Private Once More Into The Fray

[Riordan Catlow]

Damsy Callat

He smiled. "No, not the noodles, that was just a benefit." As he began to slowly explore his meal. First starting with the spicy noodles as he grew a bit introspect and thoughtful. "I first came here about a year ago. Hush-hush mission from the Inquisition. There were some artifacts that disappeared from the collection of a Lord of the Sith."

Next was some of the (non-sentient) calamari. It was still hot, so he blew softly while he told the story.

"Ended up in the collection of a local crime lord. Guy had his base around the corner actually in a small pawn shop. The actual base was underneath it. I ended up really hungry by the end of it, rounded the corner and stumbled onto this place."

Then a shrug.

"Sometimes these things just work out, no?"

 

[Damsy Callat]

"That was pretty considerate o' him," she commented though she was sure that the crime lord hadn't considered the proximity for good food to his digs. "Ya like bein' a legal eagle, then?"

She took some of her noodles, including a chunk of crab, and leaned over the table to set it on the edge of Rio's plate. "No stealin'. It'll end badly."

Riordan Catlow

 

[Riordan Catlow]

Damsy Callat

He smirked.

"I am a law eagle, as you said, so it wouldn't be stealing. It would be... legal appropriation." Teasing her there as he gratefully snapped up a piece of the crab she put on his plate for him. "But... yes. I love the meticulous nature of it. It all makes sense... or as much sense as our weird world can get. People always get confused because they assume a Zeltron is supposed to party."

Then he shrugged.

"I have never been able to explain to them that it does feel like a party... when I am going through some obscure legalese."

 

[Damsy Callat]

She scoffed playfully at his colorful correction.

"Well, feth 'em," she said then. "They ain't 'vited anyway."

She pointed a finger at herself, pushing the pad beneath her collarbone. "Am I though? I been meanin' to overhaul somea Naneti's laws an' I'm too dumb to be 'xpected to do it 'lone without leavin' some gapin' loopholes.

"Help me, Rio Catlow, you're my only hope."

Riordan Catlow

 

[Riordan Catlow]

Damsy Callat

Rio's turn to offer Damsy a bit of a shy smile.

"I... yes, exactly." He murmured softly. Damsy seemed to keep surprising him. First in a shocking way and now in a pleasant way. He was about to say more but then she really overwhelmed him. His eyes began to gleam and he leaned in a little, elbows on the table, as he listened intently to make sure he was understanding her fully.

"That..." He licked his lips. His mouth was dry all of a sudden from the excitement. "That sounds fantastic."

From anyone else it might have sounded like sarcasm, but his heart was beating faster and he was rubbing his hands in joy.

"Yes, of course you are invited! Oh my god, I have never been given the opportunity to assist with overhauling planetary regulations yet."

 

[Damsy Callat]

Damsy almost spit out her water, but she managed to swallow and put up a hand. “No no, Naneti's just my stronghold. I don't own Kesh an’ I don't wanna. Hopefully city ordinances still excite ya.”

She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment, deciding on something. “You're under no obligation to ‘volve yourself in this neither, but I got the b'ginnin's o’ a new religion goin’ too. There's nothing legal ‘bout it. I don't know if there will ever be. We out in the mountains to hide, so it'd be ironic to file paperwork as to our existence with anyone.” She shrugged. “But I dunno. Maybe someday… we'll be ready for the galaxy.”

She paused again and shook her head almost imperceptibly. “Or vice versa.” She smiled. Her words felt so much lighter, almost teasing and challenging, when not backed with self-pity.

“Can I keep you on retainer, should that time eva come?”

Riordan Catlow