A Break In Negotiations

[Rozalin Kendal]

Seated beside Preston was Rozalin, glancing between the people talking ind the distance and the sketch her partner was creating. Not bad skill there, but the conversation had her attention when she glanced over to the others.

"I've heard the name before, I believe. We made sure not to enter their territory or its waters if at all possible."

[Avice Locke]

She crutched herself across the grounds passing a couple of people who began. Talking she knew of prota... She knew the rumors if prota and cabal having a but if history it burned a bit in her mind the old way she thought and felt too the place. Thinking they'd certainly be no different. She spotted Eric talking to them and that didn't look right to her. She was just out for some air but this she couldn't ignore.

"Oi, Eric, afternoon."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Good afternoon."

He'd say, giving Avice a glance before looking back at Strike and the young Sudeki. His frown etching onto his features as he debated how, and if he should bring it up to Leon.

[Leon]

Strike and the guy would exchange some topical jargon about the days events so far, before the guy in the suit would smirk with a bow and walk away, heading to leave Cabal lands. Looking at Eric with that same smile as he left and a nod of his head.

However, Strike would be staring, unblinking at Preston and company.

[Preston Salabim]

"Smart on your part. I hear they kidnap people and do experiments on them."

All unconfirmed. But far from ideal all the same.

"Shoot, looks like he sees us watching him."

Preston would busy himself with his sketchpad, trying to look casual!

[Rozalin Kendal]

"Exactly." Confirmed or not, those were risks the crew did not take if they could help it. It also meant that the area didn't have the same risk. She tucked some of her hair behind her ear, the side with the eyepatch turned away from the man watching them as she leaned back, letting her head tilt back with the motion as she stretched, showing off the goods as the motions were smooth and even as a cat's. No sense in letting him think they were hyper aware of his presence.

"So I was thinking we might try a squad spar soon, see how it goes." Casual talk, nothing that would sound out coming from Cabal trainees. She lifted her head back up and sat straight.

[Avice Locke]

She looked at them while talking to her partner. "Aye, they be friends of yars?"

[Mathew Amtrum]

"No. I'd say very bitter enemies."

[Leon]

Strike smiled wide and almost chuckled, you could tell it was just on the edge of being a laugh that he was struggling to contain as he kept his dead stare on Preston. However, he would look away and notice Avice, and his face took on one of concern. Walking back over he would cough into his hand.

"Excuse me miss, I can't help but notice your wounds. Is there anything Prota can do for you? As a favor for a colleague of Mister Cunningham."

[Avice Locke]

She waved her good hand. "Thank ye for the offer but I've got somethin' already in the works. If for no other reason than I want 'em for I not be in dire need of 'em."

She'd not be telling the full truth but it wasnt a lie for sure. She had thoughts to how she'd get her limbs it was just getting out off the infirmary long enough to achieve them.

Hard truth it would likely be wise she not fall in Prota's clutches.

[Rozalin Kendal]

"I don't think he appreciates you working on your artistic skill, or your insight." Rozalin chuckled, her gaze following the young man as he offered the dark girl limbs. Pretty, and willful enough to improvise. Not bad. Even better, she had a head on her shoulders enough to know to turn down the offer. For all that kidnappings were rumors, openly inviting unknown tech from a questionable source was less than ideal.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Please, don't put yourself out on my behalf. Lord knows you guys will need all of your resources."

He'd smile kindly at Strike.

[Preston Salabim]

He kept working on his sketch, turning over to a new page when Avice showed up to start sketching her outline. Taking note of where her limbs ended and how she was supporting herself. He'd refer back to these later.

"A squad spar may be a good idea. Considering the result of the last battle we participated in, we can stand to hone our technique".

[John Strike]

Strike would bow his head at the decision.

"Very well, It is your choice after all. The offer will remain on the table if it's needed."

At Eric's comment Strike would chuckle.

"As you say. With such capable Dragons amongst your numbers, it's a wonder if we will even compare in the coming events."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Speaking of which. What's the crystal that your boy dropped do?"

He'd shift his weight and grin.

"Since you are offering to be helpful and all."