Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in Forging the Future

Posted by Civilian Jezem (Upstanding Citizen) in Forging the Future

Posted by Civilian Eryn Romanov (Colonial Intelligence Agent) in Forging the Future

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At 0700 sharp, they arrived where Eryn had requested he meet with her.

~ Thyr

Eryn was leaned against a wall of a building, one leg bent with her foot flat to the wall. She was wearing leathereque pants, that carried far too many weapons, a short sleeved t-shirt that met the waist band but gave a hint of scarring beneath, and a utility belt hung low on her hips. Her white blonde hair was spikey from dampness, but drying in the brisk breeze. She spotted them the moment they arrived. Didn’t know anything about Jezem? HA! She of course had known Jezem and his husband had arrived on Oed, and there was no way Jezem didn’t know about ‘Thyr.’ Well this was going to be interesting. She supposed Jezem was going to give her a good warning, interrogation session and what not. She smirked.

Romanov

Jezem approached Eryn, dressed in his typical orion attire and no less armed. His weapons just happened to double as glittering, golden jewelry. ‘I hate that smirk’, Jezem thought, and let his irritation flash across his eyes. “It’s been a while, Eryn,” He said in a easy, lilting tone that didn’t match the coldness of his eyes. He won’t waste time posturing. She knew what he was capable of.

Jezem

Jezem of course wasn’t the only one armed past the teeth, and he of course also knew what she was capable of. Eryn wasn’t the least bit worried about it and her smirk turned into a grin. “Jezem, how unsurprising zo find you here.”

Shivan wore the expensive work clothes Jezem had purchased. He followed behind Jezem the same way he used to on Pavlajia: like the backup muscle. Except this time he was a pathetic nobody, and Jezem was… protecting him? What world were they in again? “0700. I came, as promised.” He commented. He shot Jezem a look as he added, “Somebody decided I’m too stupid to live. Or make deals for myself.” Not that he didn’t appreciate Jezem, but he did feel like it made him look even more pathetic than he already was.

~ Thyr

Eryn lifted a shoulder. Really she’d given Shivan more than enough money, and the excess Jezem had spent would be wasted and damaged in the work she was offering Shivan. That was between them though. “And as promised I have a job for you. A reputable, legal one. Shall we? Your guard dog can come along to ensure I don’t zhreaten you if he likes.” She waved behind her at the boarded up store front and then walked over to the door, pressed her palm to the control and the door swung out with a soft shnick of the lock.

She entered before them, the area dark, “Zhis is zhe store front, design it as you see fit.” She moved toward the back, “Vatch your step, I’ll get the lights.” She moved toward the back and flipped the lights. The space was empty except for some empty display tables and built in shelves and lots of boxes. The area was marked from the back by a sturdy solid counter. “zhis vay.”

Moving past the counter into the back was a HUGE workshop. A blacksmith’s workshop. The whole back wall opened for fresh air and there was a chimney leading up and out from the forge through the ceiling. More boxes containing tools and materials were scattered around. “I remember you enjoy making veapons as vell as using zhem. If memory serves,” and of course it did, “you vere quite good. Zhere is a fully furnished apartment above zhe shop. Not as nice as zhe mansion Jezem lives in, but comfortable.”

Eryn