Taning is fresh into the first few hours of shore leave, and he is already feeling antsy about being on Earth again. There is something to space travel, something that makes one long to hurtle themselves ever forward, that being on terra firma just does not provide.
It doesn't help, of course, that all of his old blademates are off doing their own thing. He could go home to the wife, but... a cursory glance off into the distance confirms that, yep, she's off bashing some poor idiots' heads in in the name of the Vigil.
Aggrieved, and definitely quite bored, he heads off into the mess hall, because he has never stopped being a stress eater, despite his newfound stature and responsibilities. There he spies a rather young lady attacking a plateful of something that looks like bacon in the middle of looking around (he quickly checks her temporal signature; yep, it's her first time here). Because the rest of the mess hall seems rather packed, he'll decide to ask to sit with her for now.
Taning remembers to deactivate his cybernetic exoskeleton before talking to her, mentally kicking himself for not doing it earlier. As such, the plates of armor aren't quite done digitally deconstructing when he speaks up.
"Hi, mind if I sit with you? The rest of the hall is full, so..."
(Espie would note that Taning is a young-ish middle-aged man, in a gray coat with the rapidly fading, vaguely digital outline of an insectile armor underneath it. He is also carrying two katana.)
Drop Off!
It doesn't help, of course, that all of his old blademates are off doing their own thing. He could go home to the wife, but... a cursory glance off into the distance confirms that, yep, she's off bashing some poor idiots' heads in in the name of the Vigil.
Aggrieved, and definitely quite bored, he heads off into the mess hall, because he has never stopped being a stress eater, despite his newfound stature and responsibilities. There he spies a rather young lady attacking a plateful of something that looks like bacon in the middle of looking around (he quickly checks her temporal signature; yep, it's her first time here). Because the rest of the mess hall seems rather packed, he'll decide to ask to sit with her for now.
Taning remembers to deactivate his cybernetic exoskeleton before talking to her, mentally kicking himself for not doing it earlier. As such, the plates of armor aren't quite done digitally deconstructing when he speaks up.
"Hi, mind if I sit with you? The rest of the hall is full, so..."
(Espie would note that Taning is a young-ish middle-aged man, in a gray coat with the rapidly fading, vaguely digital outline of an insectile armor underneath it. He is also carrying two katana.)