T20: High Law and Low Justice (IC Thread 2)

Ktarlewaweikye sits gracefully, wondering where Vyrkris might be. When she is "escorted" into the room, Ktarle's mouth gapes slightly open in astonishment. As the exchange between the captain and her roommate progresses, her mouth drops open farther and when the two leave, she fights the childish urge to rush over and pick up the datalink. Instead, she glances around the table uneasily, wondering how many people present know that the two of them are roommates.
 

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Maerdwyn said:
Ruzz'koff has a bit of an awkward moment, as Cassius and a few of his friends pass him in the corridor. "Hello, Ruzz'koff," he says as they pass. just a moment later, one of Cassius's companions, says in a whisper, "That's your roommate, Cassius? Dude, he was sitting right behind our table when you were going off on him last night." That one seems pretty embarassed for Cassius, and for Ruzz'koff. One on the other side of Cassius, however, says, somewhat loudly, "Jeez you're right - he does smell like piss!"
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Ruzz'koff gives a polite nod, "Hello," and carries on his way. When he hears the other seek to provoke him however he turns and gives a fairly benevolent smile, fixing straight for the louder of the two unknowns, "I may smell like piss, but at least I remember to climb out of the water first."*

Hands relaxed, by your sides, smile charmingly, look at roommate.

"Cassius I very much regret that your friend sees fit to try to provoke me. More than that I feel sorry for you that he seems more willing to provoke me into fighting you, rather than him. Good day."

Click heels, bow, turn, leave.

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The presentation does, despite himself, rather impress him. Of course he would be disappointed if hadn't. But playing second fiddle to a bunch of highly strung artistes is really not his line of work.


* And that's as close to an appropriate Luriani insult as I can think of at this moment in time.
 
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Maerdwyn said:
As he arrives at the captain's dining room, .... <snip> closing the door behind them.

Silence.
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Saanath looks a round the room. Then he rolls back his head, and stretches out his back and releases with a slow breath. He blinks a couple of times slowly, as if trying to get his focus back. He looks a little tired and drawn.

"That was interesting," he says in a slow drawl. "I wonder what's for dinner."
 


<Dress Uniform? I suppose so>
Ruzz'koff unpacks his best Former Naval Person outfit and slips it on, not overly concerned with it looking it's best. It's more a matter of effect, and would certianly gain more kudos than anything else he might wear.

At dinner:
He sits, rather impassively as the Captain dresses down Vyrkis and waits for the door to shut after them before speaking,

"Well. Does anybody know what that was all about?"

His eyes circle the room, to see if anybody knows anything. If nobody replies he will get up, pick up the dropped data link and place it on the table between himself and the Captain.

"The cabaret around here seems to somewhat lacking. I feel like someone who has just caught the last five minuites of an action tri-vid. Very interesting to watch but you don't have any idea what's going on."
 
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"To be honest, I don't care. And I wouldn't admit it if I did. I'm not keen on being played, and that little scene rather seemed an attempt to do so. A local sport I am beginning to think.

"Anyway, that appears to be a bottle of something over there. And as the captain has chosen to busy herself elsewhere, I suggest that we start on that. I'm sure that she won't mind."

At which point Saanath either accepts the bottle from whoever or gets it himself. He proceeds to play host, moving amoung the people present, filling glasses and making small talk. Lively and personable. A markedly different person from moments ago.

OOC: Assumed a bottle or two here. Maerdwyn? Liason +10 (+ has Carousing - for flavour.) A big hearted effort.
 

Ktarle would smile at Ruzz'koff's assessment of the situation and would tend to agree but that it is her roommate who is involved. Instead, she sits and fidgets a little, glancing every so often at the door or the datalink. If she is sitting close to where the datalink is, she will reach out surreptitiously and grab it when she thinks no one is looking. If not, she will try to find an excuse to get up and move closer to it and then grab it when and if she can. (If it looks like people might be moving toward standing and mingling, she will wait for that or will start it herself by standing and introducing herself to someone closer to the datalink.)

She accepts Sanaath's offer of a drink but does not drink much of it, instead letting it sit mostly untouched before her.
 

After some gnashing of his teeth, because they let Vyrkris onto the bridge and denied him the same, even though Zaedhrarrg is a scout and Vyrkris is not, he decides to let the matter go (indeed the very fact vanishes from his mind in about 30 seconds).

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* Ooh, an invitation! Must wear my best ..., em, ... What should I wear? I don't think my service jacket would be really appreciated at the captain's table; I've heard they very picky that way, but what instead? *


With the help of his pal Bilem he locates the board tailor and pays him a visit to pick a proper outfit up. However, after some heated discussions Zaed gives up on his futile attempts to convince the tailor that simply cutting a hole for his tail in a Luriani suit won't really do.


* So, the jacket it is. At least my tail will be properly displayed that way. [Sigh] They really ought to think of other species on this ship! Hmmm, should polish the buttons a bit and what about my stuff? *


With a slightly envious glance at Ruzz'koff's dress uniform Zaedhrarrgh polishes and cleans his jacket to the best of his abilities, before, with the most sorrowful expression ever displayed by a Vargr, he begins plucking the trinkets from his jacket, sighing loudly every now-and-then when he fiddles with another one and recalls the exact circumstances under which it was added.

Finally, on his way out of the cabin, Zaed looks mournfully back one last time at the heap of baubles that signify every major event of his past life, and so many minor ones, too. With a small cry he jumps back in and begins stuffing them into the various pockets of his outfit, now looking more ridiculous than ever.
 

At the dinner:

Clearly stunned by the event he just had to witness, Zaedhrarrgh sits motionless at his place, with his eyes wide open and too upset to speak.

When the people surrounding him go back to the normal dinner routine, he suddenly jumps up, toppling his chair over, and bursts out:


"How can you just sit here and drink yourself into a stupor? There's a great injustice happening right under your snouts and you talk about tri-vid!!!"


With these words Zaed grabs the jacket he took off for dinner and leaves the room at full speed, heading directly towards Vyrkris' cabin.
 

Ktarle looks stunned by Zaed's outburst but takes advantage of it to swipe the datalink and follow him out the door. Once outside, she will go to the nearest observation lounge, bar, or similar place and look at the datalink to see what it contains.
 

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