[Closed] La Comida en Falner

[anteayer]

WHO: Gray Magallanes Valverde & Rin Faolain
WHAT: Lunchtime Shenanigans
WHERE: The Great Hall
WHEN: 13 June 2066, Sometime between 12 Noon and 12:30 PM
SAFE FOR WORK? Yep
OTHER NOTES: This is what happens when two mages with very hyperactive dragons meet XD

[It was a little lively, now, at the Great Hall as people began filing in for lunch. A good number were famiiar faces - Netsach hunters and other Keepers of the Vigil stationed at Falner, and students at Balamb Academy who were gearing up for another year. A large majority, though, were newcomers to the estate, and they were around to grab a quick meal before heading over for their interviews with the Kaiser.

Gray was here for pretty much the same reason, though in his case (and those of the other hunters who were initiated months ago) his interview was meant to check how he was settling in with his division.

It's early though, so he's not in any rush as he sat by himself at one table, enjoying his meal while his dragon was curled up nearby for his siesta.]

Comments

[anteayer]

{Ah, well that clears things up for me.} [Temo happily remarks before glancing at his person.] {I guess Rin here will really be something if he pulls it off in the future}

Si [Facing you, again, now:] But yeah, Netsach is probably a good place for you to start out.

[He glances briefly at his tablet as he browsed through it.]

Which brings us back to your other questions. You wanted to know what I do as a Netsach op, right? Along with what a typical day on the job is like for a hunter?

[magicmissile]

My Erin is definitely going to reach his goals, you can count on that!

[ Here, Madge nuzzles her cheek on Rin's, affectionate and proud.

Rin gives Temo a smug grin before turning to Gray again. ]

Yeah! Like I said, I'd like to know. [ Biiiig grin. ]

[anteayer]

Alright, then.

[Glancing briefly at his tablet as he let the primer for Netsach load.]

Well, for starters, being a hunter isn't that different from a regular job. Barring patrol and getting sent off on missions, operatives are usually doing work based on which divisions they're part of. Otherwise, they're off-duty, living their lives as normally as possible.

[Temo, meanwhile, is trotting over to a plate filled with a small assortment of fruits, dividing his attention between the conversation and debating whether to have a banana or grapes.]

Of course, the day-to-day routine of a given Keeper of the Vigil depends on his rank, and which compact or conspiracy he's a part of. Take Netsach, for example. It's Pax Deorum's standing army, and every member is expected to know how to defend himself in a fight, regardless of whether or not you're a part of Behemoth - the conspiracy's primary military force. That means setting aside hours each day doing training or research to keep your skills sharp.

[magicmissile]

Oh, okay. I think I read about that bit somewhere, but what do you do at Ziz? Isn't that like, a mythical bird? Does that mean you fly planes?

[ He might have some sort of ADHD, but he likes information. He will keep asking questions. And will read up some more, later. ]

Intelligence 3 + Occult 2 = {8, 0 (6), 5, 1, 2) = 2 Successes

[anteayer]

[Temo actually snorts out a chortle as he was munching on one grape, though Gray ignored him as he shook his head.]

Si. The Ziz is a bird. A giant griffin, actually, in Jewish mythology. But no, that doesn't mean we fly planes.

[His dragon, in the meantime, is sliding the fruit platter a little closer to Madge, beaming at her as he asks:]

{Want some?}

[Easily ignoring that as he continues:]

We're actually Netsach's doctors and field medics. You've been to the hospital down at the West District, right? Ziz has its own building there.

[magicmissile]

Oh... [ He's slightly disappointed that you don't fly planes.

Madge, on the other hand, is enjoying a plate of fruit with Temeraire.

But hey! Doctors are cool. ]

I think I've passed by that hospital a few times. That the one with the statue of a girl in front?