It's a Victory, if not a party (Day 6, EN)

[Felicity]

"Yea. At least, not with this Company. It feels surreal after the fighting we've been through." She shifts about for comfort. "Maybe it feels too formal, si?"

[Snorri Tycho]

"Well, we've done the polite thing and dropped by. Want to get out of here?" Snorri points a thumb to the exit

[Felicity]

Only pausing to think about it for a few moments she gives a nod. "Sorry, yea. I'm just not in the right... frame of mind." Felicity admits as she hops off the crate.

[Snorri Tycho]

"Want to go anywhere in particular?" Snorri askes, heading out in front. "I mean, I can think of a few places to be alone, but imagine the whispers an gossip."

The tone is light and playful, as if Snorri doesn't expect it to be a serious offer. "Or maybe we can get some music going. That might seem less formal"

[Felicity]

She reaches up to pat his back. "I think I'm just going to unwind in my room. You're welcome to re-join the party, but thank you for the escort."

[Snorri Tycho]

"Fair enough" Snorri smiles back. "I'll happily be your escort then" He grins at the slight entendre

[Felicity]

"Good. Tell me how you found the Thorn." Felicity requests as they head toward the hangar...

/ Exit

[Snorri Tycho]

"Well, it's a whole lot slower, but it seems like those missiles are magic bee-bee's. I hit the Panther with one barrage and BOOM!!!" Snorri pantomimes a large explosion, walking along with his partner.

[Dorgan Bruun]

Maja shrugs, seemingly unperturbed
"He was a bastard, his comrades were bastards. So long as he dies I am not fussed. The only good ronin I ever saw were dead."

Bruun gives the woman a serious look, seeing something he hadn't really noticed before. He takes a step closer and asks a little quieter, "History there?" His look is curious but not pushy, inviting her to brush off the question if she wants.

[Maja Eklund]

Bruun gives the woman a serious look, seeing something he hadn't really noticed before. He takes a step closer and asks a little quieter, "History there?" His look is curious but not pushy, inviting her to brush off the question if she wants.

"Ja, the ronin..."
Maja shakes her drink slightly
"They are bad people. They go to a house, kill the husband, take the wife, enslave the children. Why? Because many years ago somebody they never knew conquered the neighbourhood, and now that person is leaving. But the ronin stays and he kills and he hurts until someone finds and kills him back."