TRAVEL ♔ home again

[telekinection]

♬ Take Me To the Riot - Stars

WHO || Koraith, Fred Jr., Tia, Vanille, Andie, Riddick [Closed]
WHAT || The Flight back from Slovechnia
WHERE || ON AN AEROPLANE
WHEN || Saturday, March 31st [Backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

[After about five weeks spent in Slovechnia, aiding refugees in escaping and helping to quell riots wherever they can, the Knights are finally returning to the castle!  This log is for any in-flight interactions on the Knights' private plane ride back from the mission site.  Feel free to make your own threads, etc. The flight time is approx four hours.

Please continue to backlog the meeting with Valentin \o\   However, your characters are now free to participate in castle logs until they are shipped out again.  :3]

Comments

[notafraidofthedark]

It isn't so much about the lack of sociability on my part, more like the fact that where I come from, I'm and escaped, convicted murderer. I don't know how many of those you got running around, but I'm not sure how many other unsociable's got that on their resume.

[He hadn't turned to see Fred's reaction until the last words were out. He looks back to Fred then, pulling his goggles up and off so his eyes catch and reflect in the light.]

To be honest it felt good being there, doing what I could. I've never been the kinda guy to do shit like this before. Sure as hell helps that it was something I'm good at. [Not smug at all, uh uh.]

[nepotism]

[Fred holds his gaze, not intimidated in the least by the claim.]

Wynn doesn't care who you used to be. And the truth is? The rest of us don't either.

We care about who you want to be.

[notafraidofthedark]

[He holds his gaze a few seconds more, seeming to weigh Fred's words carefully. "Who you want to be." What a question to give a man like Riddick.

What he wanted to be was alive. His entire life was based on that one fact alone. Survival was the only thought that had driven him to do any of the things he had done so far. Making it to another day, another dawn no matter what planet or solar system he was in, his instinct was to save his own life. Not others.

Yet, helping in Slovechnia. Saving the slaves, fighting for those who couldn't fight for themselves had been...

He'd never had anyone to stand up for him when he couldn't fight for himself, so early on he had to learn that to save his life he would have to take the lives of others. Maybe this was his chance at atonement for the things he had done. Not that he'd asked for atonement, but here it was. If he was right.

If he took that chance.]

How interesting. [And yes, for all that inner dialogue, that is all Fred gets in response. Though Riddick does look at him again, almost seeming to ask a silent question.]

[nepotism]

I'm gonna put this out there:

You did well enough that if you were any other guy, I'd recommend you right off the bat when we got back.

But I'm not gonna do it unless you tell me to.

[notafraidofthedark]

[He looks out the window once more, allowing himself another moment to think. He had to make a choice, but really what other choice did someone like him have? And would he even have wanted another?

Truth be told he was tired of how he'd lived his life so far. Tired of the running, tired of the violence, tired of never having a safe place to rest his head and not knowing whether he'd have enough food in his belly.

He looks back to Fred, his face set in serious lines.]

A recommendation might be kinda nice. I'd appreciate it.

[nepotism]

[ That's what he thought. B) ]

We'd have to decide on where you're headed though. Big guy like you could fit right into my sect.

[lightblindbadass]

Yeah, I probably could. I dunno where else I could really fit in. I sure as hell don't use magic or shit.

I aminterested in the tech you guys have. Could I work with both Sections, Hide and Hoarde?

[nepotistic]

You'd have to pledge yourself to one, but nobody really sticks to just doing one thing and one thing alone. [A pause] Ok, maybe some of the old guys who get set in their ways do. Either way, you're free to work with the gadget department when you want, you'll just be classified as a combat guy when it comes to distributing people for missions.

[lightblindbadass]

Sounds good to me. [He reaches out a hand, giving Fred's a hearty shake.] So, we still on for that sparring match when we get back?

[nepotism]

[Fred clasps his hand tightly] Lookin' forward to it.

[lightblindbadass]

Same here. [Manly hand-shake and nod following. Riddick is the manliest of the men, all words are conveyed in a hand-shake and a nod apparently. Gruff gruff gruff.]