Rude (
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genessia2016-08-09 03:57 pm
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01. Finding the lay of the land [Action]
A. Call this a bar? [Jack's Bar & Karaoke, Genessia City]
[Rude might not know where he is or what's going on beyond what the hologram had told him but if this is like any city in the world he knows, he has a fair idea of where he might go to find out. His funds might be strictly limited until he can adjust well enough to determine where he wants to seek employment, but he has ways around that, too.
Which is what initially draws him to Jack's Bar. Clue's in the name, seems like a sure bet...except for the part where Karaoke is in the title too. Not really his scene, and probably not quiet enough for his needs, and yet he isn't quite moving from the spot he's found himself fixed to. After all, this might be the only place around here he can find a decent drink and while he has to do what he has to do, the temptation to bury all the uncertainty he's not showing or really admitting to under just one drink is pretty high.
His indecision wouldn't normally be an issue. Except he's parked himself in front of the door, and he's a little too big for most people to squeeze past, too. Even for those inclined to try, he radiates a natural bodyguard aura that suggests he might react to people in his space before he thinks about why they're there.]
B. Next best thing [Library, Genessia City]
[Once he's past the bar quandary, Rude decides that if he can't sit and lurk and drink in knowledge from other people, he'll follow his map to a place where he can sit and lurk and drink in knowledge from books instead. It means edited versions of what he really wants to know but it's the best start he has.
He takes his time in perusing the shelves, seeking out more factual sections - history seems to be his main aim, but he can't help but grab other topics of interest. He's not really paying much attention to the people around him but if he does happen to notice someone close enough who's struggling to reach something, he might take it on himself to silently pass them what they were stretching for without pausing in his own intentions even for long enough to suggest he expects to be thanked. Losing the distraction is thanks enough to him.
Soon enough, he has a decent stack of books to start on and has found a corner to settle into, away from most distractions but still close enough to others that he might glean potentially interesting snippets even here. He's taking his time in leafing through each volume, though he doesn't seem to be focusing on any one in particular yet. Instead, he's starting to form two piles based on actual usefulness of the book in question before he starts to read anything in earnest.
Throughout, the shades he wears stay put. Somehow, that doesn't seem to be slowing him down any.]
C. Wildcard [Genessia City]
[Neither of these work? Feel free to bump into him somewhere else. He'll be keeping his focus on Genessia City for now, but he'll be poking about as much as he can manage and just finding his bearings.]
[Rude might not know where he is or what's going on beyond what the hologram had told him but if this is like any city in the world he knows, he has a fair idea of where he might go to find out. His funds might be strictly limited until he can adjust well enough to determine where he wants to seek employment, but he has ways around that, too.
Which is what initially draws him to Jack's Bar. Clue's in the name, seems like a sure bet...except for the part where Karaoke is in the title too. Not really his scene, and probably not quiet enough for his needs, and yet he isn't quite moving from the spot he's found himself fixed to. After all, this might be the only place around here he can find a decent drink and while he has to do what he has to do, the temptation to bury all the uncertainty he's not showing or really admitting to under just one drink is pretty high.
His indecision wouldn't normally be an issue. Except he's parked himself in front of the door, and he's a little too big for most people to squeeze past, too. Even for those inclined to try, he radiates a natural bodyguard aura that suggests he might react to people in his space before he thinks about why they're there.]
B. Next best thing [Library, Genessia City]
[Once he's past the bar quandary, Rude decides that if he can't sit and lurk and drink in knowledge from other people, he'll follow his map to a place where he can sit and lurk and drink in knowledge from books instead. It means edited versions of what he really wants to know but it's the best start he has.
He takes his time in perusing the shelves, seeking out more factual sections - history seems to be his main aim, but he can't help but grab other topics of interest. He's not really paying much attention to the people around him but if he does happen to notice someone close enough who's struggling to reach something, he might take it on himself to silently pass them what they were stretching for without pausing in his own intentions even for long enough to suggest he expects to be thanked. Losing the distraction is thanks enough to him.
Soon enough, he has a decent stack of books to start on and has found a corner to settle into, away from most distractions but still close enough to others that he might glean potentially interesting snippets even here. He's taking his time in leafing through each volume, though he doesn't seem to be focusing on any one in particular yet. Instead, he's starting to form two piles based on actual usefulness of the book in question before he starts to read anything in earnest.
Throughout, the shades he wears stay put. Somehow, that doesn't seem to be slowing him down any.]
C. Wildcard [Genessia City]
[Neither of these work? Feel free to bump into him somewhere else. He'll be keeping his focus on Genessia City for now, but he'll be poking about as much as he can manage and just finding his bearings.]

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Not that she's ever not on her guard around people she doesn't know, given she's moving over to him and her posture very clearly indicating she'll fight back if he wants to cause some sort of problem. One hand moves to push some hair behind her left ear, other than that seeming particularly calm given the situation.]
Thought I might offer a bit of help, that's all. Nothing to do today as the students are working with Krillin and none of them are at the level to train with me yet. [She motions back towards the dojo.]
It's hard to get your bearings in a new city, after all. Or, well, for humans. [She's letting that lie there for a moment, figuring that he's probably organic given what she can tell of him.]
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Or whatever it is driving her. Curiosity still stands for him, more so in light of her last remark and that helps to colour certain other comments she's made. Of course, curiosity isn't quite enough to shake his disapproval at the notion that he might not be able to handle himself even if that's not what she means to insinuate.]
I'll manage. Not as hard as you're making out.
[He's used to cities, after all, even if on the surface this one is very different to the one he grew up in. He doesn't know this place as intimately yet but give him time and he'll know the routes that matter, and several that only matter in an emergency.
That's also as close as he'll come to mentioning that he's not lost so much as he is exploring, which is a distinct thing as far as he's concerned.]
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Though she's keeping her comments relatively brief, pointedly unpainted nails tapping against the denim of her skirt. Something she's fallen back into since she'd arrived in this place, even if she has far more options in this place.]
You sure about that? There's a ton of strong people in these cities. [She muses softly, though leaving it unsaid that she'd rather like to see if he actually can manage himself when people like Frieza are running around. And maybe goading him just a little bit to be interested in testing that theory.]
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Besides. After so many years of dealing with Reno, his reserves of patience are pretty tough to empty.
So he'll acknowledge her comment from a different angle, polite enough without giving too much away.]
Then I'll be careful.
[He always is, but it's as much as he cares to give away right now.]