Wade.

Gonna vote unit

IC: Thel Thel nodded. Pushing his chair back, he got up and took hold of Viis' arm again to guide her through the restaurant, then the streets. The sun had begun to set, bathing the ocean in a bright sheen of orange that rippled with the wind. Soon it'd be dark, and Thel would retreat to his cave if he couldn't find a cheap place to sleep for the night. "We're here," he said as they approached Viis' house.

OOC: Kind of implied that she paid the bill so we could skip past that bit, but I'll roll with it. IC: Thel "Fourty eight widgets."

And I was just about to vote Oh well.

IC: Thel Thel pursed his lips, bottling up any objections that would have surfaced just a few seconds ago. With a reluctant "Alright," he let Viis pay his tab, and sat quietly until the transaction was complete. It was only after the waiter left that he actually thanked her, though in an uncharacteristically awkward tone that suggested he still felt indebted. "So uh," he said, waving the matter aside. "Let me know when you're ready to head on back, and I'll walk you there."

IC: Thel "Hey c'mon, you don't have to do that," Thel protested, but the waiter, quick as ever, didn't give him the opportunity to say more than that. "Will it be one bill or separate?" the Skakdi asked.

Just a quick update for everyone involved in the train heist so far, and to anyone thinking of getting involved: I'm still working on the post to get this thing started, though it won't be up until next Monday or Tuesday since I'll be out of town this weekend. There's still plenty of time and space for anyone interested in participating.

IC: Thel "Don't know, haven't though that far ahead," he said, leaning onto the counter. "I'll only have a penny to my name after this bill, so I might go gambling. See if I can make into two pennies."

IC: Thel Thel shrugged. "Whatever floats your boat, I guess."

IC: Thel "After two drinks?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

IC: Thel Thel chuckled. "Thanks but I don't think I'd wanna be a shrink. I'd much rather go back to being a courier; keeps me on the move." In one smooth motion, the waiter swiped his empty glass and plate off the counter. "So, you got any other plans tonight or is drinking here it?"

IC: Thel "A little," Thel said, softening now. "It never hurts to be optimistic, just make sure to stay rational about it. Better than being a hopeless defeatist."

IC: Thel "You won't," Thel said bluntly. "Trust me, it takes more than a few months to become a decent fighter. Give it a year or two and then maybe you'll be ready for a fight."

IC: Thel Huh, maybe she could read his mind. "Sharp, aren't you? Shouldn't expect any less from a former scientist." Like with his drink, he swallowed the last of his food in one loud gulp. "But yeah, business isn't exactly booming at the moment. Kinda frustrating that I might have to start looking for new work. That or the island gets its act together soon, and by soon, I mean in a couple of months."

IC: Rungui For the umpteenth time, Rungui rolled his eyes, concealing the barest hint of a smile. Exchanges like this were quickly becoming tradition. "Dal, it hasn't even been a minute and you're already making me regret this decision."

IC: Thel "Great, actually, my kneecaps really soak in the juices. Gives them a healthy glow, y'know?" He said all of this in mock seriousness, pausing only to down the rest of his drink. "Jokes aside, I don't know where to start." Thel shrugged. Did a blind person want to know what you looked like? "Um...I'm a bounty hunter?" he attempted. "Used to roll with a caravan way back in the day before joining the marines, though I also left that business a long time ago. Wasn't my style. Fiddled around for a bit, found this gig- stuck with it ever since."

IC: Thel The bartender caught Viis mid-motion, prompting him to silently fix her up a drink. Before she knew it, an ice cold cola awaited on a coaster in front of her. Thel eyed her drink, wishing he could join her for another round. "Me, eh?" he began, his tone primed for a quip. "Well, for starters, I eat Bula berries off my knees."

IC: Thel "Actually, an old friend of mine knows a lot about knife throwing," Thel replied, suddenly filled with memory. "He can nail someone in the eye from across the room and make it look like child's play." He smiled, followed by a muffled, one-note chuckle. It had been a while now since he'd crossed paths with him. Crazy fool. "No idea where he is though," he continued, going back to eating. "Guy could never sit in one place for long. Even if I tracked him down, I doubt he'd bother teaching you; wouldn't be his thing. You'd have better luck posting a few notices around town."

IC: Thel "You're in for a rough time then. Might want to consider getting one or else you won't learn much on your own." Just as he finished his sentence, the waiter came back with another steaming hot plate of curry. "Food's here," he said, putting it down and leaving right after as usual.

IC: Thel "Yeah, you just have to keep your chin up." Even if the idea is ridiculous. Thel took a sip of his drink this time. "You got a mentor?"

IC: Thel It was a good thing she couldn't read his mind. The skepticism of his thoughts bordered the edge of derogatory criticism. "Interesting. You make any progress so far?"

IC: Thel "Right away," the waiter confirmed, writing down Viis' order before hanging up the chit by the kitchen window. As for Thel, he continued to slowly dig away at his food. It was delicious, probably the best meal he had in a while. He made a mental note to come back next time he had money in his pocket. "Tell me, what exactly is Unseen Fighting? Does it involve martial arts or something?"

Gonna roll with Ehks here. Auktam for DH, Valendale for Makuta.

IC: Thel "But important enough to get 'em tattooed," was Thel's pointed remark. He opened his mouth to say something else when a server suddenly interrupted him, sliding his curry onto the counter and disappearing shortly after. The smell made his mouth water, and for a moment he almost forgot about their conversation. "Anyways, I don't know where to get an Arthron, sorry," he said, taking a mouthful. "Though if I find one, you'll be the first to know."

IC: Rungui "Take it, Dal. You need it more than I do." A genuine smile flickered across the doctor's face, then the moment passed. A wry grin followed in its wake. "Besides, that thing's cursed. Brought me nothing but misery and misfortune."