[ His lips twitch slightly as though amused by her statement. It had taken him awhile, too long really, to understand her sense of humour. ] Of course. When are they not?
[ He makes a mental note to track one or both of them down eventually. She'll give him the names when he needs them and he will speak to them. Hopefully it won't be too difficult. It's not a given duty, but it's one he is diligent in nonetheless. ]
I have no idea what that is. [ Pop culture is still very much his weakness. But he imagines it means some kind of exploration. The night outside is still, sinister and far too quiet. There is frost creeping against everything and the only warmth truly does come from the small glasses of lurid liquid. It will be a hellish time regardless of what happens. Doing something praoctive might keep the ghosts at bay. ] But as ever, I am at your service. When do you want to head out?
[She has the smallest, smuggest smile for that small reaction, buried in the rim of her glass as she downs the last of her drink.]
Now, now, don't be It's never too late to learn.
[Mostly she's full of shit. Movies weren't exactly her forte, not anymore. Even when she had the time she didn't waste much on that sort of thing. Better things to do. Better things like mocking the man out of time. As if she wasn't nearly as bad in this place.]
Good. [She did like it when people were at her service. A dirty little secret never all that successfully secret.]
I'm good to go whenever. Sooner might be better, given their propensity for springing things on us.
[ Another two drinks get placed in front of them and he passes hers to her, a smirk on his face. ] One for the road? [ He drains his own quite quickly, swallowing against the burn of it before he rises to a standing position. A hand gets extended to her in a gentlemanly fashion and he waits patiently until she accepts it. ]
I too would prefer to see what it is. I wouldn't put it past them to give us a new kind of test.
Fair enough. [He might actually have to be willing to drop a responsibility or two to find the time to get acquainted with pop culture that's technically already antiquated by this place's standards.
Not much of a point in it.
She takes it easily, lowers her eyelids in a way that might be deferential if it weren't her and her mouth wasn't turned up as sharp as it was.]
Don't mind if I do.
[Throws it back, head tilted towards the ceiling exactly as long as it takes to drain the hyper-bright liquid down, a shake of her head before she sets it down with a clank on the bar. Not quite a lady when she takes his hand, but near enough to pass, slightly less balanced than she might have been without three drinks in her system, but that would pass by the time they got to the place.
Or near enough.]
I'd like to say I think you'll like it, but I'm honestly not sure what the hell it is. With all luck it won't kill us.
[ He couldn't. There's just too much that needs to be done within the crew. Though Athos drinks he never really turns off, he's always ready, always on edge and alert. He can't remember the last time he slept well. That's not new though, he slept poorly in France too.
With a smile directed towards Tess he helps her stand and when she finds her feet he lets go. He moves slowly through the crowded bar, letting his gaze fall to the other recruits as they pass. Once outside he takes his place beside Tess, hands going to his belt where they can rest just above his sword and pistol. ]
[Easy to follow him out, pays exactly enough attention to the other recruits to know who's going to have seen them leaving together in case that ends up mattering. Back out on the streets it's cold and it's barren but it's no Ajna. Half-shrugs while he settles himself beside her, corner of her mouth pulling down.]
I'd like to say no, but I'm pretty sure you'd be able to tell I was lying. Shouldn't be anyone there, not with the way the locals are, but there might be some animals and-
[A small pause as she slips her bag off her shoulders- all this time, finally gets a backpack- pulls out the flashlight in preparation.]
I'm not sure, but maybe some traps. Seems like an important place. Or like it used to be one. [Which is why she wants to check it out. This place was running them through their paces enough without finding out there's some kind of time bomb lingering just outside of camp. And besides, she didn't like to leave things, anymore. These planets started offering up little treasures that even the CDC didn't have. Strange technology. Interesting weapons. Sometimes, just beautiful things. You didn't get to save much, in the end.]
Come on. [All the warning she gives him before angling herself in the right direction and starting off, boots on cold ground.]
[ He's seen his fair share of important places that have slowly been left to ruin around here. It's not new but it still leaves something aching inside of him. This planet used to thrive, it used to live and be cared for by the people who inhabited it. They treated it with respect and awe before something came along to crack the glass and leave the spider-webs in their place. And he doesn't know what it was, war, famine, disease, what could have weakened such a glorious culture to this?
Not for the first time he's glad Aramis is somewhere safe. Despite it not being his faith, Athos is sure that his friend would hurt for something like it being lost.
He follows Tess with ease, his footsteps brisk but without urgency behind them. ] How far out is it?
[Not long. Easy to travel in relatively quiet companionship. Something she fell back one without much prompting, more used to walking than any of the machines they occasionally let them have. Liked driving for the novelty of it but it never felt as real as going somewhere on your own two feet.
It's a silent, dead walk. Like the narrow space between the zone and outside of it, or places where you knew, you just fucking knew there were infected lingering. Nothing about this damn place was comforting, and it doesn't get any more so as they pass crumbling statues on shattered stone streets, or as the southern ruin comes in to view, a low, crumbling, squat, ugly thing. White as the rest of the buildings and more damaged.]
Perhaps the citizens moved simply because of the architects choices. [ He stares at the building with undisguised curiosity. It's ugly and squat and definitely falling into disrepair. He wonders just what's inside it. ]
Though if that's the case than I imagine he would already in the employ of Dagger. [ His jibes at the red team's leader is mostly harmless.
Athos starts off towards it, his footfalls not exactly heavy but not particularly light either. He isn't terribly equipped to be the kind of spy that most of the crew are made up of. ]
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[ He makes a mental note to track one or both of them down eventually. She'll give him the names when he needs them and he will speak to them. Hopefully it won't be too difficult. It's not a given duty, but it's one he is diligent in nonetheless. ]
I have no idea what that is. [ Pop culture is still very much his weakness. But he imagines it means some kind of exploration. The night outside is still, sinister and far too quiet. There is frost creeping against everything and the only warmth truly does come from the small glasses of lurid liquid. It will be a hellish time regardless of what happens. Doing something praoctive might keep the ghosts at bay. ] But as ever, I am at your service. When do you want to head out?
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Now, now, don't be It's never too late to learn.
[Mostly she's full of shit. Movies weren't exactly her forte, not anymore. Even when she had the time she didn't waste much on that sort of thing. Better things to do. Better things like mocking the man out of time. As if she wasn't nearly as bad in this place.]
Good. [She did like it when people were at her service. A dirty little secret never all that successfully secret.]
I'm good to go whenever. Sooner might be better, given their propensity for springing things on us.
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[ Another two drinks get placed in front of them and he passes hers to her, a smirk on his face. ] One for the road? [ He drains his own quite quickly, swallowing against the burn of it before he rises to a standing position. A hand gets extended to her in a gentlemanly fashion and he waits patiently until she accepts it. ]
I too would prefer to see what it is. I wouldn't put it past them to give us a new kind of test.
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Not much of a point in it.
She takes it easily, lowers her eyelids in a way that might be deferential if it weren't her and her mouth wasn't turned up as sharp as it was.]
Don't mind if I do.
[Throws it back, head tilted towards the ceiling exactly as long as it takes to drain the hyper-bright liquid down, a shake of her head before she sets it down with a clank on the bar. Not quite a lady when she takes his hand, but near enough to pass, slightly less balanced than she might have been without three drinks in her system, but that would pass by the time they got to the place.
Or near enough.]
I'd like to say I think you'll like it, but I'm honestly not sure what the hell it is. With all luck it won't kill us.
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With a smile directed towards Tess he helps her stand and when she finds her feet he lets go. He moves slowly through the crowded bar, letting his gaze fall to the other recruits as they pass. Once outside he takes his place beside Tess, hands going to his belt where they can rest just above his sword and pistol. ]
Do you think it's dangerous?
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I'd like to say no, but I'm pretty sure you'd be able to tell I was lying. Shouldn't be anyone there, not with the way the locals are, but there might be some animals and-
[A small pause as she slips her bag off her shoulders- all this time, finally gets a backpack- pulls out the flashlight in preparation.]
I'm not sure, but maybe some traps. Seems like an important place. Or like it used to be one. [Which is why she wants to check it out. This place was running them through their paces enough without finding out there's some kind of time bomb lingering just outside of camp. And besides, she didn't like to leave things, anymore. These planets started offering up little treasures that even the CDC didn't have. Strange technology. Interesting weapons. Sometimes, just beautiful things. You didn't get to save much, in the end.]
Come on. [All the warning she gives him before angling herself in the right direction and starting off, boots on cold ground.]
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Not for the first time he's glad Aramis is somewhere safe. Despite it not being his faith, Athos is sure that his friend would hurt for something like it being lost.
He follows Tess with ease, his footsteps brisk but without urgency behind them. ] How far out is it?
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[Not long. Easy to travel in relatively quiet companionship. Something she fell back one without much prompting, more used to walking than any of the machines they occasionally let them have. Liked driving for the novelty of it but it never felt as real as going somewhere on your own two feet.
It's a silent, dead walk. Like the narrow space between the zone and outside of it, or places where you knew, you just fucking knew there were infected lingering. Nothing about this damn place was comforting, and it doesn't get any more so as they pass crumbling statues on shattered stone streets, or as the southern ruin comes in to view, a low, crumbling, squat, ugly thing. White as the rest of the buildings and more damaged.]
Not so bad, right?
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Though if that's the case than I imagine he would already in the employ of Dagger. [ His jibes at the red team's leader is mostly harmless.
Athos starts off towards it, his footfalls not exactly heavy but not particularly light either. He isn't terribly equipped to be the kind of spy that most of the crew are made up of. ]