The talk [lucien/delilah]

[Delilah A. Black]

As they strode down the hallway, Delilah would suddenly pull out of a hallway to meet them, standing just in front of them with her arms folded over her chest. She would raise an eyebrow at both of them, her blue eyes cool.

"Brother Deschain. Sider." she waved a hand into the door she had just stepped from; the garage of the Crow base, a large desk sitting in one corner with a work bench behind it on "Delilah's" side of the desk. "Welcome to my office. Have a seat,"

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

"Delilah, good to see you" Sider spoke as he took a seat. "I haven't seen you since i saw you in fullerton when i was learning how to shoot fire! How have you been?"

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien took a seat as well, but not before acknowledging his commander's presence with a nod that was more than slight. The way she said his name kind of irked him, but he was always nervous to correct her on such a small matter of pronunciation...

Since it was not his place to talk now, he would stay silent unless a question was asked of him.

[Delilah A. Black]

Letting the two men in, she closed the door behind her, walked around to her side of the desk and took a seat. She studied the pair of them over steepled fingers, not answering Sider's question just yet.

And then she smiled.

It was a perfectly pleasant smile. Nothing wrong with it, except for, perhaps, the suddenness of it's appearance.

"To what do I owe the pleasure, boys?"

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

the path you have to find on your own.
Delilah's word's echoed in sider's head. I am here on my own accord.

Sider sat up right in his chair with near perfect posture, it was not above him nor beyond him for him to at least ACT like a gentleman in a formal situation.

"First Crow Delilah, I humbly seek your guidance and wisdom, i seek a purpose in doing what is right, i seek wings to fly on, i seek the wings of a crow. I am here to earn mine, with your blessing, if you'll have me." Sider stated.

[Lucien DeChain]

Delilah's smile unnerved Lucien. Because he knew full well what a smile like that meant. Hm. Maybe nothing. But maybe not.

Sider's sudden speech surprised him, though. Sidervib seemed to be the kind of guy who didn't give overt speeches with lots of metaphor. He wasn't one for much class usually, either. But, Lucien supposed that when the proper situation arises, anyone can be.

He looked to Delilah, to see what kind of wisdom she could give. Lucien was himself slightly nervous about Sider joining the Crows, but, after all, he was a friend.

[Delilah A. Black]

Delilah would continue to smile, unfazed by Sider's words and Lucien's suspicious glance. Waiting a beat before speaking again.

"And what makes you think you're fit to be a Crow?"

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

Sider kept a perfectly straight face, not moving a muscle besides his lips staring into Delilah's eyes.

"My physical fitness, my discipline, and my judgement, which i have come to trust and rely upon at some point or another. If those three attributes have got to the point to where i can rely on them without giving it a second's hesitation, i believe thats what makes a crow. That sense of confidence, self-discipline, teamwork, leadership, respect. I believe i have all of these skills. Though admitantly some are less sharp then others, i hear that they get sharpened in your boot camp. I'm ready for this First."

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien was listening intently to what Sidervib had to say. This seemed more the boy's usual manner.

For now, though, it still wasn't his place to speak. And he was still quite unnerved by that smile on Delilah's face...

Am I in trouble?

[Delilah A. Black]

Delilah's smile would widen just the smallest of amounts, still staring at Sider from over her knitted fingers. Another pause as she cataloged this information.

"I see. And what are your goals for if you become a Crow?"

Leaving this one very open ended, seeing what he would say.

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

"If and when i become a crow my goals are simply this; Become a better man than my father, put the life of every other crow before myself in honor of the brotherhood, in some way shape or form have the Crows benefit from my joining/being in, and lastly, fight, fight for what's right, fight to end this damned war! fight for justice, for mankind, fight...for The Crows.

Sider had elevated slightly as he talked about fighting, his confidence could be physically be seen as there seemed to be a great amount of force behind his words. Those in the room could tell he had been thinking about this for quite some time and believed firmly that it was the right thing to do.

[Delilah A. Black]

((OOC: At Lucien's request, we will continue this thread without him until further notice.))

Listening, nodding her head slightly. Still smiling. Lucien was probably very unnerved by this point. Picking apart his words, his body language...

The smile stretched further.

"Your family. Are they registered with the Crows as civilians? If they are alive, do they approve of your becoming a Crow? How did you escape or survive the missile attack?"

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

"My family, that i recently learned is still alive is far outside crow territory, they're in bakersfield. and none of them know that i'm alive yet, knowing them however they would not mind. and as for the attack, i was in a cave with Shark and Smiles and we we're planning on our next job at the time when the missiles destroyed everything." Sider said.

[Delilah A. Black]

So. Happenstance. He got lucky.

"So, did you attend Public High School two-five-nine?"

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

"I did not, i never really went to high school."