Bloodsport: Coruscant

[itsamysterio]

WHO: Keith, Tony Stark, Quentin Beck, Kaz Brekker, Kyle Broflovski
WHERE: Bloodsport
WHAT: Flight/Arrival
WHEN: Coruscant Event
WARNINGS: TBD

(Feel free to reply to Beck or start your own character top levels within.)

Beck's eyes widened as he looked at the planet through the view port. For a moment he forgot about the illusion of who he was supposed to be portraying and just lost himself in the awe of that massive world-wide cityscape. It was beautiful. And coupled with the elation of real space travel he could almost forget the schemes and plots, wondering what they might find down there.

"You ever seen anything like this?"

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[kyley_b]

"Oh, sorry dude." Kyle takes his hand back immediately, looking properly chastised. But he very clearly hasn't really registered how serious that shift in tone was.

"Are you seeing this, though? We're in SPACE. And who knows what's down there? It looks a lot more lively than where we just were."

[demjiin]

This was your warning, Kyle. Back where he's from it was generally understood that touching Kaz at all was a sure way to lose a finger. As soon as Kyle removes his hand Kaz's whole demeanor changed, becoming far less icy and much closer to the friendly way he had spoken to Kyle before.

"I will admit that I have not given a lot of thought to the idea of Space before."

Kaz nodded toward the view of the planet through the transparisteel.

"It looks like there are a lot more people down there, anyway.

[kyley_b]

"Right? Man. We're supposed to learn stuff, so this could be really cool."

He stuffs his hands in his pockets and rocks back on his heels. "I really hope we can bring stuff back with us."

[demjiin]

Kazraises an eyebrow in question and looks back at Kyle.

"Learn stuff?"

[kyley_b]

"Yeah. That's what the Agrii said, anyway. Well, texted, I guess. I guess because a bunch of us come form around here. Not me, obviously."

He looks, for a brief second, a little lost. He really is very far from home.

"There's no telling what kind of tech and stuff they have down there."

[demjiin]

Tech stuff wasn't Kaz's specialty, but he figured that was something he was going to have to learn. Also, he was neither interested in nor good at comforting, so the most that Kyle gets is a distraction.

"Are we just getting dropped off and tested to see if we survive, or do we get maps to work with?"

Kaz pulled out his 'smart phone' as Jon had called it.

[kyley_b]

"I think like, a bunch of people know at least a bit of how to get around. And I bet there's maps on the surface."

Kyle offers Kaz a grin. "If you got lost I'd come find you."

[demjiin]

"Thanks."

Kaz's tone is dry as dust. He had taken the time to learn about the phone and was now creating a new file for a new map.

"But I want to look at as much of this place as I possibly can. I hear there are tunnels and hidey holes all through this place like a rabbit warren. There's no way I could learn all of it but finding the 'less direct' path to and from places is always a good idea."

[kyley_b]

"Oh yeah?" Kyle asks. His height means it's pretty easy to peek at what Kaz is doing. "Why's that?"

[demjiin]

Right now there's not much to see, just making a new file.

"Its worth knowing what places are empty or crowded and when. Where cops are likely to congregate and when. What places are important or ones that have been forgotten about. Do people crowd around certain places for things like transport."

Kaz shrugged, not looking up from the phone's screen.

"How to stay away from people that want to steal whatever you have. Or run girls.

Kaz had a small, nasty smirk.

"Which is the same thing, I guess."

[kyley_b]

Kyle nods along until that last bit. He gives Kaz a long, measuring look.

"...that's not cool, dude," he settles on. "I mean, I'm sure that's how those sorts of people see it, but, those women are people. Nobody owns them."

[demjiin]

Kaz does stop then, putting the smartphone away and looking at Kyle with eyes that are actually dark brown but right now look as flat and black as a shark. He could mention how many bawds (called pimps in many other worlds) that he has personally killed. The customers to those 'pleasure houses' he's killed, or maybe the lawyer's clerk he dangled from a rooftop but did not plan to drop up until the moment the clerk admitted to blackmailing a pleasure house worker. And though he may not admit it out loud, the closest person to him was a girl that was only two years out of a brothel that did its best to enslave the girls it bought.

Kyle had simply misunderstood but since he was imagining the polar opposite of what Kaz meant, Kaz simply replied in an icy tone;

"Yes. They are."

His expression was sharp and menacing. As though he was daring Kyle to take a swing at him.

[kyley_b]

Kyle looks at Kaz for a long moment, but then his face softens. "Exactly," he says. "They're people."

He nods once, apparently having decided that they're in agreement.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to get up your ass, dude."

[demjiin]

Kaz most likely wouldn't have responded that way had Kyle not blundered into one hell of a verbal land mine.

"It's fine." His voice is cold and clipped. "You'll excuse me."

It's a command and not a request, and with that Kaz limps away.