[T20] High Law and low justice

[Guest 11456]

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?"

Trelene nods to the host and smiles slightly.

"Nothing much for me today. Just some chilled water, please."

She glances about the room.

"We will have to see. Makhidkarum..."

She trails off as if spotting something interesting. She looks about for a table.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Trelene nods to the host and smiles slightly.

"Nothing much for me today. Just some chilled water, please."

She glances about the room.

"We will have to see. Makhidkarum..."

She trails off as if spotting something interesting. She looks about for a table.

Trelene is escorted to a table near the stage but off on the side. As she is waiting for her water, she sees the lounge's manager emerge from the kitchen with a police officer. She can't quite hear what they're saying, but the vargr's mimed performance of being beated up and tossed onto a table is just classic. He must be pretty upset to allow himself to look this undignified out in front of his customers.

Anyway, the show (the one on stage, that it) continues as the other one plays itself out and the officer leaves Red Tide. The manager (Trelene thinks is name is Furfgan. Fyurfgan? Something like that.) composes himself and comes over to greet her.

 

[doghead]

"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"

<snip>

Saanath looks over at Tomas.

"Keruuchan. If memory serves me correctly, then you will know my face."

 

[Watus]

"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"

Quinn laughs. "Sorry. I guess Daramm's making me paranoid." He sticks out his mit, "Quinn. And yeah, I'll be on the Keruuchan."

"You win the lottery, or'd you get here early enough to actually book passage?"

 

[Maerdwyn]

Saanath looks over at Tomas.

"Keruuchan. If memory serves me correctly, then you will know my face."

The Vilani next to Tomas perks up. "Well then, you'll now mine as well - or at least my cooking. He extends a hand. "Bilem Lenruli, steward of the HiranuCorp merchant liner Keruuchan, at your service.* Yeah, I always make it to stop in here at McAllister's when we're in port - best place in miles to get a drink, even if it is often a bit warm inside[McAllister nods in acknowledgement, while still watching the door]. Did you know there are disctricts in Darmmiya where whiskey is banned altogether? Or only served to Luriani and other humans? Makes for a dull evening, I tell you what. Not like here." [he gestures toward the two Aslans.]


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* While the Vilani is speaking at the bar, Tretheasofkhou begins answering Ktarlewaweikye: "Bleue Mer was paradise. Green land in every direction, and I owned it all. The grasslands, the rain forest: My wives were all happy there, especially Aofahrkosiyu. Until the Black Day, when it was all TAKEN from me! Not in battle, by an honorable foe, but BY A SHEET OF PAPER!"

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The door is opening - Ktarlewaweikye (any anyone else who might want to do something before the door is fully open) needs to make an initiative roll.

Dice Rolls: http://krisinchico.brinkster.net/rolldata.asp

 

[Seonaid]

[ The die roller isn't working; my mod is +2. ]

 

[Maerdwyn]

Police Initiative: 5 (http://krisinchico.brinkster.net/searchroll.asp?username=IanT20#65971


Ktarlewaweikye's Initiative: 10 (http://krisinchico.brinkster.net/searchroll.asp?username=Ktarlewaweikye #65970)
Ktarlewaweikye may have up to 1 standard action before the police get through the door, if she wants one.

 

[doghead]

The Vilani next to Tomas perks up. "Well then, you'll now mine as well - or at least my cooking. He extends a hand. "Bilem Lenruli, steward of the HiranuCorp merchant liner Keruuchan, at your service.* Yeah, I always make it to stop in here at McAllister's when we're in port - best place in miles to get a drink, even if it is often a bit warm inside[McAllister nods in acknowledgement, while still watching the door]. Did you know there are disctricts in Darmmiya where whiskey is banned altogether? Or only served to Luriani and other humans? Makes for a dull evening, I tell you what. Not like here." [he gestures toward the two Aslans.]

Saanath leans over and shakes his hand.

"The Steward. A good person to know," he says with a grin. "Saanath. I worked the [insert ship name] for a term. The general dogsbody. Glad to know that I haven't lost my ability to find the best watering hole."

* While the Vilani is speaking at the bar, Tretheasofkhou begins answering Ktarlewaweikye: "Mur Mura was paradise. Green land in every direction, and I owned it all. The grasslands, the rain forest: My wives were all happy there, especially Aofahrkosiyu. Until the Black Day, when it was all TAKEN from me! Not in battle, by an honorable foe, but BY A SHEET OF PAPER!"

No wonder he is so grumpy. We have to get something sorted soon.

Saanath looks over at the two Aslans then returns his attention to Bilem. "I met him about ten minutes ago over the street and offered to help him get home. Its turning out to be a little more difficult than I thought it would be ..."

The door is opening.

 

[Tonguez]

Saanath leans over and shakes his hand.

"The Steward. A good person to know," he says with a grin.

"Certainly is" Tomas grins in reply suprised that his simple statement to Quinn should start a flood of introductions.

He shakes the respective hands of Quinn, Bilem and Saanath in turn then follows with "Tomas Makea, ex-Navy, sometimes a Belter and always ready

and" he continues looking over at the opening door "it seems often in the wrong place at the right time.

So whats the likely go from the police here?" he asks in Vargr to Macallister "Like I said, just here for a drink before I fly out"

 

[Wilphe]

Ruzz'koff is content to sit and await developments -Better introduce myself.
"The Keruuchan? I have a passage on that vessal also", he stands and gives a slight bow, ""I am known as Ruzz'koff, formerly of the Imperial Navy."