[ Open // Signius' Night Out ]

[bladeinthedark]

Method: [action/prose]
Who: Signius Dremire and anyone else.
Where: Around the Sleipnir (like with Allen's post, just say where)
When: January 23, Evening
What: Signius' awakens and decides that maybe -- MAYBE -- he should get a better look around the ship.

Comments

Floor 2 | Dining area (Most awkwardest of meetings, go? XD)

[sublimated]

Kanda, too, had awoken early in the evening, before the sun had fully set. Or perhaps it was not quite right to say that he'd awoken

Woo! Let them stare awkwardly into the distance!

[bladeinthedark]

Signius saw Kanda from the doorway and paused there, watching the man for a moment. He stood in silent contemplation, before the light clinking of mail brushing against leather gave away he was moving.

He wasn't a very talkative man. Sure at one point in his life he had been, but the paranoia and threat that someone might come and cleave his head from his neck had silenced him pretty well. He stepped up to the window a few feet away, looking out at the horizon as well.

This probably went on for five minutes or so, the silence. He would speak eventually, his voice soft and low, barely above a whisper. "Warrior."

[sublimated]

The gathering dark of the landscape outside and the light within turned the windowpanes gradually from clear glass to mirror as the two men stood in silence

[bladeinthedark]

Men had their own language of grunts, one that had been used since the dawn of time. Signius understood in his own way, bowing his head slightly towards the window. It was a sign of respect towards the other even if he didn't turn to send it that way.

"You look like you've been through Hel itself and lived to tell about it." His face remained passive, though his stance shifted a bit. His entire body shifted into a more neutral stance, a bit less defensive. "Nothing is ever easy for us."

He'd felt it in the past, a bonding between knights who had seen battle. They didn't need to be from the same war, or the same army, but when stuck together when things got messy the bond linked them closer than even blood ties. It had been a long time since Signius had felt a tie to anyone or anything, having erected walls of stone and steel around his heart and emotions long ago. Yet deep within he knew that if any of what he learned this day was true, he would need to learn to trust some of the people on the ship.

It's not their trust you need to