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Waking the Dead 2.0 || August 9, 2063 || Tuesday
[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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Ah, that would explain a lot. It must be hard to keep track of Miss Maggie, if she wanted to be elusive. After all, she is your daughter.
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It's not so much that Maggie wants to slip through the cracks. She and I have different Heart-Paths. That, and being a part of the Midnight Riders was a dream of hers for a long time.
[ Looking down at her beer now, and then sparing a glance in the general direction of her son. ] That one just misses her. They were inseparable, once.
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At that last observation, though, Taning cracks a tiny, sad smile. Sorry, Cisco, you triggered this one's sister feels.]
Yeah, I... think I know how that feels.
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Missing family?
[ The word choice is deliberate. Her pupil, your blademate, tends to be incredibly tight-lipped about her past. Your leader, that boy, Josh LaRue, for all his ease in social settings, has all the tells of an individual who keeps parts of his life private. Her son has told her about his observations on one Brianna Lopez, who she is happy to leave to Tala and Selene as she falls under their purview. There is a trend among you Hounds, and even Kaz and Brigade are not exempt, for all that they seem to be, based on her observations, the most open about their lives.
She really won't press. But you can tell her, if you like. ]
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... Wait, or not. You'd feel the hand under yours twitch, then settle.
He's just not used to strangers caring. Give him time.]
Always. Sorry, I'm just not used to people asking. I thought I'd gotten better at not having the chip on my shoulder be so obvious, really. Kaya nga Morticians, eh.
[Cisco wouldn't know from just knowing him (given the amount of time they've spent talking, really), but if he slips into Tagalog, well. Something hit him hard.]
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Don't apologize, [ she says that quietly. ] Konti pang practice, you'll get there.
[ Cigarette? She's always got a pack on her, and since this is the first time she's offered, you might note that her brand's oddly unique: there's a bright green leaf for a logo, and if you decide to take one, you'll notice that it doesn't quite taste like the usual run-of-the-mill cigarettes. ]
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He'll take that offered cigarette with a word of thanks. The flavor and scent is... interesting. And nice. Much like the woman who gave 'em.
Uh-oh. If Cisco is even a little bit more nice to Taning, he'll imprint.]
Cloves, ma'am?
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[ She's lifting the pack and showing him the logo. ]
All natural something or another. Been my brand since 2012. Kind of a thing with Changing Breed that we didn't like all the chemicals that went into the cigarettes of old.
[ She's lighting up one of her own now and taking a long and luxuriant drag from it. ]
One habit I never wanted to kick.
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[It's probably impertinent to ask this question, but then it just kinda comes out all on its own. He'll probably look slightly oops after asking it.]
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[ Like being unable to commit to greater things and coming off like a flake while she was at it.
No, she doesn't mind the question. Living is all about improving yourself when you can. Dancer's philosophy, go figure. ]
Had a couple of really bad ones back when I was fresh to the Vigil.
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[He smiles at you, because he gets it. Which is to say he gets it now. The point really is to be the best version of yourself you possibly can be.]
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You're... what? Early thirties?
[ She says that with a sigh of wistfulness. ]
My kids are about your age.
[ They don't look it, of course. But eh, Changing Breed bloodline. ]
Where were you stationed?
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[Your kids...]
Renae's a good boss. I haven't had the pleasure of meeting Margaret, unfortunately.
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She's chuckling though as she takes another drag of her cigarette. ] You've been around then.
Renae's always been more stationary, so he's naturally easier to get a hold of. Maggie doesn't like staying put as much. [ She used to always wonder if those years spent in Thailand had contributed to it, but neither of her children had tolerated the thought of her blaming herself for very long once they'd figured out the missing pieces of her story. ] But the Riders are her calling and if it makes her happy, I'll just need to play the needy mother a little longer.
[ She says that gently though. ]
I hope that you and Renae get along. He needs more friends outside of his blade and Maggie's. My son... does not people.