Hair of The Dog
Zank is sitting in a lawn chair just off the Jia's ramp. This is an odd sight for some who pass by dock workers and security alike. It's not the sitting it's the small pile of wood shaveings that sit infront of the chair as Zank widdels away at a block of wood. The strange glances and looks don't seem to bother him. Though apparently some folks here were keeping track of the trial and notice the Jia or maybe rumors spread cause some folks seem to know the ship or atleast the people it's carrying. <English>
Kyoshiro in his hoode form is literally stumbling into the space port. He staggers left, then right, before regaining some sort of balance. One of the people distracted by Zank bumps right into him. Kyo is a large man, and the distracted one is rather scrawny and core world in build. Not muc muscle retention going on with these people. So he's thrown onto his but. Kyo pulls down his hood to reveal himself in all is one eyed crimson eyepatched glory. "Aye... little fellah... you okay?" The man seems terrifie after a moment and nods, "I'm alright mister..." Kyoshiro grins and pats him on the head like a dog. "Thata'boy." It's clear his speech is loose and he's sluring his words. If not for that cut on his bottom lip, likely from some sort of tussle. Kyo continues on past the man, pulling out a bottle of rum or whiskey and taking a swig. <English>
McGuire steps out of the Jia, long white hair matted on one side, in a bath robe loosely tied in front of him. He rubs his eye's squinting at the cities glow of light, even in the day, and grunts. His unshaven face grimmicing from the smell of it all. The man knocked down by Kyo suddenly looks even more horrified at the sight of Fao at the top of the ramp and Kyo might hear the man exclaim, "The Butcher" gasp from the guy. Fao notices Zank, tilting his head till he realizes he is whittling and says in his hangover haze, "I musta fell asleep. Don't remember undressing. I hope I didn't do anything bad last night." He squints to look around, "Still on Osiris I see." His head pounds the bass drum of some twenty first century heavy metal band in his head and clears his raw throat, forgetting to get coffee. A cigarette doesn't even sound good at this point. <English>
Even operatives need to get some fresh air every now and again. Though today's bout of doing so was not entirely purposeless. She followed Kyoshiro for a while. Observing and keeping out of his line of sight and awareness. Because that's what space ninjas do. And as she returns? She's carrying two cardboard trays with four tall thick paper cups and plastic lids, all of them branded from an exquisite coffee house. And she returns towards the ship almost like some prowling feline returning from a successful hunt. Willow is wearing her katanas, though they are peace-tied to reassure the locals that she's not about to kill them all willy-nilly in a bloody display of violence. Because that's also what space ninjas can do. And once back to the ship, she extends the trays. And eyes the menfolk meaningfully. "Coffee. Straight black have B's on the lids. Milk have M's. If you want sugar, there's packets," she states. And it is not a question of 'if you want it' -- it's more a 'you are hungover and will drink it or else'. <English>
Zank spots Kyo as he stumbles into the landing area. He stands shakeing his head and slipping his knife away. He spots Willow and chuckles. He shoulda guessed. Though he is close enough to the man that spots Fao and hears what he calls him. He rolls his eyes "Yeap that's the Butcher, I'm the Gorram baker and that guy there" he points to the Kyo "That's the candel stick maker...the whole set what do ya know...ya can tell ya wife ya saw some of the folks on the news now get away from my ship if ya would" he says and turns to make sure Kyo gets back to the ship. <English>
Except Kyo isn't hung over. He's still very much drunk and if Willow followed him she'd know that. He gives a glossy eyes glance to the coffee and smiles wirily. "Oh... you know I don't drink coffee..." He reaches for one anyways, "But I suppose you ant askin' and I don't want to upset the women folk around here. Really. Some guy punched me in a bar for arguing politics... And then I turned him into a human pretzel. Paid for his drinks though. I'm not entirely cold hearted." He takes off the lips of the coffee, dumps some out then pours his whiskey into it before replacing the lid and drinking. "Ah... an Irish breakfast. Vanessa would appreciate that I think." <English>
McGuire stretches his neck, trying to get blood to his brain, but the grimace doesn't leave his face. He looks at Willow through slits and takes the offered coffee. B, his brand. "Thank you Willow." Remembering he upset Willow last night. "Sorry about pissing you off. Zank and I always talk about gusa like that, you know, freedom and the like." He hears Zank and the whole reality of it all rushes his mind. He will ever be known as the Butcher, although he snickers at the kids story characters for this lot. The act of laughing hurts and he takes the lid off the coffee and drinks a large gulp. Hot, but he doesn't care. He notices Kyo and it hits him as the coffee begins to do it's job, that Kyo gave up drinking some time back. Worry fills his brow, "You use to not drink either." He says painfully to Kyo. He takes another gulp from the coffee. Change the subject runs through his mind, "What are you making Lines?" <English>
The redheaded woman glances to Zank, watching him a moment. She waits whilst those who wish coffee take it, and she gives a nod to Fao. "You're welcome. And it's fine, I should not have reacted as I did," she says softly. Then she carefully places the coffee trays onto the ramp of the Jia before straightening. And she folds her arms in front of her, looking to Kyoshiro. "No. I don't think she would," Willow says, tilting her head faintly to one side. "I think she would be disappointed," she adds, speaking each word clearly so there can be no mistake of what she says. <English>
Zank looks at Fao "Toy for Madeline" he says looking over to Kyo. he shakes his head slightly. Keeping his mouth shut <English>
Kyo looks to Fao, "Yeah... just figuring that out now after wanting to drink from my bottle. Outstanding roll modle you are, Butcher..." There's a bit of a sting to his words though not overly too much venom as if maybe he was trying to stop himself for laying into the older man but couldn't hold it back. He glances to Willow, taking another sip from his coffee, "Eh... she'd do the same thing in my position. She's gone. What am I supposed to do about it? Nothing. I'm stuck here looking after this gorram conspiracy and I've had no leads on who the fuck took her. The only way to stop me from commiting mass murder right now in order to gather the information I need..." He holds up the bottle. "Is this... so please tell me why this is such a bad thing?" He looks to Zank, "Oh... you got somethin' to add Mr. PTSD?" <English>
McGuire says to Willow, "Yes you should of. This lot needs reminding, and often. We are not what we use to be, I am not to say the least. No more running around the 'verse like we own it. I am a public servent now and subject to those demands." He takes another large gulp from the cup and looks to the others. "Legion hardened us in ways none of us saw coming." He sighs, "Now we're detectives in search of killers and who attacked a good woman." He grins slightly and can't help but chuckle, "Didn't see that one coming." He finishes the coffee, the cup gets crushed in his hand. He looks to Kyo and sighs hard. "Didn't see any of this coming." <English>
Zank looks at Kyo and just shakes his head "What do you care you been drunk in some way sense we landed least I confront it and don't hide behind a bottle" he says "any good to no one here commander" the last word is firm and with venom. <English>
"I am not certain that she would. Life, living, surviving... it is a struggle every single day," Willow says, watching him. "And you were sober for how long, before this? Do you think she would want for you to have thrown that all aside just because she was probably kidnapped?" she asks, arching a brow. "Do you think that she would throw away her own sobriety, if the situation were reversed?" she asks, shifting her stance slightly. "Kidnapped, taken, does not mean gone. Gone implies a certain permanency to the scenario which is not present here," she adds, inclining her head towards Kyoshiro. "At this point in time, I find it necessary to remind you that we do not even know if she has, in fact, been taken or kidnapped," she comments. Then she looks over to Fao, arching a brow. "I am not what I used to be, either. We all change. It is a part of life, a part of living," she says softly, her brow furrowing slightly. Then her attention turns back to Kyoshiro, watching him. "You don't have a target. And it eats you up inside that you don't. There is, quite literally, very little that you can do to help her, whatever situation it is that she happens to be in. And that? It hurts more than anything," she adds. Unfolding her arms, she lifts a hand to lightly draw her fingers through her hair. <English>
Kyoshiro raises his brows to Zank. "Alright. I'll go grab my gear and start torturing and killing the entire underworld on this rock looking for answers. Call in a garrison!" He exlaims drunkenly. "We're guna take on the entire criminal unerground..." He pauses turning back to Zank... "OH wait... you are that... Would be very bad for buisness now wouldn't it Mr. Cloak and Dagger. Then again, I also don't understand that overly bloody heart of yours." He shrugs, "We all got our problems now don't we." He looks to Willow. "OH you're very right. That pain it hurts pretty bad. So when you hurt you take drugs to lessen the pain. Doctors do it all the time. Self medicating I am. If you got a clue... I'll sober up. If you don't, well you can let me keep drinking because my sobriety dosn't much matter here right now." <English>
McGuire sighs softly, understanding Kyo's pain. He knows everyone has problems, heart wrenching problems. He turns to the ramp and starts up, taking the other coffee marked B and tossing the lid off the side of the ramp. He'd probably get fined for that and the crushed cup he tossed aside as well. "Going to check the coms. Rojo left the ship saying Nessy was sending her our next destincation. Some one has to be the monitor." His steps heavy. He takes a large drink from the coffee, it's hot again, his head still pounds, but he knows where the asbirn is. "I'll call if I get word." <English>
Zank shakes his head "go ahead burn it down ant got nothin here worth nothing to me here" he says "though what is here might be worth looking into" <English>
"You do realize that she likely wasn't taken by any underworld agents, yes?" Willow suggests, arching an eyebrow slightly. "A kidnapping does not mean it was something engineered by underground machinations," she offers, then gives a slight shake of her head. She rubs one of her palms against her outer thigh, considering. Then she gives a small nod. "Yes. We all have our problems. Even myself. Very well, drink as you see fit. I will see what can be found out," she comments, inclining her head towards him. She isn't sure what else to do, alas. <English>
Kyoshiro wobbles a bit, "Oh... so maye I should just start killin' folk outright around here. That'll really start to turn heads. Really admired Wendy's work ya know..." Maybe he's trying to piss off Zank. He's being a bully that's for sure. Then he turns to willow, not really looking at Zank. "Alright... that souns fine. Though how you know it's not the underground is a bit suspicious..." He narrows his brows, "You two in on this gusa? What the hell ya want?" Yeah he's gone nutty. <English>
Zank bites his lip at Kyo's words and takes a breath. He's trying to keep his cool somewhat. <English>
"And here I thought I was the bloodthirsty one," Willow comments, a bit under her breath. She faintly shakes her head before exhaling a soft sigh. "You're a drunken ass. Especially if you think I would do something like this to you and everyone else. I would not hurt your wife, nor would I kidnap her or take her away from you. This, it is a fight that you -don't- want to pick, Kyoshiro," she says softly, inclining her head slightly towards him. "I didn't say it wasn't, and I didn't say it was. I said it's likely she wasn't. You saw the mobs. YHou would realize that if you weren't drunk," she adds. <English>
"I'm an ass even when I'm not drunk... or so I'm told..." Kyoshiro says to Willow. "Pick a fight with you... and Oprative? No. I'd never. Not in a million years." He shakes his head and looks towards the coffee tossing it. Then he takes the bottle from his coat and hands it to Willow. "Here... I'll stop. Least then if ya'll are involved in some conspiracy then at least I'll be sober enough to kick your ass." <English>
Zank bites his lip and says "Kyo ya know what..." he clenches his fist and can't decide either to punch or shove. He decides the ladder. He turns and very clumsy tries to push Kyo. "Ya wanna fight someone fight me. ya seem annoyed enough at me. ya wanna fight fine." <English>
"Other people might call you one, but I never have," Willow says, inclining her head slightly towards him. Then she tilts her head faintly to one side, studying him closely. And as he offers the bottle to her, she lifts a hand to accept it from him. "Thank you, Kyoshiro. You will not regret it," she says softly, inclining her head towards him. She arches an eyebrow slightly, then gives a slight shake of her head. "You can try to kick my ass if you find me involved in a conspiracy. But I assure you, you'll not find such a thing," she offers, giving a nod to him. As Zank approaches, she arches a brow and turns towards him, then reaches out to grab his shoulder to pull him back from Kyoshiro. Or try to, at least. "Enough. Let him go sleep it off. There will be no fighting tonight," she says. <English>
The funny thing about Zank pushing Kyo is that from anyone spectating it looks like a small child trying to horse around with a adult. Literally as Zank pushes Kyo his upper boddy just kind of sags back then snaps back. He turns an eye towards the man and blinks. "Are you serious?" Then he looks towards Willow and nods slowly. "I guess I'll go do that then..." He turns and starts towards the ramp. <English>
Zank narrows his eyes "hit me Kyo" he says "you'll kick my ass from one end of this spaceport to the other. I ant stupid but you ant been nothin but a bully . Your morning the death of someone that ant dead yet and feeling sorry for your self. So you wanna hit someone hit me. You'll beat me within a inch of my life but I'll be dammed if I let drunk asshole push folks around just cause." he says. He's ready to fight. Only Willows hand on his shoulder gives him pause <English>
"That's right... keep yapping like a little tiney dog... Nipping at the ankles." Kyoshiro says as he stops at the ramp, turning his head over his shoulder. "Gota protect everyone. Gota make sure they're alright. Even if they don't want it or need it. You call me selfish and feeling sorry for myself. Look in the gorram mirror. Maybe this woulda gotten solved quielty last night. But nope, you had to step in to go talk to Willow. HAd to be you. No-one else." He shakes his head, "Nah I ant guna hit you. Maybe I just needed my own little PTSD ridden emo fit to set myself streighht." He keeps walking up the ramp. <English>
Willow's attention turns to Zank at his words, and she shakes her head, giving his shoulder a squeeze. "Enough, Zank. Please. Just let him go," she says, her brow furrowing slightly. Looking to Kyoshiro, she lifts her free hand to point up the ramp, for him to keep going. "Just go and sleep it off. You and I will talk later, when you are sober," she promises. Then she exhales a sigh and mutters under her breath, "Men!" <English>
Zank takes a step forward. "that's what this about? You ignorant cur. The fact that I thought maybe a drinken morning giant might not have anything worth saying! An don't you dare call me selfish. hide by himself that bottle like a coward but don't ever call me selfish. After everything Iv done for you. Stood by you in your crusade to free Paquin, helped you hunt Legion and loose almost a year of my life in one of their cells. I took command of one of YOUR divisions because you asked me too. Iv dedicated the last 10 years of my to keeping everyone on his boat safe!! Yes I care unlike you apparently. already set to burn and empty coffin. I made you a promise that I would see her home. I'll follow through." he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his division insignia and throws them at Kyos back. "But if I'm just a wreck of human being I guess I shouldn't be leading your men if Iv lost your confidence sir" he says. <English>
"I know how little I've done." Kyoshiro says as he nears the top of the ramp. "You're a great leader Zank. I've thought about stepping out and letting you be the Commander after Esther died. Someone had to take up her post. So... someones gota do my job." He shrugs and sighs heading up the ramp and disappears. <English>
"You do know drunk people often say things they don't mean?" she points out, then shakes her head a little bit. She exhales a sigh, lifting a hand to make a reach to attempt to grab his hand before he has a chance to throw the insignia. Because... space ninja. Willow glances briefly towards the ramp and the disappearing Kyoshiro, and then she exhales another sigh. "Death makes openings that no one ever wants to fill," she says quietly, then shakes her head. "You may not be blood, but you are both family to each other," she says softly, her brow furrowing slightly. <English>
Zank watchs Kyo go and he sighs and seems to just collapse sitting down on the ramp looking out at the Spaceport. "Gorramit" he says "I know..this ant a new fight but this is the worse its ever been..." he says "I love the man like my brother but we fight like a married couple sometimes" he says actually grinning a bit. "Im sorry ya had t' see that..." he says "He's right ya know...i do care a bit to much, proably for my own good...maybe some deep down physco babble crap about tryin t' make amends for the wrongs i done in my life. Hell I dont know" he says. He shuts up. <English>
