growing their first facial hair, from laughing at her, which only prompts her to bristle all the more, shooting them a hard look.

Sarik cant help but be drawn to the sound of the laughter in this case, for it has abit of a mocking tone that he can at least detect, if not quite divine the source or reason for it. THe oddly detatched youth turning to watch Vixen for a while with those strange eyes of his. Of course he too, just by his being here gets his own fair share of gawkers dispite his somewhat shabby style of dress, but then only becuase the youth has not yet learned to properly hide certain things about himself, even when he travels among humans and D-bees alike in disguise. Still he presently carries a certain air about him that keeps the majority at bay, only watching from a distance as he, in turn, watches others with an almost unmistakeably predatory manner. Yet it's one that's hard to really pin down by simply watching him.

"Fuck off, mouth breathers," Vixen fires at the youths, though it doesn't seem to stay their amusement. But it does seem to satisfy her as she turns to start moving away, only to be drawn up short when her eyes fix on Sarik. That stops her and prompts a subtle narrow of her eyes. Followed by a few obvious moments of hesitation before she starts forward, her prior path taking her towards him. A slight frown comes as she gets nearer and, once she gets close enough to speak naturally she wonders, "Ain't that Leo's shirt?"

"And you are Vixen." Comes Sarik's calm response. His eyes studying Vixen with an almost disturbing level of interest. It's not exactly a friendly look, and it carries an.. odd edge to it that just doesnt seem quite.. right. Not for a human anyway. Still he -looks- like one, but then, anyone in this day and age soon enough learns that not all is as it seems in this world filled with deamons, magic, aliens, men and monsters. "We've met before." he states with that same calm, matter of fact tone. "He said I couldnt eat you and that eating friends of others is a bad thing to do."

"Don't start with that shit again," Vixen replies, her voice firm. She remembers this one. "Leo told me what you are." This fact noted in a more discreet tone, the din of the arcade more than enough to shield them from casual attention. "And I ain't got no problem shooting you if you fuck with me. So just dial it down and lets not let it get to that point, yeah?" She a bit tense already, though she keeps her voice level.

"Your unusually brave for a human." Sarik notes, not seeming to take offence to Vixen's tone or response. "Your not like him." he then adds after a moment of contemplation before an -almost- child like tone enters his voice "Why do you like him? How is it you get along? You two dont seem to be suited to each other, but then I dont understand your kind."

Vixen is taken a bit off guard by the references to 'him', who she guesses at. The arcade is open if not so busy as at prime time during daylight hours. Sleepless youths haunt the place, many of them Dregs dwellers of various stripes, including quite a few gangers at the machines or talking. Or both. Vixen and Sarik face each other amid the place, Vixen's arms lifting to lightly cross over her chest as she adds to her response. "It's complicated. But what matters is I do like him. and he's brave enough. What's your interest?"

That question actually causes Sarik to have to stop a moment and think before responding. The teen seeming rather uncertain at first, though there's some definate sign of him working through it all mentally before responding to Vixen's posed question. Meanwhile a few people cant help but stop to watch the conversation unfold, if only because some of them perhaps wish they'd been the one to be talking to Sarik right now. Dispite his relativley poor dress, the boy has an almost outright unnaturally fine apperance that few can not pay attention to. Though he seems to be barely aware of that fact. "He's.. my friend." Sarik responds then though the tone shows he doesnt quite fully understand it, or perhaps even the full meaning. His tone dips down a little to an almost injured and child like one "He was one of the first ones to be nice to me."

Walking into the Arcade for the first time on a new diverted route from the Alibi Tirzah is mildly curious, and fairly inebriated. She doesnt walk like a drunk, but she does smell of fine spirits and seem quite drawn to the more flashy games as she browses silently.

Shortly after Tirzah eners the arcade, Taldrean walks in through the front door. Kingsdale si stil a strange city to him and he's not able to do much sleeping so far. He looks around at the games, frowning at the ones glorifying the CS, and simply takes stock of the place.

"You want to know more about him," Vixen ventures, considering Sarik as she says as much. "Lets just say, Leo gives me what I need and I give him what he needs. That's what being with someone is about. This ain't really the best of places to be talking about stuff like this, though." She glances around, noting the extra presence of eyes, which doesn't put her at ease. And prompts her to notice Tirzah wandering nearby. Unexpected, the young woman observing the other quietly for the moment.

Sarik nods somewhat at Vixen's statement "Others, I guess. You squishy things are.. interesting. Different." a brief pause before he adds "Facinating really." the youth shrugging a little, his tone low and hard to over hear from too far away amidst the din of all the arcade games, which, even when not being played put out quite abit of noise in an attempt to attract would be players. Such devices occasionaly draw Sarik's curriosity as well, though he seems more interested in the people playing them than the games themselves at the moment. "And why not here? You humans have different places to talk about different things?" his tone confused.

Stopping to watch a game for a bit Tirzah seems to collect herself as her eye flicker with the demo playing over the screen. Absorbing th input in its rawest form with little interpretation at all she finds it captivating. Until it ends, drawing from her a light tap on the machine to prompt more stimulus before she thinks to look for the token dispenser. In so doing her fiery eyes settle on Vixen and Sarik in turn.

Taldrean thinks to get some tokens to play before Tirzah does. He's not thinking he'll be able to get to sleep soon, so he might as well entertain himself. He drops a few credits into the machine and collects the dispensed tokens. He gives Tirzah a freindly smile and nod in greeting as she approaches the machine, stepping aside to let her have access to teh dispenser while he think of what he'd like to play first.

"Lets just say that I don't really feel like dishing personal stuff here," Vixen replies, looking back to Sarik. "More for private places without so many ears." She takes a step closer, her voice lowering as she adds, "And here's a bit of advice. People don't like being called 'squishy things'. You don't really do very well at blending in. Though I guess that ain't so unusual, all things considered."

"Why not?" Sarik asks, to both of Vixen's statements, seeming somewhat confused. Yes, the youth indeed has a great deal yet left to learn. "Your squishy, and small.. and tastey! " there's an almost disturbing level of child like exuberance to that laste stament "Though.. some of you are also nice, others are mean. I think I'll only eat the mean ones from now on." yes, a wise choice indeed. "You all taste more or less the same anyway.. so I mean.. if I only eat the mean ones no one will mind right?"

Tirzah smiles slightly and moves away from her brief moment of watching Vixen and Sarik react to one another. Instead she contemplates the lanky elf that deftly got to the token machine before her with a firmer grip on his faculties. But she doesnt seem to mind, waiting her turn in persistent silence. And when it is her turn she cashes in a whopping fifty credits on the new indulgence, her concept of thrift as slack as ever.

The elf arches a bit of an eyebrow at the sound of all the tokens being dispensed to Tirzah, his contemplation of which game to play interupted. In conparason, he only splurged on 10 credits worth. Taldrean chuckles at the girl and offers her a freindly smile rather than the one of polite greeting he gave her before. "Are the games here really that good? To be spendign so many credits on, I mean."

Vixen grimaces faintly, her shoulders getting a little tense s she eyes Sarik. "Would you like it if someone else was talking so casually about eating you and yours? Cause that sort of thing ain't nice. And it ain't what normal people do. So if you wanna seem normal then you ought to stifle that line. Keep talking like that and someone's going to end up calling you on that. Plenty of people out there with badder attitudes than me and more eager to pull a gun when they feel threatened."

"Well.. I've never eaten another dragon before.." Sarik seems to actually seriously consider the concept. "THough bigger ones have tried to at least kill me once. I think one may have tried to eat me." he doesnt however, sound entirely certain of that however. "But if.. if they call me on it then I just eat them. So what's the problem? I dont understand. Why is this not considered 'normal'? What is normal? Why does this make people angry? Isnt it normal for something bigger than you to want to eat you?" and so several questions, as well as other related ones flow from Sarik as he continues down that line of thought. Notably however, dispite perhaps what Vixen had expected he hardly seems bothered by the concept.

Looking down to the pile of tokens she collects into a satchel Tirzah shrugs before looking back to regard the elf. "I dunno, but its not really a large amount. And these units seem to want more tokens just as things are getting good. I want to be able to see it through." She replies her tone flat and dry as other parts of her persona seem shut down at the late hour. Passing back by Vixen and Sarik she hmphs at the pair. "Most bad people aren't even worth the effort to eat, Sarik." She offers idly before popping in some tokens to the game.

Taldrean chuckles. "Mybe I don't have enough, then..." He looks over at the pair of Vixen and Sarik, his attention grabbed by Tirzah's words about eating people. He focuses for a bit, sensing the magic in the air and raises his eyebrow as he notices Sarik. "Indeed," he adds as he approaches the disguised dragon. "I highly recommend not eating people. For one thing, it tends to justify the paranoia and propaganda the COalition States spew." The elf isn't sure what Sarik is, only that there's a lot of energy in that body, more than a normal human would have.

Vixen frowns, considering the obvious ignorance of interpersonal relations. And so she takes a bit of time in responding before she sums it up. "People don't like being threatened. Talking about eating someone is easily seen as a threat. And maybe you can eat one guy, but what about several? You might be strong, but no one is stronger than everyone else." She pauses then, glancing towards TIrzah as she passes and speaks, then shifts her attention to Taldrean for a moment. After, she shrugs her shoulders slightly and looks back to Sarik. "Besides, remember when Leo brought you over? All that eating talk didn't really make me want to be your friend. Plenty of people will react the same. You wanna make friends, making vague threats about eating them won't help it."

Momentarily distracted by Tirzah and Taldrean perks up slightly "Oh Hey Tirzah!" he says with an almost exuberant tone, moving over a moment to give her an almost bruisingly hard hug and then merrily returning to his conversation with Vixen. Talderan's input is subtly taken into account as well. "Well.. I only talked bout eating you cause you were being a meanie head." he whines at Vixen. "I still think your kinda mean." he grumps at her.

Tirzah endures the hug, grumbling about the game she is trying to play. One credit gone. Inserting another she tries again, already adjusting her preliminary choices from her brief experience. "Vixen is mean, and a good example, eating her would be like trying to eat a glacial boulder, and just as full filling. And if that's not bad enough imagine when it comes time to pass her. There's just too many complications with most people for them to be edible. You eat one, then you have to eat the witnesses. Then their family comes looking and you have to eat them too, and still more witnesses. Before you know it you're trying to figure out how to eat half the city before they end you." She rambles on, her attention draining into the game.

Taldrean chuckles and stands to the side a bit, just watching the exchange for now with arms folded across his chest.

Vixen glances towards Tirzah again and frowns. "What the hell.. are you drunk?" She snorts and shakes her head, turning her attention back to Sarik. "I can be mean," Vixen admits freely. "But you were freaking me out then and Leo wasn't helping. Though now I finally got the whole story outta him. Right now, I'm not being mean. I'm looking to help you out, cause the way you're going, you're gunna run into problems."

Sarik ohs, softly. He almost sounds dissapointed some how in some inexplicable and entirely child like manner before turning to Taldrean and studying him a moment "Your ears are funny." he suddenly declares, apparently considering the previous topic done and over with now. "Your not human are you?" he asks then sounding a touch suspicious. Ah yes, the ignorance of youth. At least he seems to bear no lasting ill will towards Vixen after her explanation. All is right and well in the world again. Yays!

Tirzah shrugs off Vixen's question, the answer seeming pretty obvious to her. Grumbling she hits the machine in mild frustration as she dies again but doesn't hesitate to put in another token and learn from her mistakes.

Taldrean smiles at Sarik. "Yes, they are. And no, I'm not. I'm an elf. And my name is Taldrean Sunbow." He gives a low bow to Sarik, Vixen, and Tirzah. "I'm new in Kingsdale and I thought I'd check this establishment out."

Vixen smirks faintly as Sarik turns his boldness on someone else, her head shaking slightly. "Vixen," she notes, casually slipping her fingers into her coat to draw out one of her cards. It's plain, no frills with the words 'Vixen's View' at the top, a radio frequency and PO box noted below it. "You might listen in if you want to know a bit more about what's going on," she adds, passing the card towards him. She then looks at Sarik and wonders, "So what are your plans?" He's not the only one who can drop sudden questions.

Sarik huhs at Taldrean "I thought most of you lived in like.. forrests or something." he frowns a little at the response he gets "Oh.. I'm uhh.. Sark! Destroyer of worlds! RAWR!" the last bit is clearly little more than childish fancy, one which unfortunately others in the past have induldged him perhaps a little too much for his own good. At the question of plans however he's brought up short, if only momentarily before he responds to Vixen's quesiton. "Well this place has lots and lots of fun and interesting magic stuffs.. so I guess learn bout all that stuff first and then like.. eat some more people and take the place over! And then.. then I'mg onna go eat all those mean Coalition type peoples and be like RWAR! This is for shooting me and stuffs when I only wanted to have fun! And then I'll totally like.. take over the world and then destroy it! Cause that would be fun."

Tirzah chuckles, not dying this time so her speech is broken between moments she has to concentrate on the game. "Hah! ... Not if I ... take it over first. And why wait to go rawr at the CS? I'm connected, could ... get you in on a Tolkeen job pretty quick. Its actually why I'm a bit liquored, my last team is largely unavailable for the next job. ..." And she dies again, grumble.

Taldrean takes the card and nods to Vixen. He looks like he's going to respond to either Vixen or Sarik, but his attention immediately snaps to Tirzah. "Tolkeen job? What exactly do you mean by that? And do you know what going on up there?" His voice is rather urgent.

Vixen weathers Sarik's words with a mix of amusement and bemusement. Her fingers lightly drumming against her arm, both loosely crossed after she turns over the card. "Then what? If you destroy everything, won't be anything left to do, will there? Not too nice for y our friends either." Her head tilts slightly as she regards Sarik, though Tirzah's note prompts her to add in general, "If you take the job, keep an eye on her. She's a bit loose with the finger wiggle if you know what I mean."

Sarik errmmmms "Well.. I guess I can destroy just part of it or something. And then find a new world!" he cheerfully expresses, a brief pause then and a notable deflation of his mood at the mention of Tolkeen "I dont like that place. The others there were mean. And.. their doing things I dont think are good." he says somewhat sulkily, though it shows that he does have some sort of limits, what ever they are. At least at the moment. If nothing else the young 'boy' is starting to learn something or two about actual ethics, though his are rather.. vague and ever shifting at the moment.

Tirzah shrugs lightly as she changes her game's set up choices once more becoming more comfortable with it. "Thats alright Sarik, I understand if its a scary place and you a fearfull of being in the vicinity. Even if it is only the vicinity, to attack some squishy CS troops. I'm sure I can find brave folks to jump at the opportunity and the credits in due time." She explains, starting to sober up as she commits her attention tyo the game again.

Taldrean frowns a bit and moves closer to Tirzah as she plays one of the video games, leanign his head into her field of vision of the game. "What's happening in Tolkeen? If you've been up there recently, please...tell me what's happening."

A bit after midnight and the arcade is only lightly populated compared to the more active daylight hours. But there are folk enough and amongst them Vixen is speaking with Taldrean and Sarik, Tirzah nearby, playing one of the games. She glances towards the elf as he moves to query Tir, then fixes no Sarik again. "Don't let her goad you. There's good creds in merc work, but ain't no problem avoiding that mess if you don't wanna do it. Plenty of ways to make cred around here. I think you'd do better trying for that than going around, destroying stuff."

Sarik shakes his head at Tirzah, seeming to side with Vixen's advice on the matter. "It's a bad place, not going there again. The big ones will probably eat me if I do anyway and if not the Coalition will just shoot me down again." His tone is set, matter of fact. There's no real fear exactly. "They wont be able to when I'm older." he cockily declares. "And stronger. But even I know there are thigns I can not yet do." the tone he uses shows that at least some of his child like behaviour tends to be all an act.. the only real question, is just how much of it is?

Flashing lights, beeping machines, the voices of the diehard in choruses of victory or wails of defeat. Given the hour, Leonard's first stop upon entering the arcade is to visit what he considers the most indispensible marvel of modern gaming in the building. This would be the device behind the small counter that fills the carafe. 24/7 caffeine is a necessity by its very definition. Once he has a steaming cup, he returns to his prior task and looks about in search of a specific nocturnal creature.

Tirzah shrugs, finding her current deviation in game strategy a total flop as she decides to back track to her last choices with the next token. "I havent been in Tolkeen. We went to intercept and early cs convoy near there weeks ago. But basically I know what anyone else knows. The Coalition states have decided to wipe Tolkeen off the map, and most people are betting they will at least make a good smearing of the countryside. Hence the farming refugees that have come to the city. But if you're good with a gun or spells, you can come get a closer look for your own assessment." She offers, not appearing bothered by Sarik's choice or Vixen's advice in the slightest.

There's a numb look on the elf's face as he nods at the information Tirzah gives him. He slowly moves back to let the girl continue her game. "I see...But refugees? Here? Where are they settling down at?" The prospect of there being survivors of Tolkeen seems to be giving him some hope.

"Good, cause part of knowing your strengths is knowing your limits," Vixen notes to Sarik. "Then you know what you can and can't do." She pauses as she looks towards Tal. "They're out at t he gates for now, but I'm working to get as many as possible settled in the north Dregs. Got the place, just need to get the materials and clean out what's already there." She pauses, then asks him, "What's got you all tense, man?"

Sarik actually falls silent for once as the others continue their discussion on Tolkeen, the young 'man' not really understanding or following what quite all the fuss was about. Sure he didnt like his own experiences out that way but he hardly saw anything to get all excited or worried about. Though a good part of that was likely due to a lack of any real understanding of what was going on.

Leonard spots a familiar face or three amidst the sparse crowd and he moves towards the mix of discussion and button-mashing. Vixen is his foremost target, at least for the moment. "Discussing the refugees over a late night match, Vix?" Only a few bits of the conversation were caught, apparently. Sarik's presence provokes a brow lifted in moderate surprise before he offers a "Hello," and Tirzah receives a nod in acknowledgement and greeting as he takes a tentative sip from his coffee.

Taldrean looks over at Vixen with a slightly pained look. "Becasue I'm from Tolkeen." He looks back at Tirzah. "If you need someone that know the area well, come find me. If it a chance to get some refugees out or even just sabotaging the Dead Boys, I want to help. I'm at room 13 in the GOlden Carafe. NOw if you'll all excuse me, I'm going to go check out the refugees and see if I can find anything out." He bows to Vixen, Sarik, and Tirzah and then quickly walks out into the night.

Vixen grins as Leo makes himself known, she extending a hand towards him invitingly. "I was just doing a little mindless play, got restless. Guess maybe I woke you up?" Se then looks towards the elf as he explains and a slight frown comes to her. Thoughtful, rather than upset. "We'll talk later." she tells him as he goes off, looking back to Leo with her brows lifted slightly. She then considers the oddly quiet Sarik. "So for real.. you got any goals in life?"

Sarik blinks a little as Vixen hits him with that question again "I dunno..." he says with a slight shrug. A far cry from his boastful claims. "Do I have to? RIght now I want to explore and have fun and do things! Revenge, power and other things all come in time." he snorts "You seem to expect alot from some one who's only been alive for little over a month by your counting."

"Tiger gets the blame for that, actually. Your leaving apparently disturbed him, and he tried to comfortable again by curling up on my face. This is to wash out the cat hair." Leonard smirks bemusedly, lifting his cup, then looks to Sarik. "If it's any consolation, she asks me the same question on a regular basis. Take your time, Sarik."

Tirzah snickers, apparently finding the conversation goin on beside her amusing though she doesnt look away from the game that is consuming her and her inebriation. Comfortable and determined she pauses at the next break pump the machine full of tokens. One way or another she would master these bubble popping puzzles.

"I was expecting what's real," Vixen notes to Sarik. "What you said is a goal. Goals don't have to be big or elaborate, they just have to be what you're looking to do right now. It'll always be changing with you, those goals. Until you get some big ones that stick around a while." She grins casually and looks to Leo. "He likes you. Just have to let him know the face ain't the place to rest." She slips her arm around his lightly then, her mood picking up just like that.

Sarik awwws "But goals sound so boaring if it's just 'To go tot he store and buy milk.' They sound so much more funa nd grand if its' to take over the world! Or like.. a town.. or to eat so many people in a given day and watch them running around in fear. Cause thats kinda fun too you know. Watching them all run round and stuff. They make funny noises."

"You're talking a lot about being mean for someone that gets upset at others for being mean," Vixen points out, her brows lifting. "Life is only as boring as you let it be too. Just don't worry so much about impressing people. There will always be people who think you're junk. Best to not even start worrying about that too much."

Sarik welllss... "Yeah.. but I'm supposed to do it to others! I'm a Dragon! Thats waht Dragons do right?" he asks looking to Vixen "I mean thats what everyone always seems to think of when you hear stories of dragons and stuff. So obviously were ment to do that right! Plust it's fun an dpeople are tasty so if people were not supposed to be for eating then they wouldnt be so tastey!"

"So you're fine letting other people define you?" Vixen smirks a little and shakes her head at Sarik. "Don't look at me for that, man. I let people decide who they want to be, then call it like I see it when they show me who they are." She'll note then, "Besides, random people don't know much. Shouldn't let them tell you how to be and figure out who you are on your own, by living life."

"But.. isnt that what you do with your own children? Tell them how to live, how to grow, what to do and what not to do? I see people telling their kids stuff like that -alll- the time." Sarik whines slightly near the end. "Cause like.. Billy.. or was it Bobby... or maybe Tod? Something like that anyway.. this kid like who was the first one to offer me candy anyway.. he was all like saying how his parents were always telling him he had to do stuff and... stuff."

"There are usually good intentions behind that, Sarik, similar to the advice of your kin." Leonard finally speaks up after watching the discourse silently sipping his coffee. Whether an attempt to fully awaken or simply enjoying Vixen's sharin of her opinions is anyone's guess. Not that she ever has difficulties doing so.

"I don't got kids," Vixen replies with a shrug of her shoulders. "If I did, I'd teach 'em skills, not tell them what to be. Show 'em what's out in the world and let 'em decide what they wanna do with it." She glances towards Leo, then back to Sarik. "I ain't speaking for no one but me. But I do think you should forget what some random idiots tell you. Cause random idiots can tell you a lot of stupid crap."

Sarik mmmms "Most of the 'advice' of my 'kin' was Get away or I eat you!" or something along those lines." he points out to Leonard "We dont exactly get along. Ever. Which is why I thought Tolkeen was kinda wierd cause there were lots there and they werent all fighting all the time either, but I know we do most of the time for.. some reason."

Leonard chuckles. "Well, you did mention one suggesting that you keep some things to yourself, for your benefit. That is to what I referred. I'd like to think that most things that are asked of children are to educate or protect, not to be cruel." Now his shoulders roll and he motions to Vixen. "Although, like her, I am not a parent, either."

"Look, man.. the core is like I said. You either let other people tell you who you are or you can figure out who you are by living life." Vixen breathes out lowly and looks to Leo. "I'm feeling kinda sleepy. We should get back and get some rest, I think." She looks to Sarik. "You wanna do something that's more than just going to the store and such, talk to be later. Maybe you can help the refugees."

Sarik errrmmms at Vixen's offer and simply says "Ok." in a rather soft and meek tone. Not quite the fearsome dragon he often claims to be. But then he tends to do that far less around 'friends' or at least people he's known for more than a few minutes or days. Not that many people fall into that catagory yet...."Bye." he adds to the departing pair before they go.

"That is a grand idea," Leonard confirms to Vixen with a smirk that is still weary despite the stimulant infusion, "and I hope that we can sleep in a while." Sindri receives a more pleasant smile and a small wave from the arm not linked with the sleepy one. "Enjoy your evening, or morning, as it may be. I hope that you aren't forced to eat /too/ many unpleasant people. Sometimes, I envy you in that." He then turns to escort Vixen home for the sleep she's finally prepared for.