[T20] High Law and low justice

[Seonaid]

"You don't have to apologize to me, Tretheasofkhou. Now, can you tell me what's wrong?" Ktarlewaweikye asks in response to his sudden lucidity. She waits until he responds and then, after McAllister speaks, asks Tretheasofkhou in a low, meaningful voice, "Would you be more comfortable in the back room?"

 

[doghead]

"They may be looking for the Aslan and me. He created a bit of a stir over at the Red Tide, although nothing happened. He was disorientated, someone got knocked over and some plates were broken.

"But I'm staying right here with my drink. If you run, you gotta be guilty ..."

 

[Maerdwyn]

"You don't have to apologize to me, Tretheasofkhou. Now, can you tell me what's wrong?" Ktarlewaweikye asks in response to his sudden lucidity. QUOTE]


He's in and out - the sudden burst of anger seems to have vented his frustration, allowing him to focus for a little bit. He tries to explain his situation, but as he doesn't understand it, himself, he starts getting incoherent and frustrated again. You get a little bit about land that was taken fom him on Bleue Mer, and his favorite wife dying - but the sequence of events is not clear.

 

[Guest 11456]

As Trelene is leaving the Public Baths, ltd. she checks her watch and notes that she still has over an hour left before departure. She always feels relaxed after a swim. She looks around at what there is to do. She spies the Red Tide lounge and decides to head there.

She sighs. What will retirement bring? A lot of nothing probably. She should have stayed with Makhidkarum. At least she would be keeping her mind active. She just hoped that she had made the right decision.

 

[Watus]

Ignoring the 'show' being provided by the two Aslan and their human, Tomas finishes his drink and takes the time to study the man beside him - big, hard and obviously someone that it woud be better to call friend than enemy.

"You don't look like a Luriani" he said in a low tone "so are you just passing through too?" he asks

Quinn snorts. "No, I'm not Luriani. And yes, I'm just passing through. I'm on my way to Dukh." He checks his watch reflexively and downs the last of his whiskey. When he catches McAllister's eye, he points to his drink, asking for another. "Why so curious?"

Having no reason to flee from the police, he stays exactly where he is. For now...

 

[Maerdwyn]

Tretheasofkhou in a low, meaningful voice, "Would you be more comfortable in the back room?"

He looks at Ktarlewaweikye questioningly, "The human said we did nothing..."

 

[Maerdwyn]

As Trelene is leaving the Public Baths, ltd. she checks her watch and notes that she still has over an hour left before departure. She always feels relaxed after a swim. She looks around at what there is to do. She spies the Red Tide lounge and decides to head there.

She sighs. What will retirement bring? A lot of nothing probably. She should have stayed with Makhidkarum. At least she would be keeping her mind active. She just hoped that she had made the right decision.

Red Tide is as Trelene remembers it. Not far from the company's port office branch, it was a favorite of some of the younger members of her team, and she would take them here occasionally to build morale.

The host greets her by name (not that he knows her - it's just his job to know who the company execs - even retired ones - are). "What may we get for you today, Madam? I hear you are leaving us today for the Council. Will you be recuiting for Makhidkarum?"

 

[Seonaid]

Ktarlewaweikye bares her teeth at Tretheasofkhou in a non-challenging way. "The humans might see a man such as yourself and try to make a problem." She assesses him with a critical eye while talking and puts the tranq back in the med kit, away but within easy reach. "Tell me about Mur Mura and your wife," she says soothingly.

 

[Wilphe]

Russ'koff looks down at his foil at the Aslans outburst, realizes that it would do him absolutely no good whatsoever if push came to shove and goes back to his meal.

"Police? I've done nothing and I intend to do nothing. If they want to risk a diplomatic incident by doing something to me, then good luck to them.", he takes another swig of beer, "I doubt if a one noble male to another discussion would do much good anyway, I'm only a Tahiwihteakhtau*." He stumbles over the Aslan word, clear that he is not familiar with the language.

* - Barbarian. One who does not follow Aslan culture. Connotations of "honourless foreign scum"

 

[Tonguez]

"Why so curious?"

"I'm on the next ship out" Tomas replies cautiously. He too isn't too worried about the 'Guys in Green', though any delay is going to be a bugger
"Keruuchan's the ship if I remember the name right- just wondering if I'd know at least one face during the trip. Nothin special, forget I asked if you like"

He puts his whiskey glass down and stands watching the door to see what will happen whenever the Greenshirts should arrive...