Waking the Dead 2.0 || August 9, 2063 || Tuesday

[kalikat]

[Dinner is served late in the mess hall because it's a grand banquet in honor of the Magistrate of Kibo. It's a pretty modest celebration, all things considered: the people at Kibo are invited, along with her family, any Searing Wind members who feel like dropping in from wherever they've been as of late, and a few friends among the other Keepers of the Vigil. That's about it.

Still, Kalika looks like she's having fun. Her husband and her children are, of course, all in attendance, together with her husband's familiars and the entire division of the Strays from Seigi. The food, mind you, is excellent, and there is more than enough booze.

You're welcome to come and go as you please. Kalika's easy like that.]


OOC Notes:
+ Will have some threads for NPCs of note, but just to give you a general idea: many members of the three blades are in attendance, along with pretty much anyone whom Kalika views as family. If you want to request for somebody, lemme know!
+ Debby and Noey: feel free to put your NPCs in here. =w=
+ Feel free to start your own threads too. Just specify if it's open to all, or if you're going to thread something out with a particular PC.

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[bladeweaver]

[Fortunately, this far corner is relatively close to where Taning and Sabina are. Taning excuses himself for a moment from her, and approaches Renae, who, he belatedly realized, is his Netsach boss. It seems... appropriate, to introduce himself.]

Good evening, sir, and sorry if I'm bothering you. I'm Taning Marasigan, of the War Hounds. You are my boss in Netsach; I'm sorry if I haven't been around as often as is probably proper. But, well, with the whole enforced break and everything, you can use me for whatever you see fit.

[renascens]

[ What an introduction.

And yes, that earns you one of this one's rare smiles and an offered hand by way of introduction. ]

Renae Montelibano-Profaci. Good to meet you, Taning. [ You'll note that his grip is firm, steady. ] I'd say don't worry about not dropping in, but I gotta say that having one more mage check in is something I'd actually like.

[ He's also going to talk right into your head.

( Want to go get some fresh air? I uh, noticed that your partner's been watching your booze intake like a hawk all evening. )

Taking a sip at that. ]

[bladeweaver]

[Taning blinks twice, at that. Then his face slowly breaks into his familiar (to those who know him, anyway) goofy smile.

He's gonna like this boss.

(I make it a point to take my superiors' advice, sir. Lead on!)

He heads over to Sabina and mumbles through some things like "work" and "boss over there" and "introducing myself", and is then off.]

[renascens]

[ And he's going to note that, chuckle and then cant his head in the direction of one of the doors which he steps through.

He's got three beers in one hand, other than the one he's already drinking. ]

Here you go.

[ He's going to sit down in one of those empty benches now. You are very welcome to join him -- he'll even insist. ]

[bladeweaver]

[He takes that with a grateful smile.]

Thanks, boss.

[Oh, what the heck: he'll join you on that bench.]

[renascens]

[ He's going to hide that smile of his by bowing his head as he fishes out his cigarettes. ]

Want one? [ You'll probably note the familiar logo of his pack. He was watching you earlier after all, while you were speaking with his mother. ]

[bladeweaver]

[Is it just him, or can you really not people very well?

His smile widens a little bit at that thought. It's always nice to make new friends. Maybe.

He'll take that cigarette as well.]

Thank you. Ma'am Cisco offered me one just like this, just a bit ago. I forgot to ask her where one gets these.

[Lighting that up and taking a luxuriant drag. It's good shit, man.]

[renascens]

[ Chuckling at that before he finally relaxes against that seat. ]

You can bug her about it, or ask my dad.

[ Very good shit. He's taking a long drag himself, because mmmm cigarettes.

Actually, since he needs to build rapport anyway. Here: tossing you a pack now. ]

You should be able to pick them up at any of the groceries that specialize in organic stuff.

[bladeweaver]

[Catches that, and bemusedly flipping the box open, taking a cig, and smoking it.]

Thanks, boss. And that's good to hear. I thought they needed... extra effort, to acquire. Not that it should be a problem for a Mortician, but well...

[renascens]

Mortician, eh? [ He didn't peg you the type. Then again... that's saying something in itself. ]

So. I'll be upfront. [ Taking another leisurely drag now. ] You're a mage -- forces, if I read your file right. Got any inclinations towards weapons modifications?