Actions & Consequences XI
| Location: Log_Location::Londinium | IC Date: Log_IC_Date::2541/07/06 | OOC Date: Log_OOC_Date::2017/09/17 |
| Characters: Has Characters in Scene::Faoite McGuire, Has Characters in Scene::Kyoshiro, Has Characters in Scene::Willow Merryweather | ||
| Summary: Log_Short_Summary::Another visit from Willow | ||
McGuire sits in the room in a comfy chair. The expression is reserved. The not knowing is starting to get to him in a way. He's taken to tapping his foot. The lit than untouched cigarette burns between his left hands index and middle fingers just below the second knuckle. The ash is getting long. <English>
Kyoshiro is sitting on the other side of the room, absently looking out the window. It's nice weather out there. It was always nice weather on the core. Just the right ammount of rain for crops but nothing too disasterous. He glances over to Fao, then looks back to the window taking a few long drags from his cigar. The room is filled with the smell of tobacco and the haze of such... as if they hadn't stopped seince they got here which was a likely story. <English>
McGuire notices the movement of his friend and pulls a breath. The ash bends slightly and he leans forward to move the cigarette to the ashtray. Snuffing it out, he rises and walks to the window and opens it. Standing at the openning facing outward, he says in that even tone, "We're going to get out of this, aren't we Mibu." It's hard to tell if he really believes it because of his blasted even tone. His head turns to look at Kyo. He turns and walks to the kitchenette. <English>
"If I didn't think we had enough fall back positions and a way out. I'd be acting more like you right now and I wouldn't be swinging my dick around like I have been." Kyoshiro says to FAo. <English>
McGuire chuckles, "That you have." He stands in front of the provided coffee pot and pours a mug. "I'm guilty Mibu. I've told you I was and why. Guilty as sin." He raises the mug up and takes a sip. "Core coffee is so good." Taking another sip. <English>
"You're guilty to them..." Kyoshiro says, "This nonsense about laws and loyalty is just to make them feel better. Cal's all but exonerated you. If they give you more than a couple years on 088 or some sort of house arrest or community service... I'd be surprised. At even if they just decide to kill you, that's not something I'll be accepting." <English>
McGuire chuckles harder, "You and me both." He turns to his chair and goes to take a seat. "They did let it out that I have already been found guilty. Yet here I sit, in a secret location to avoid the outrage around us from what I've done, in the lap of luxury." He takes another sip of Core coffee. <English>
"All we can do is wait." Kyoshiro says, "Either we walk away from this with more to gain than loose. Either way. We become martyrs for Freedom." <English>
McGuire sits and leans back, "Waiting it is. All this speculation is tiring and I'm too old to be glavanting around the 'verse avoiding capture from the mighty evil empire." He takes a sip of his coffee again. <English>
"Well... you miht have no choice in the matter depending on what they want to do with you..." Kyoshiro says to Fao. <English> McGuire smirkes, "Killing is right out. They try to kill me, I'll kill em right back. Thing is, if it's prison, there are those that will try to free me from the place, putting themselves on the wanted list." He sighs and takes another sip. <English>
Kyoshiro shrugs, "THat's their problem because I know you won't go with them, especially if it's a limited sentance. That would just be a waste of resources..." <English>
McGuire tosses a hand into the air, "I could be sentenced to my planet to keep me out of sight. Who know. Just have to wait." <English>
Kyoshiro nods, "Yes... we must not jump the gun. We'll no what to do when the time comes." <English>
McGuire chuckles, "Why does fight or flight come to mind." With that, he laughs and pulls his pouch to roll another cigarette. <English>
Kyoshiro shrugs, "Sometimes a more primitive feeling is the right choice." <English>
McGuire licks the fag closed and lits it, putting his pouch back. He says, "I just hope they are not that stupid. None of the courthouse guards had lethal weapons on them, and those stupid helmets make it so easy to crack their necks, which I want to do with those two judges. The Senator is the only one with a heart, so she gets to live." He shakes his head and pulls a drag, "We best not talk about this." He chuckles, "They have have bugs." <English>
"Course they have bugs. But any here have been malfunctioning for a long while. And interestingly enough, no one knows why," comments a familiar voice from near the window. Willow, it would seem, has come to visit again. Though she's sitting on the windowledge at the moment, one foot dangling outside and one on the ledge itself. <English>
McGuire laughs as she enters. "Twenty three stories up and she uses the window." He laughs some more. <English>
"She always uses the window. I'm thinking of changing her name to Clarissa." Kyoshiro says. "I had her take care of the bugs in a discrete manor. We can talk freely here." <English>
Willow laughs lightly, then lifts a hand to lightly draw her fingers through those ringlets of hers. "Of course I use the window. How else to come and go without being seen?" she comments, sounding amused. She raises an eyebrow, looking over to Kyoshiro. "Why Clarissa?" she asks. "I've been taking care of the bugs in each room that you two have been taken to." <English>
McGuire says, "Great, then my admiting I'm guilty as sin wasn't heard. I was the one who risked a meeting with Rodney on Haven to fly the Niao over to Deadwood and show him the Temprence and told him about the festivities. If I hadn't done that, the planet would of only cecceded, or tried to. But the taking of the Temprence put this Treason status on my head instead. Figures, Rodney would have the last hit below the belt." <English>
Kyoshiro stares at Fao, "Didn't I tell you /never/ to fucking mention that meeting again..." He dosn't look happy that it was mentioned. Then looks to Willow, "Some girl from an old show that used to climb through her friends windows. Her name was Clarissa." <English>
"So... has that been pointed out? That it was this Rodney fellows idea to do whatever it is that happened to the Temperance?" Willow asks, a flicker of curiosity coming to her voice. "It's not like I'm going to tell anyone, now is it?" she points out, quirking a smile. Then she chuckles before giving a nod. "Well, chances are, if you called me Clarissa, I'd answer to it. I have a few different names I answer to, which likely doesn't surprise you lot." <English>
Kyo looks to Willow, "It's been pointed out multiple times. Several in fact." <English>
McGuire nods, "Several." He laughs and looks to Willow, "You know we trust you, which is why I'm being so open." He takes his coffee and finishes it. Rising up, he moves back to the coffee pot. Pouring a cup, he takes a drag from his cig and walks his fresh cup back to the window. "All I know is the sentence will fit the crime, and as long as I'm not associated with the accual taking or murders of the crew, it shouldn't be very sevear." <English>
"I suppose no one can find this Rodney fellow to be able to bring him in to answer for the things he did," Willow comments, wrinkling her nose a touch. "If I could find him, I'd shoot him in the ass," she adds, giving a nod. She lifts a hand to give a slight gesture. "Of course I know you lot trust me. If you didn't, I reckon you'd have tried doing me in long before now," she points out. <English>
"He went into hiding after I pulled any support of him and that movement from under them. I checked them out, found everyone by Cal was a pompus comunist puke just wanting to cause violene and chaos..." Kyoshiro says with a grumble. "I did enough of that thirty years ago. I don't need to be doing it now. I ant got the damn time for autistic commies." <English>
McGuire smiles, "You have tried to kill us, we wont try to kill you. It's the way it works." He sips his coffee and looks to Kyo, "We'll know tomorrow what our lives are tomorrow." <English>
And just as simply as she had arrived, she's that easily gone! Back out the window and into the night beyond. <English> McGuire just chuckles. <English>
Kyoshiro blinks as Willow is suddenly gone, "She must have gotten called away..." He says softly. <English>
McGuire says, "Glad she's on our side. I didn't get a chance to ask how Lines is doing." <English>
Kyoshiro looks over to Fao, "SHe has some other people under her and Abernathy. As for Zank, I havn't heard anything either. So I don't know." <English>
McGuire nods, "Well, he's got the hots for her, so I thought she might now. I'll remember to ask next time she comes in." <English>
Kyoshiro looks over to Fao, "Hey... I could have her too if I was more of a scumbag. Just you remember that old man." <English>
McGuire looks at Kyo, as if questioning that statement. "You?" He tilts his head to the side, "A scumbag?" <English>
"I was a horn dog in my formative years," Kyoshiro says looking to Fao, "How do you think I got Anala... her mother was a whore on Dyton." <English>
McGuire nods, "That's what you told me." He pulls a drag from his cigarette and raises his coffee to his lips, "I should have been with Octavia all through my military career, but she wiped my memory of her from my mind so she could have our baby and give it away. Now that's something you just can't make up." He takes the sip. <English>
Kyoshiro nods slowly, "Well you have her now. Even if you can't marry her or what have you. I know Danee... got worse instead of better. I tried to help her rein in her powers but... I failed." He looks back out over to the window. "You still havn't told Emily huh?" <English>
McGuire shrugs, "I think, because of the monks at the monistary, she knows. Can't be sure and I'll talk it over with Octavia before I do anything stupid." <English>
Kyoshiro remains silent. That whole choice wasn't up to him. He simply sits there and smoke his cigar. <English>
