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]

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.