video • id: legionare

[legionare]

[ max isn’t big on typing — the device feels fragile and small in his hands and hitting the right places is an exercise in frustration, really — but the voice and video functions are similar enough to some of the things that can be achieved by furycrafting that they seem almost familiar. so here he is on the network, still in full uniform, looking very much like a roman soldier straight out of a history book, for those who have romans in their history books. (to those who know clark kent, he might also look like a younger version of clark pretending to be a roman.) ]

Can’t say I really understand what furycrafting’s gotten me here and I do have to get back, but while I’m here —

[ his posture and expression might have been professional until now, fit for a legionare, but here he grins, something rakish and wide. ] Where’s the nearest bar? Any recommendations for food or drink?

[ a moment later, he sobers again. in more quiet tones, he adds: ] Calderon, if you’re here as well, come find me.

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[legionare]

Probably.

[ he definitely totally absolutely knows what you're talking about.... yeah, no, he's got nothing. if they covered this in class at the academy, he probably missed that class because he was asleep or in bed with one or more beautiful women. ]

[supersweet]

Anyway Halloween is meant to be a spooky holiday, but you can dress up in whatever you like! I went as a mummy once. It was the only costume we could do in time.

[legionare]

[ this is going to get tiring real fast, but — ]

What's a mummy?

[supersweet]

Egyptian dead guy wrapped with bandages. I saw him in a movie once.

[ A movie he was not supposed to be up late to watch but details. Finally, Jon spots the restaurant he had pizza with Kara with. ]

There! You sure you have enough money?

[legionare]

[ max doesn't know what egyptians are, but he knows dead guys and bandages, so he doesn't bother asking any more questions. some dead person, got it. ]

I'm sure. They gave me a lot.

[ he thinks it's a lot, anyway. he has to get used to the currency. but if it's what he'll earn in a month working for them, surely it will be enough for more than one pizza. ]

[supersweet]

[ Jon checks his own pocket before looking up. ]

Yeah, but you'll probably need it for other stuff. I can cover you for now.

[legionare]

What other things besides food and drink would I need to pay for?

[ clothes, maybe... ]

[supersweet]

Clothes, video games, boring brief cases that adults like to carry . . . probably tons of stuff that'll come up later.

[legionare]

Video games?

[ there's so much going on here that max just Does Not Understand ]

[supersweet]

[ Once Max repeats Jon's words does it sink it. ]

That can wait. I guess food, drink and clothes are the main ones to worry about.

[legionare]

[ at least for all of those, max knows what they are. ]

How much can a pizza possibly cost?

[supersweet]

Around fifteen dollars or so. But they're big and they fill you up easily.

[legionare]

That's good to know. I have a large appetite.

[ max grins. ] But I can afford this. I'm sure of it.

[supersweet]

[ Jon waves to the waiter for the menu. Once it arrives, he sets it flat on the table and points out the picture of a pizza. ]

That's what it looks like. It doesn't seem like much, but I guarantee it's great.

[legionare]

[ how useful, the menu has pictures. the pasta at least looks familiar, too. ]

Let's order three of them!

[supersweet]

[ Jon blinks, unsure. ]

Really? Three??

[legionare]

Is it not enough, or too much?

[supersweet]

Uhh.

[ Jon can eat a lot but he doubts he can finish three pizzas. ]

I can probably have one.

[legionare]

I'm bigger than you. If you can eat one, I can eat two. [ # logic. ]

[supersweet]

[ Jon puzzles this out before nodding. It makes perfect sense. ]

Okay! Three pizzas!

[legionare]

[ decision made, max flags down a waiter. that, at least, isn't too different here than it is in alera.

of course, he hasn't realised he has to choose pizza toppings and so, when asked, he just shrugs. ] You decide. [ he tells jon. ]

[supersweet]

[ He purses his lips, deep in thought because pizzas are serious business before chiming in. ]

Put lots of meat on it. Pepperoni, chicken sausage . . . all that stuff.