"How about we get you somewhere more comfortable to rest. I've set aside an empty apartment for you." Vasquez suggests as she offers the woman her hand. "We can discuss things after everything has settled down some."
Infirmary - Charity
Edijar chuckles as he's shoved, especially since he keeps a grip on Charity's waist, pulling her with him a bit before he walks on. "It'll be quick, I promise."
Elaine is escorted there by Vas after she waves off the other guards and she'll find that the place is furnished much like a simple hotel room for now, but it's comfortable, private, and much better than the cell was. Spare clothes rest on the bed, but considering they only had Billie's size to guess with, it's likely they don't fit too well. "If you need anything, just dial the number on the card next to the phone and they'll get you in contact with me. I...I'm sorry about all of this, but I want to make sure you're treated well here."
Edijar gives her a nod, tired himself from the rather long jog he took earlier. He wasn't too tired to cook something decent at least and tosses sliced potatoes into a frying pan with onion and bacon, giving off a wonderful greasy smell. True to his word, he's cooking as fast as he can. When he gets to the burgers(also cooked in the pan, allowing them to soak up the holy taste of fried bacon), the door opens as Bugs comes on in. With a smile, the doctor raises up a large bottle of brandy. He takes it from the bag he's holding and sets it on the counter before pulling out a couple tomatoes and tossing them towards his one-time Son-In-Law. "The three are comfortable and sleeping right now." He informs them before getting some glasses for the drink.
Vasquez gives the woman a respectful nod before heading out. When they've left the apartment, Vasquez wraps her arm around Jake's waist, keeping him close with a smile. "I know." She says during the hug. "But don't forget that you are too."
Bugs gives a small sigh at the comment about how he looks and turns to watch Edijar cook. "I got treated." He admits to her as the cheese gets laid on the burgers, giving off that godly molten cheese smell. Edijar hears, but he doesn't say anything, instead choosing to let the other two talk while he gets the plates out.
Vasquez understands how he feels and simply guides him to her place and to the couch for them both to lay on, letting him sleep in her arms.
"Permanent." Bugs says before blinking when the burger, potatoes and various condiments are placed in front of him. "You come home to this every night?" He asks, a bit shell-shocked by what is considered "quick food" here.
"Dalachrech, God of Insects?" Anna offers, believing that to be the one. "Don't know much admittedly. Used to run a slave operation Inside, but that's over with now."
Bugs sets his fork back on the table and returns the hug as Edijar watches. Over Charity's shoulder, the former gives the soldier a small smile and nod as he pats Charity's back. "Between you, Sunny, Luke, and a few others, I simply couldn't go through with it any more." He admits quietly to her.
Tovpir thinks for a few moments. He slept long, but the memories of his old time are still there. It's just like he lived there only two days ago.
"Different. The whole technology you have now was not even a dream in anyone's mind. Physical strength was the most important attribute in this time. Only a few people where able to use magic. Most of them weren't even able to use offensive spells."
Tovpir shakes his head. Some ugly memories came up where mages die a horrible death by just using a simple offensive spell.
"My kind was one of the strongest in this time and war was common. Not in the way it is common here. We fought on battlefields leaving all innocent from any harm. I spied into many cities. Each person there looked similar to the others. Wearing same clothes and be the same race. It's hard to understand that the city now contain different kinds of you. Some are small and some are giant high."
He stops, falling into thoughts again. Now he is in the streets where the robot and the priest fight against each other.
"I met a little guy. He told me something about a god. Dala.. Da... eh something starting with Dala or so. Do you know something about that?"
Iamar shakes her head. "I have heard little about the different religions of this world. I'm afraid I can't help you."
Charity's crying too hard to be comprehensible, but she might be telling Bugs that she loves him.
Elaine takes a very long bath, scrubbing at her skin as if she could wash Billie off of her. She empties the bath completely and refills with clean water after that, and then twice she lets out some of the cooling water and refills with hot.
It's a long bath.
In the meantime, Jake let himself in and sits in the living room, writing to Gus. He finishes before his mother does, and so he takes out a book (Moonstone by Wilkie Collins) to read.
Eventually she comes out, wearing a long dressing gown that he recognized. "How did you get your own clothes?"
"Henry commissioned a magic bag, many many years ago, that can be summoned by a word," Elaine says, with a wistful smile as she remembers her late husband. "I think he had to save for a year to afford it."
"He did. Jacob, we had no reason to think it would happen to you. If we had, we would have warned you."
"I know you would have."
"Let's talk of something else. Are there cards? Or a backgammon board?"
Jacob smiles and takes out a deck of cards. "Piquet?"
They're midway through the first hand when Elaine starts in, "So, tell me about Vasquez..."
When the former Emperor arrived, he had curiously skipped the fanfare. All in all, he was rather subdued.
It was so strange to be back here.
Remnant HQ was once the base from which the entirety of the Empire sprung, the very beginning of that power that so marked Inside.
He'd not expected to be here again, not after the Imperial Coup, and certainly not after most of the Empire vanished.
Here, in this base, where the entirety of the Empire's-his-legacy not wrapped up in the Sanctuary remained, after it had cast him aside. It was at once inspiring and disappointing-that he might at least be allowed to be here, yet it was so very...diminished.
I suppose that's why I'm here, in a sense, he thought, as he waited.
At that, Anna gives a snort of amusement. "If anyone tried that here, all the non-humanoids would just tear apart enough of them to make a point and then declare themselves rulers just because."
On the way there, Vyrn will see several groups of Remnants moving about. Many of them are training or walking with clear purpose, but others are obviously in something of a relationship together, particularly the drow and half-dragon woman necking on a park bench. He might even recognize them as Fred and Dizzy from the old Mortal Coil unit.
Whoever called it necking had a poor judgement of anatomy.
Something else that's drastically different from before is the obvious high percentage of non-humans and even non-standard humanoids. Even a pixie can be seen fluttering about, passing messages on. On the path to the meeting room, a trio of what appear to be women made of mercury pass by, wearing short skirted Remnant uniforms as they go to the Motor Pool. One casts him a wink and another a wolf whistle before the Sirens move on, hurrying to see their new little brother.
At the room, Vasquez waits at the table, a fresh cup of coffee in her cybernetic hand with another one waiting at the other seat for Vyrn. She looks up when he arrives and stands, grabbing is cup and offering it to him. "Lets take a walk. The two of us don't need security for a meeting, however ineffectual as it might be."
Geoff smiles as soon as he hears the three enter, getting out from under the sole Thunderclap that Remnant had, finished with his work for now. "Congratulations to the happy couple." He tells them as the Gorgons crowd around to look and sniff at the little Three-Quarterling Baby.
Elaine will hear a knock after a while, and when she opens the door, she'll find Vas standing there, wearing her uniform(without the armor), fiddling with her cybernetic arm for a moment, tweaking a small screw on her elbow.
"I believe that's it." Vasquez says as she closes the folder. "Sure you don't want a ceremony?" She asks Edijar who gives her a shake of his head. "To be completely honest, I should have done this a long time ago, and to make a big deal of it is just asking for trouble. Within and without the ranks. We risked things enough with Sunny's wedding. I don't want someone to get the bright idea to try and off me during something public." He says with a slight smile as he offers Vasquez his hand. "It's been and honor se-" He starts, only to be cut off as she drags him into a tight hug. "No. Don't you dare. I'm the one who should be honored and thankful." Without knowing what to say, he only returns the hug.
After a moment, she pulls away and uses a tissue to clear her nose. "That said, if you're still wanting to be an instructor and teacher, word is that Watch is going to be sending over a bunch of their rag-tag warriors if you want to give them some backbone. Up to it?"
The newly retired soldier gives the Commander a slight smile. "I'd love to."
The three-quarterling is in a hovering baby carrier - a much better height than a stroller, where the mother has to bend down to check on her baby. "He's so little and fragile," Sunny says. She can't over-engineer her baby for its own safety!
"I came to apologize about yesterday. It was such a shock, everything I heard, that I'm afraid I reacted poorly," Elaine says.
Vas looks up from her arm and gives a small nod, somewhat nervous at meeting her like this. "It's okay, ma'am. I've seen and heard much worse for much less reasonable situations. I hope you're feeling better at least."
"He's also a handsome baby. Everyone is so proud of him and you two." Geoff tells Sunny before attempting to give her a hug. Carl watches Luke carefully as the Gorgons sniff and look at him, just in case the hover-er should flip or something. He can't help but fret and worry.
"I am, I thank you. Won't you come in?" Once Vas is let in, Elaine serves the tea. There are little cucumber sandwiches with the crust cut off too. "Jacob told me a little more about his 'other', and it does seem that he's less of a problem than mine. You have met him, yes?"
(Derp... forgot it was happening at Elaine's place. )
Sunny trusts her hover machine more than she trusts her arms or Carl's. She can sense if her machines need maintenance, but organic bodies tire and wear out in unpredictable ways that she doesn't understand!
In any case, she's happy to accept the hug from Geoff. Her comfort with physical contact has improved greatly, though she still wouldn't want to be touched by anyone she didn't have a strong friendship with.
"He looks like his father," Sunny says happily. Little Luke wakes up and looks around with big newborn eyes, barely able to focus on things, but trying to nonetheless.
"He was a bit of trouble at the start, but eventually I helped calm him down." Vasquez explains. "Have you seen a picture of him yet?" She ventures as she sips her tea delicately.
About that time, the Sirens arrive, giggling right before d'awwing at Luke and smiling warmly at him. Geoff grins at them when he lets go of Sunny. "Now be careful ladies." He warns them before hugging Carl tightly as well. "And he looks like you too, Sunny."
"You mean the relationships that tend to be obvious?" Vasquez asks as they begin to walk on the jogging path around the inside of the perimeter. "Those are actually encouraged. Because of the smaller size compared to the Empire, it makes it more disastrous for us if an Infiltrator should get in. If everyone knows everyone, to a better degree than before, then that gives us another line of defense. I'm not saying it doesn't have it's problems such as some command issues or favoritism, but you'd be surprised how little that seems to occur. Take the Gate Guard pairs for example." She says with a gesture.
Vyrn, for once, doesn't seem to know what to think about that. That, or he's trying to come off that way in order to be more polite than going 'what the hell'. "That's certainly...unorthodox. " Whatever his opinion, it's certainly not the direction he expected something he created to go.
He clears his throat. "Irregularities and changes aside, I feel I should get to the point. I do not seek power for its own sake, nor is my interest in simply protecting the city. My intention is to be more of a...guide, so to speak. As it is, I bear no authority, and at least two of the councilors are likely to attempt to block any of my suggestions by the simple fact of my being...myself. Magtok and Mrs. Xar'Cha, if you're curious. The former only deals with me as he interprets most everything I say or do as a threat of bombing him. It's almost amusing. The latter...well, she was never one who approved of the Empire." In that case, at the minimum, Vyrn is correct-Zee never did approve there.
"As it is, the Council is stagnant, usually only meeting when there is some issue to address instead of any of them doing anything to improve conditions. The fact that it took an AMENite attempting a power grab to suggest something says more than enough. As my own mistakes proved, it is not morality, nor failure to protect anyone, that condemns a governmental body. It is complacency. Mine was shown when the Haven was destroyed and later when Director Drelin betrayed us, sparking the future Generals' coup d'etat. The fact that none of us saw those events coming, that none of us could prevent them, speaks volumes. I know not what triggered the Generals' downfall, but doubtless it could have been avoided. It will take people of action to ensure that the past does not repeat itself, and so far the Council has failed in that regard. I simply wished to be that change, because I seem to be the only one who's learned from the past. Sitting around and pretending everything is going to be perfectly fine without any attention is asking for another fall."
"For several months now." Vasquez admits. "He's a wonderful man." She tells her.
Teles, marked from her sisters by the green band on her uniform hat, picks Luke up gently and begins to hum happily as she cradles the young boy to her chest. After a moment, the other two Sirens join in, creating a nearly hypnotizing melody, almost a lullaby to serenade the child.
"No offense meant, Vyrn, but the moment you stuck yourself on your airship, the coup was inevitable. You didn't see it because you ignored the politics within your Empire as well as out. That was your biggest failing." Vasquez explains. "As for the others, only a few of them are really up for politics, and those that are, have lost much of their power base. Things have changed to where you can't just shove power around in the public and it scares them. I didn't vote to allow you to become a faction in the Council because that's just what you did as Emperor, and I don't think it'd be a good idea. That said, I have an alternate idea if you wish."