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In Qualia: Mission Sub Rosa → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
JAMES PORTER
LE BANG KIEU
Collab with @Liotrent


James looked over to his roommate, his face flushed a little bit of red when he was asked whether he had 'fun'.

"I'd say it was... Entertaining." He turned on his heels and walked over to take a seat on the couch across from him. "What about you? Eventful night Mr... Uhm... Sorry if this comes out of the blue, but I don't quite know how to address you. I apologize for my curt ignorance."

"Ah. Bang Kieu would be my given name. Bang is fine too." He smiled. "I understand. I used to find it curious how the West place their family name at the end."

James took off his hat and placed it onto the coffee table. "Well Bang, since we're roommates, tell me about yourself. How did you earn your reputation and end up here?"

The Egoist shrugged. "Lost a quarter of my body weight in an accident. Survived. Some may regard me more of a motivational speaker than a polymath," Bang chuckled. "What about you, Mister Porter?"

"I'm regarded as quite the prodigy with brewing chemical concoctions in my early forays into chemistry. However, these days I'm learning to be parfumier..." James crossed his legs elegantly and gentlemanly as he steepled his fingers, "My current study is focused on the ethical use of formulation within perfumes to affect ones mood. It's akin to drugs, thus, I need a better handle on pharmaceutical studies as well. My encounter with Kalil and his drug vapours tonight makes that fact painfully clear."

Bang blinked.

"Ah. I see! Well... that's all fine with me if you partake in your... pharmaceuticals. I'll just request that you keep those activities to your side of our lodgings. My physical condition is still a little sensitive." He eked out a smile.

"Of course. Chemical experimentation may be... volatile" he was relieved, it seems that Bang wasn't going to be a bothersome roommate, perhaps the type to keep more to himself. James smiled back before continuing the conversation, "... By the way, you mentioned that you've met with an accident. How did that come about Mister Le? Or would you prefer to be called Bang in a more casual manner?"

"Bang is fine with me! I assume we'll be rooming together for a while after all." He found himself unable to force his smile much longer. "It was an Abstraction incident. My brother... bit off more than he could chew."

"Ah..." James clasped his hands together tightly, realizing he'd stepped on a landmine, "... I apologize for bringing back presumably painful memories."

"It's been a long time. It's fine." Ah, this always happened when he was made to talk about it. Bang cleared his throat. "Uh. What about you? You've probably got family missing you too, right?"

James' face betrayed no emotion, his voice was still holding up the façade, but at this very moment he contemplated his life as he did many times before,

"... Yes, they're quite proud of me..." A lie.,

"... They're expecting me to do great things once I'm done here..." I'm expected to be proficient in my job.

"... They say they'll be waiting for me and give me a warm welcome home!" I don't even have a home, not a real one.

James smiled earnestly. There was nothing for him before. There'll be nothing for him after. He has a job to do. He let the statements sink in, before switching the topic, "I'm actually quite interested in some of the people here... There was this woman who Kalil spoke to, do you happen to know her? She seemed quite interesting."

Bang restrained his jealousy, thankful for the topic switching away from family.

"Hmmm. I didn't catch the chance talk with the fellow myself, I only joined that little group once he stepped away. Are you talking about the Russian girl in the nice dress? Or the quiet British one?"

"The British one? She seemed like she'd be from the New World with her appearance." he replied. "Ah! Since we are speaking cordially, would you like me to make some tea or perhaps you're a coffee type of person. I hear coffee is quite good in some places of the Orient."

Coffee at this time of night seemed a little...

"You'd be correct! Well, since you're offering, I wouldn't mind trying the tea they have here. In exchange, I'll treat you to a Vietnamese-style coffee in the morning!"

"I'd love some Vietnamese-style coffee!" Yes, one of James' few real pleasures, Tea and Coffee. He stood up and started brewing up some tea in the nearby kitchen, from there he continued the conversation, "... Who else did you converse with? I've only gotten to know two people throughout. Kalil being one, and another person from the Orient... Hana I believe was her name."

"Like I said, the group earlier. Kiran Agnarrson, the travelling Technologist. Valeriya Zhukova from Russia and..." Bang had to take a moment to remember. "Ah... Nazca, I believe. Aside from them, I also spoke to Ryuuko. That Japanese defector, if you know."

"Japanese defector? Interesting..." There were a lot of colorful characters, "... Did your meetings involve less drugs? Because Kalil wasn't quite discreet that he was higher than the chandeliers... I can still feel some of the lingering effects." James put a hand to his forehead.

"I..." Bang blinked. "Um. I didn't take... drugs."

He coughed politely into his fist.

"I suppose you and Kalil were...?"

"I was a little unwilling..." He brought over the cups of tea and placed them by the coffee table. "I'll be honest, I was using a drug, but it was mostly used to calm people. I had no intention of inhaling it alongside whatever Kalil was using. It was a prototype for a type of perfume I'm developing you see."

Okay, that seemed like a safe conversation thread. "Is there a demand for perfumes that are... relaxing? I assumed their purpose was to just smell pleasant."

"As I've said, purely pharmaceutical. However, I can picture some more wealthy people demanding something... Stronger. I don't condone such a thing." James elegantly sipped his tea. "What about you? Do you have a particular pursuit of study?"

At that Bang coughed again, sipping his tea to hide his embarrassment. "My Egoist studies specialise in regeneration. After, you know, the accident. It's a fairly, ah, archaic focus but it helps me a lot personally."

"Hmm, perhaps we could collaborate. Chemical compositions of the body and such are complicated. I could study them for you, though a biologist or a doctor would be more appropriate." James closed his eyes to ponder this thought, Bang seemed to be a rather pleasant person to converse with. There are only a few who don't absolutely annoy him. He finds that even his handlers are assholes with enough time.

The Egoist raised an amused eyebrow. "Are you trying to get me into your relaxants too?"

James then opened one of his eyes as his lips formed a playful smirk, "Not quite..." he then leaned forward slightly, "... What I offer is a collaboration between you, I, and another student to further our research of the human body. Human chemical composition, more accurate human anatomical models... Imagine the lives our studies would save."

'Accurate' would probably be something he'd disappoint the Brit on. Bang allowed himself a chuckle. "You're certainly not the first person to present this sort of idea to me, Mister Porter. Sounds promising. Ah, who is this other you have in mind?"

"I'm not quite sure yet, but I may suggest Ms. Yun Hana. I witnessed her go towards the infirmary after the lightbulb exploded to check on the wounded. However, it's a tentative suggestion since I'm not quite sure she's a doctor, it's just an assumption after all..." The more people he could connect together, the better his social web will be. He'll eventually get to his target, it was only a matter of when.

"I think that's a great idea!" Bang's smile was genuine this time. "Imagine all the medical knowledge we'd acquire, all the people we could help with our combined knowledge."

When Bang smiled, he felt a feeling in his heart that he had not felt before.

There were people like this who cared about others, who cared about his fellow human beings. And here I am, a killer - is that really what I want to be?

"Then perhaps we should call it a night and see to it tomorrow then?" He stood to shake his hand. "... I think this is the beginning of a fruitful relationship."

... Perhaps this time, I mean that.

Bang nodded, clamping his artificial hand onto James'. "Glad to be working together, roommate."
In Qualia: Mission Sub Rosa → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
LÊ BẰNG KIỀU
Ah. Were they supposed to be expecting more roommates?

Bang peered curiously around his new lodgings, counting the bedrooms and bathrooms with bemusement. The architectural style was somewhat lost on the Vietnamese boy – somewhere in the west Europes, perhaps – and he made an honest effort to appreciate the opulence, really. He… could think of improvements to better suit his condition. Already he could imagine the sunlight distractingly reflecting off the stark floors and shimmering pool, directly into his eyes. The vast floors incrementally adding to the work placed on his limp over the next several months.

With the room staff having already deposited his luggage in a bedroom (he’d have to figure out which one later) Bang flopped gracefully onto a living room sofa, taking in the chilled air with closed eyes.

"It seems we're stuck together for the time being...”

Bang opened one eye to peer at his new roommate. He recognised this one from the dance floor.

"... Introductions are in order I suppose, James Porter. Chemist and Dynamicist, and you are?"

The Egoist returned it with a smile much warmer than the other boy’s.

“Le Bang Kieu, Vietnamese Egoist. I hope we have a good stay, roommate.” He paused. “Did you have fun tonight?”
In Qualia: Mission Sub Rosa → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
BANG | KIRAN | VALERIYA | NAZCA
Collab with @SilverPaw @Psyker Landshark @Click This

He had some apprehension in approaching the table while the Icelandic boy was conversing with others, two girls in fact. Bang tried to not let it deter him, though he couldn't help but take another glance at the Russian girl in the dress.

"Mr Agnarsson?" He placed his free hand on his chest and greeted Kiran with a smile. "My name is Lê Bằng Kiều. It's... truly an honor to meet you here. I'm a fan of your writings."

"Hm?" Kiran looked up from the remains of his cuts of pork and a salad he'd fetched at some point. "Oh, those things? I'm glad to hear it. Also, it's Kiran, please," he smiled at the newcomer. "Why don't you take a seat, join us for a meal? We can talk some more. I'm not usually approached for those travelogues, after all, though they were surprisingly popular...Anyhow, I do know of you by reputation, but I'll be glad to get to know you in person."

While they had been walking to their table, Valeriya blinked as an errant glance up at the flickering lights had her accidentally bump against Kiran. A quick apology later, and they'd found themselves seated with food and...apparently a fan of Agnarsson. Huh. Wasn't that Vietnam's wonder child? How curious. And was he staring at her? Hah. Well, it was nice to feel validated.

"Of course, feel free to have a seat." Valeriya looked up from her plate of assorted East Asian delicacies and smiled at Bang. "I've heard of his travelogues as well, though I've never had the time to get around to reading them. His Formula designs, on the other hand...well. That's rather closer to my own field. Of course, yours aren't quite so unknown to even us over in Europe, though I assume you're rather tired of hearing about such by now."

Bang grinned and took a seat. "I'd hope that you of all people would be familiar, madam. It is Russian technology that allows me to be here today. I'm afraid that's as far as my mechanical expertise extends, however. I hope it's alright that I know you more for your travels than your Formulae, Kiran." He shrugged, looking at the other boy.

Nazca had eaten earlier, but it was for this very reason that she left extra room in her stomach. Yep, she now had another full plate of food in front of her as she sat down-- this time with a sampling of East Asian cuisine, after taking a cue from her Russian counterpart.

She was still miffed that her target had gotten away.

The flickering lights were an oddity. An oddity that didn't concern her. With no reason to make a fuss, she took another bite of her serving of yuxiang shredded pork, bring a smile to her face as she patted her cheek with her free hand.

"Never heard of them. But go ahead," she decided to helpfully add after she finished chewing. Nonetheless, she spared a modicum of decorum to welcome the newcomer to the table, despite not knowing who he was either.

She took another bite.

"Hm, no, I do not care what you know me for, I wouldn't be offended if you had no idea of who I was either. There are so many famous people here, it is difficult to keep track of them all, wouldn't you say?" he asked rhetorically. "And to familiarize the ladies with my writings...There are four volumes, first three are on expeditions to northern Abya Yala, Greenland, and uninhabited parts of Iceland, the fourth is a short series of chapters about the Dark Continent," Kiran explained. Turning to Bằng, he offered, "If you happen to have the copies with you, I can sign them for you."

Having eaten his fill, he stretched on his seat, content. He gathered the empty plates together, and looked around, trying to find out if there was any obviously designated area where to put them. "I'll be just a moment." Thus excusing himself from the table, Kiran left, plates in one hand, suitcase in other. He was shortly intercepted by a waiter, who took the empty plates off him, and wouldn't hear of Kiran carrying them any farther himself. Shrugging the encounter off, he returned to his company. He did privately think that they were looking to spoil them rotten here, though. Though maybe the over-the-top hospitality was there just for the evening.

"Well, then," he sat down, laying the suitcase on the table. "This here is my project. A mobile unit, though minimized. You ought to see it once I have it transformed. I do hope workspace is ample around here...Anyhow, it's a fairly basic model as of yet, but I'm looking to have it adapted for underwater exploration. Submarines are all well and good, but this one should be more suited to what I have in mind...Khm," he coughed, slightly embarrassed as he caught himself just in time before expounding on this subject further - possibly more than his conversation partners would have been interested in.

Besides, as Valeriya's words reminded him, they were sort of rivals, though he personally wasn't as interested in military applications of his creations. Of course, he was aware that his machines had been funded precisely because of their devastating potential. He didn't think he was wrong for not having taken one of those models with him to Bermuda, however. If his investors wanted him developing the MUs for war use, he could always apply his newly-gained knowledge after he returned home from his studying, after all.

Valeriya listened as Kiran went on about his travels, taking the opportunity to eat her dinner. She offered a polite nod as he excused himself, finishing off her plateful of nigiri sushi and red-braised pork belly before he returned.

Once Kiran started talking about his mobile unit models, however, Valeriya listened far more intently. This was what she was even sitting here to learn about, after all.

"No, do go on." She favored Kiran with a slight grin. "If you pique my interest enough, I might reciprocate with something of my own designs. Fair is fair, after all."

"You're interested in underwater exploration, then? I take it that means the design isn't even close to finalized?"

Frankly, Nazca wasn't particularly interested in travel tales, although she politely didn't indicate as much, preferring to just keep to her food like her Russian counterpart while idly listening.

And like her, it was only when he began to talk about actual technology that Nazca's interest was piqued. It wasn't actually a field that was relevant to her, but such information was always welcome-- and she had been having some problems emulating marine life with her own creations.

She didn't vocalize as such, but her attention was now more focused on him as she leaned in closer.

Bang's gaze flitted between the Russian and the Icelandic boy. He couldn't believe his luck! There was a chance to complete the Ministry's task on his first day here and all he had to do was keep the conversation chugging.

"Finalised or not, it'd be interesting to see what features are prioritised for such a journey," he chimed in.

"Ah, I must have forgotten I was in the company of polymaths, it seems," Kiran shook his head fondly. Though actually what he'd put from his mind was the fact that other people could be after his secrets as well. No matter, he could answer vaguely enough without revealing any specifics. "Well, I'd enjoy learning more about your research in exchange, of course, though a 'might' doesn't do much to sway me," he answered Valeriya bluntly.

"But I will say in regards to finalization that there are certain field tests I must perform before I could claim whether it's close to completion or far from it," he added. "As for the features...It's be the usual, pressure resistance, propulsion systems, sensors, and so on. Not all that revolutionary, all things considered," Kiran explained with a shrug. It was true enough that technically there wasn't anything novel to his project in the sense that what he'd be applying to it had existed previously, but he was certainly planning to make advancements with it. But that much was a given.

"You know, I believe there is a certain Egoist whose insight we - or at least I - might benefit from on this matter. A scion of the Zheng family; they are known to adapt their bodies for traversal across and through the oceans. I wonder if some of the concepts they use could be applied to technologism? Truly, inter-major cooperation might be what we should strive for in the future," he rambled, nodding to himself as he patted his suitcase twice. Though at the mention of co-operation, Kiran couldn't help but glance at Bang's torso - exactly one such example of specialists from differing Majors working together, sitting right there at their table. Unfortunately, even if he were an Egoist himself, Kiran had no way of seeing Formulae beyond another's flesh. (That he wasn't a medical expert never entered his consideration at all.)

So that's how it was, then. If Kiran was being truthful that he'd only just begun working on underwater functionality, that was a load off Valeriya's back. Still, he knew damn well she had an obvious interest in a competitor to her field. The Icelandic teen could just be stringing her along with false information. It was what she'd do, after all.

"How interesting. I suppose I did promise to reciprocate. I'd assume at least Kiran here is at least somewhat knowledgeable of my work. If none of you are, it's no worry. Suffice to say, I've been creating powered armor and electromagnetic launchers for military purposes. As to my progress..."

Hmm...how much to reveal? Well, best to go with nothing particularly threatening. Even though she was around civilian teenagers, there was always the risk one would write home to the wrong person.

"The base design is complete, and is seeing limited deployment. I've been tasked with...dumbing it down, suffice to say. I've received complaints that both the armor and the railguns require too much specialized training than can be afforded for conscripts at the moment. Will that satisfy you, Agnarsson?" Valeriya smiled thinly, her expression not quite meeting her eyes.

"Mm-hm!" Kiran nodded happily, pretending there was nothing off at all about Valeriya and her murderous expression. "Adapting inventions in such a way that they can be used by non-polymaths or even those who lack specialized training can be quite the challenge," he agreed blandly.

Nazca continued to eat. She hadn't offered any insight at all into her own black-box creations, but the Icelander and the Russian were gladly offering their own insights on their own technology! Granted, they were being as liberal as one could be when it came to disclosing proprietary technology, but just having the scribbled notes version was nice.

"Ah? Railguns? I see your pursuits are at the cutting edge of modern technology," she decided to comment. "It would be interesting to see how well the technology can be miniaturized," she added.

"It would." Valeriya replied neutrally, dabbing at her mouth with a napkin. Any sort of actual reply to that would be going too far, even if she somewhat liked Nazca personally.

"Mm, I can imagine," Bang nodded, mentally jotting everything down. "Military types sure have it rough, huh. What kind of issues do the regular conscripts have?"

"Mostly, making sure they can handle the speed and strength boosting servos on the armor without hurting themselves or others in the process." Valeriya sighed, setting her fork down as she finished with her food. "It isn't a real issue, at least in my eyes. Nothing that can't be solved with a decent amount of training time. But as much as I hate to say it, the generals do have a point when it comes to the conscripts and not the regulars. But enough about me. What of your projects, Bang?"

The Vietnamese boy looked genuinely surprised at the interest taken in him.

"Ah. Well, I'd hesitate to call it 'my' project but..."

The boy removed the glove from his right hand, revealing an artificial forearm lined with porcelain shells. He removed the largest piece with a soft click, revealing a series of woven steel ropes. As he flexed each finger, their tautness would adjust.

"This is the newest model I've been asked to prototype. It was designed to simulate a naturally occuring muscular structure. My reports on it so far have been... quite favourable." A wry smile crossed his face. "With enough practice, I may even be able to dabble on the piano."

"Ooh, it's your arm as well, not just your ribs," Kiran exclaimed, pleasantly surprised. His hand hovered over the metal structure, though he'd stopped himself just in time before he'd touch it - not that he needed to; a technologist such as himself could clearly see the prosthetic's Formulae. "Fascinating," he murmured. "You yourself must have some knowledge of Technologism to use it, no?" he queried. "Oh, and, I wouldn't know if it is possible with Egoism, but have you considered adjusting your organic body to metal? It might make the integration smoother, but that's just a guess," he said.

Valeriya started to inspect the arm. An artificial arm? While it wasn't too close to her own strength-increasing powered armor, it was still close enough to her field for her to take an interest despite herself.

"Indeed," She nodded in agreement with Kiran, carefully looking over the Formulae. "Very impressive work, especially considering how little Technologism is practiced in the Far East, to my knowledge. Do you know who designed this prototype of yours?"

"Minimal. I had to do some reading but my base knowledge is certainly not enough to create something on your levels." Bang scratched his head sheepishly. "Altering my body in such a way is... a little outside of my wheelhouse, I'm afraid. Keeping myself fleshy is kinda my goal!"

He looked to Valeriya, stifling a chuckle. "Ah, it depends who you ask. I'm sure everyone on that particular committee would be all too eager to claim credit. I believe that the cabling was based on an old Russian design, something about the Antonov Piston. It was traded amongst other things in the research alliance between our nations." Bang allowed himself a little smile. "Hopefully this prosthetic is the first of many successes to result from that."

"Hm, I see," Kiran nodded thoughtfully. "Well, this has been an enlightening conversation, and it would be my pleasure to meet any of you at a later time. As for today, well, it seems the dancing is finally getting somewhere," he waved at the dance floor, where Inti had been dancing not long ago. "I'll be taking a closer look at that, if you don't mind." Kiran didn't wait past any reciprocated farewells, and slipped into the crowd soon after.

Nazca continued to observe and listen, especially when the Vietnamese boy began to show off his arm. As her own art relied on creating life-like simulacrums of animals, getting any sort of inspiration for next-generation clockwork internals was always good. As the third-party to this entire conversation by virtue of her barging into it, though, she mostly kept to herself, only offering a comment here and there before it appeared the conversation was dying down. "It was a pleasure," she agreed, before standing up as well. "I do believe I have somebody to find, though."

"Rather fixated on that boy, aren't you?" Valeriya smirked at Nazca even as she waved Kiran off. "Do I detect something of a crush?"

She turned her attention back to Bang for the moment, nodding at his explanation. "That makes sense. I'm somewhat familiar with the Antonov Piston. But it's good to see our technology has been a boon so far." Valeriya smiled slightly, pushing her now emptied plate away as she looked towards the dance starting.

"I don't suppose we should be joining the rest over that way?"

The mention of dancing made Bang glance at his cane, a soft frown setting in as he was reminded of his usually limited stamina. Usually. With his target in such close proximity, they'd expect him to make exceptions, right?

Hidden within the confines of his shoe, his missing three toes sprouted back to form. Bang rested his cane against the table and stood with more ease than before, albeit still with a slight hobble.

"I suppose!" He answered, winning grin back on. "Miss Valeriya, would you honor me with your company for a dance?"

"Oh, why not?" Valeriya shrugged, favoring Bang with a slight grin of her own. It wasn't as if she could get too pushy with her target, at least not on the first day. That, and she'd accomplished enough of her objectives that it'd be greedy to push for more so quickly. Best to just maintain her cover for now and act as a normal student would.

"A gentleman leads, doesn't he?" She stood and offered her hand for Bang to take. In all honesty, she was curious to see how Bang would manage dancing, considering his bad leg.

"That he does," he replied coolly, already feeling a bead of sweat form on his temple.
In Qualia: Mission Sub Rosa → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Le Bang Kieu

Higashiakemi Ryuuko
東明見 竜子

Collab with @Medili


"Oh by the way... You're Lê Bằng Kiều, aren't you? You're quite famous, you know."

Bang paused, taking a little too long to register the girl and the reputation that came with her. A cautious stare before he loosened up with a smile to match hers.

"Only for good things, I hope." He extended a left-sided handshake, before realising she was carrying his soup and drawing it back. "Ah. It's a pleasure to meet you too, Ryuuko."

Misgivings aside, she was far more amicable than what he'd expected, given all the gossip. She was doing him a favor. It was only fair for him to return the good feeling for now.

"My apologies, I'm usually able to manage these things on my own. New school nerves, I suppose!" He chuckled.

Ryuuko on her part didn't seem to realize the slight pause that Bang did before responding back to her. If she was being observant as she would at times, she'd probably noticed. Regardless, she's too elated due to the excitement of meeting someone new(a significant one at that) at the moment. She put the bowl on the palm of her left hand, the heat easily bearable due to her carapace, and used her right hand to make the casual gesture of waving off the apology.

Of course, she knew that she had a reputation of sort considering what they publicized about her back home. The Japanese love their smear piece on anyone they deemed as a "mere" non conformist, let alone a person that, arguably, can be called as a traitor to the country... Not that she cared about that.

"Haha, mostly good things, yes! They called you a hero, you know. And I can see why, considering what you did in that accident!" She nodded before continuing. That was, at least, what she had heard based on the highly publicized news of the event that made Bang who he was known as publicly.

"And no worries! I can definitely understand that. It can be a bit unnerving getting into a new school and such what's with the uncertainties!" She replied, her smile remaining on her face. "Especially a school such as this one where everyone is someone with a reputation, I guess. Anyway! Let's put this soup on a table first, hmm? Wouldn't do to keep you from your meal!"

She gave Bang a nod and a toothy grin at that, before looking around to spot an unoccupied table. Upon finding a nearby one that was placed beside a wall, she pointed it out to Bang. "That one okay with you?"

"It is," he nodded, cane tapping as quickly as he moved. The comment about the accident sent a quick twitch across his mouth, and he directed his attention to the table. A quick glance made sure that these seats were suited for Egoists with tails. He pulled out a chair for the girl before taking a seat himself, sighing with the release.

"Thank you," he said, meaning it. "I hope the night's been treating you well. It's quite a party, isn't it?"

Ryuuko followed Bang to the table, being careful not to spill any of the content of the bowl. She then put the bowl down on the table as Bang pulled a chair out for her before taking a seat for himself. She then made sure that the bowl was at Bang's side of the table.

"Thank you too." She said with a smile, nodding in thanks at Bang's gentlemanly politeness as she took her seat. It was comfortable enough to sit on despite her tail, the organizer had been sufficiently considerate as expected. "Quite the party indeed, if not rather extravagant, haha! The tour was fun enough too, so it has been a pretty good day for me. I hope the same's true for you as well? How have you been finding things to be so far?"

She was absorbed enough in the conversation, forgetting at the moment that she still haven't got a meal for herself. She put an elbow on the table, her right hand under her chin as she looked at Bang while talking.

"Exciting, nervewracking. Sure feels far from Hanoi. All these different polymaths gathered in a single location... this may change the course of history for entire nations, don't you think?"

The fingers of his right arm flexed habitually as he caught sight of a group across the room, the one with the girl in the nice dress. There was a twinkle in his eye. "Look, they're already getting along."

Ryuuko contemplated Bang's words for a brief moment, covering her lips with the back of her right hand which where under her chin. Then she nodded, returning to her previous pose.

"Oh yes. It may well change the course of history for many indeed!" She nodded, and then made a light smile with her eyes slightly narrowed. "Hopefully for the better, yes? Hopefully." She chuckled lightly at that, more to herself than to Bang, then she shook her head casually. "Nah, never mind that. Anyways..."

She then turned to look at where Bang was gazing, seeing that the previous group of two had now became a group of four instead. "Oh? Interesting..." She took another brief moment as she thought to herself. Well now, that is quite the gathering there. Hmm... Those are... She did not really recognize who the two extra additions were. She felt like she had seen the green eyed Occidental young man before, but not the white haired young lady. After that brief contemplation, she remarked again to Bang. "Indeed. They seems to be having an amiable conversation, aren't they? How nice, haha."

Bang observed her gaze, gauging her reaction. "Do you recognise some of them?"

At Bang's question, she turned from looking at the group back to Bang. "Yes I do." She nodded lightly. "The young Occidental lady is Valeriya Zhukova from Russia. She's... Well, I've heard people call her a warmonger due to her... field." Then she shrugged casually before continuing. "Of course, I don't know if that is true, haha. Anyway, the tall one with the turban is Kalil Gharbi. He's a Dynamicist, something about manipulating heat... As for the other two, can't say I recognise them all that well..."

Then she grinned, a bit mischievously, the action causing her sharp shark-like teeth to be quite prominent. "And how about you? Anything you know about them, Mr. Bang?"

"I'm not familiar with the Dynamicist... ah! That's that Agnarrson fellow." He brightened even more. "I used to read his travelogues when I was hospitalised."

"Agnarrson? Ah, I see. So that's the name of the other man. I think I've definitely heard that name somewhere before..." Ryuuko paused and observed how Bang seemed to brighten upon talking about the person. She smiled, pointing casually with a finger at Bang's soup. "Sounds like you want to go talk with them, hmm? Maybe you should finish the soup and then go? Hehe." She finished her words with a light giggle.

"R-really? You think that's a good idea? Oh, right, the soup..."

The boy rapidly ladled a third of the bowl into his mouth, feeling a spicy warmth fill his chest. As he exhaled with satisfaction, he noticed that Ryuuko's side of the table was bare. Bang, you fool!

"Gee, I've taken up a lot of your time. Did you want to get something for yourself to eat?"

Ryuuko nodded in response. "Of course! At least for me personally, I've always found that taking the initiative to talk to people is the better thing to do!"

She watched as Bang started eating from the bowl of soup, waiting politely. Then, Bang pointed out that she haven't gotten anything for herself. Whoops, funny how easily one can forget about things huh?

"Oh! Right, I totally forgot about that!" She laughed, rubbing the back of her head with her right hand, looking embarrassed. "Silly me, and I'm feeling pretty famished too. Yeah, I think I'll get back to exploring and finding something for myself. And no worries, I've enjoyed our conversation! Thanks a lot for your time, Mr. Bang!"

She winked casually at him, smiling, before then standing up from her chair. "Well then, I'll leave you to enjoy your soup. Hope I'll see you around, Mr. Bang. Until next time!" She nodded and waved at him casually before turning around to leave.

That was a really nice encounter! But now. I really reaaaally need to get something to eat, haha. And with that, Ryuuko returned to exploring the hall, focusing on the task of finding a good dinner once again.
In Qualia: Mission Sub Rosa → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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He fought the urge to rid himself of the sweat, directing his vigilance to ensure his serene smile didn’t turn to a grimace as they toured. Facility after facility, the uneven pressure between his soles made the walk more tiresome. The clack of his cane against polished road remained mostly even, the slightest variation in rhythm only noticeable to Bang himself. Hopefully.

Somehow it was easier when my foot was just metal, he sighed inwardly. Another bead of moisture ran down his temple.

The view of the city itself did somewhat compensate him for the ordeal. He could imagine himself sitting in a shaded pavilion with a cup of coffee, reading through a paper as his fellow students roamed outside. Ah, how peaceful that would be. Something to keep him feeling close to home, despite the empty streets, the way the lack of traffic and life seemed to echo onto itself. As their guide paused to speak at length about the hospitality available to the student body, Bang took the opportunity to pull out a chair and rest his feet. In his right shoe, his single toe flexed tiredly.

Not that there’s any need for this to be a home, he supposed. If anything, this is just another workplace.

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A childish grin adorned his face as he watched the orchestra. It really was a Technologist sentiment, wasn’t it, feeling the need to embellish even the most mundane and unnecessary of tasks. Apart from creating a distracting whirlwind of brass that was always out the corner of his eye, was it functionally any different from just playing a particularly loud record player? Probably, if the priority here was spectacle rather than a listening experience.

He made his way to the catering area, remarking on the students he passed on the way. A pair conversing in German, which he couldn’t understand. A Middle Eastern fellow clearly not enjoying his drink. The Russian girl near the fellow, the smile on her face a far cry from the bored expression Bang had noticed during the tour. How nice that she was finally enjoying herself. His eyes lingered on the girl, her bare shoulders and exposed neck, only hurrying away once he’d decided that enough blood had rushed to his face. He still had a main objective for the night: testing the limits of this all-you-can-eat service. A little easier said than done when his cane left him with only one free hand. The boy uttered a gracious ‘thank you’ to the chef as a bowl was slid towards him. Aromatic, red, filled to the brim and just waiting for half its contents to get spilled to the shiny floor. He stared at the bowl and tapped his cane once, seemingly anxious. The sensible thing would be to ask one of the waiters for assistance, but Bang chose to look at this as a potential for connection.

He turned to the student next to him. “Ah, please excuse me. I’d hate to be an inconvenience but… would you be able to help me take this to one of the dining tables?”
In Qualia: Mission Sub Rosa → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
In Qualia: Mission Sub Rosa → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

In Qualia: Steampunk Spies, School Life Scandals, and Eldritch Spice → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks
@ERode

Just got a day or two left of class work stuff to wrap up, will try to get something to you soon-ish. If I don't have the brainpower to get a proper sheet done in that time I'll just send you messy dot points over DM. Already got the broad strokes of my character worked out.
In Qualia: Steampunk Spies, School Life Scandals, and Eldritch Spice → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks
What are the strongest things the body enhancers can do? Do they do stuff like go furry mode or get a Parasyte hand pal or plain ol' superstrength/speed?
In Qualia: Steampunk Spies, School Life Scandals, and Eldritch Spice → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks
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