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.

Comments

[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.