Glayp'neir

Sharpe nods and pulls up three chairs, setting them with roughly equal distance from each other. He looks up at Jian and asks a question of him.

"So did Jack say what he was going to do or did he leave you in the dark?" He asks, and he looks out the window to find Rich doing... something. It looks like he's trying to maybe focus on something, or he's thinking about something else, but from behind he really can't tell what exactly he's doing. He starts walking out to try and talk to him, maybe get a response. He'd rather have him inside to help explain what they found, as well to keep Jian a bit more calm since RD tends to come off a bit friendlier. He put his hand in his pocket to make sure the knife was indeed there from the crime scene. That's another thing, Jian could jump to conclusions if just he pulled it out, all the more reason to get RD inside.

As he walks out he has even less of an idea of what the man could be doing, as he is straight behind him now, and the man's musculature now obscures everything that would be in front of him.

"RD? You good? Wealthy?" he asks, if not very loudly. He takes a few steps closer, but he still honestly can't see a damn thing.

"Kinda would like it if you'd talk to Jian with me since you saw the scene too." He adds, so that at least he has a bit of urgency to his voice.

Richard draws his focus back to the area around him and quickly tucks his soul trap back under his breastplate, then turns back to the house, "Yea', i'm good, just felt a bit queasy there for a sec, sorry bout' that." He pats Sharpe on the shoulder as he walks past him towards the house. "Not a problem man, this is a pretty good chance ta' let him know what we found out... I'm guessing no one else is home?" He asks Jian in a friendly manner, though he already knew the answer, no one else had come to greet them and he couldn't hear any other sounds other than Hitomi dashing around the house and the soft purring of the nearby cat; so the other residents were either still out or sound asleep.

"... Good. I kinda wanna to keep this discussion private, yanno', out of respect for your... well... privacy... and this info may be a bit sensitive, so I'll allow you to decide who else needs to know... That's speakin' fer' mahself by the way; Sharpe, on the other hand, may feel differently. This info, like i said, is a bit volatile and may put the others in danger if they aren't informed of the possible risks. Come, take a seat." He gestures both Sharpe and Jian to the chairs the former had kindly set up in preparation for said discussion, after he explains his circumstances behind giving Jian the info.

RD takes his own seat and crosses his left leg across his knee, then crosses his left arm across his chest, stroking his chin with his right hand. He mulls over where to begin for a moment and then points to Jian with his right hand, "Right, so as ya know Point-man and I..." he gestures towards Sharpe as 'Point-man' as to alleviate any confusion, "... took off ta go handle ah bounty at teh Eman Ytirucsbo inn." He still wasn't sure whether he mispronounced it but tried to ignore it and continued. "While at this inn i had a discussion with a man named Garbin Toshurta, who was accompanied by a man named Yun. He also mentioned traveling with some woman who is 'retrieving sheep' for the eastern emperor."

Richard paused for a moment, seeking any trace of recognition on Jian's face towards either of the names he mentioned as well as the woman, then continued, "Turns out the man is a kinda of go-between fer the 'Crimson Claw of Na'Hog' nd the 'Recudor Underdogs'. Definitely some kinda big shot." RD then revealed a few lollipops from his pocket, offering the men the treats while sticking a third in his mouth after unfurling it.

"Seems this Yun nd' whoever the lady is hired em' to track down some of the eastern refugees...  Anyway, he gave me a bit ah' info, told me that they located ah' eastern refugee somewhere in the woods, running wit' a bunch of thieves, but never mind that fer now, its a mission for another time, should you wish to pursue it. What really intrigued me was a note book he carried... It had many names and descriptions of refugee targets they're supposed to locate and apparently capture, and YOU my friend, are at the top of that list." He pointed at Jian, then played with the lollipop in his mouth a bit as he let that info sink in."

Continuing his monologue, Richard broke the silence with "He then gave me a bit ah' side info, basic info 'bout how most of the refugees they're looking for are escaped prisoners who had tried ta wage war against the eastern king, nd' moved here looking for ah' place ta hide after gettin' away." He shrugged, "I'm not sure how accurate that is, sounds like a poor excuse for a cover-up to me... Anyway In regards ta you, apparently yer' worth quite ah' bit among a few select people on that list, unfortunately yer' also the only one they know is close by at the moment. So ya have A LOT of possible pursuers right now. Luckily their info seems ah' bit off though. Seems this Yun thinks you're up in the mountains... If ya wanna to see the list, Sharpe nabbed it at the end of my discussion with Tosh."

Richard allowed that review to set in as well, before continuing, "Unfortunately, that's not all we discovered at the Eman Ytirucsbo..." Not caring whether or not he got it wrong anymore he re-adjusted the lollipop in his mouth again, closing his eyes and allowing his mind to fall back to the grisly scene they had witnessed before vacating the inn.

"Our contact... the man we were sent ta' escort... we discovered him dead in his room, possibly killed by a woman who had been sharing the room wit' him moments before..." He paused as he remembered the crucial detail behind the man's death; "How does that concern you? Well as the recurring theme of the evening, he happened ta be eastern as well, and he was carrying something a bit special on em', we figured it'd be better if you had it, we couldn't make heads or tails of what was so special about it." He gestured that Sharpe should now bring out the item they found wrapped in cloth.

"Oh yeah he also had this satchel with all this paper in it in his room." He says as he unslings the bag he had forgotten was on his person this entire time, and offered it to Jian.

Jian stands there thinking for a moment.

"I don't recall Jack mentioning anything, yet I was asleep during the time, so I am quite clueless. He might've said something without me knowing.", he simply says before being guided to the chairs to sit down and hear out what RD has to talk about. His face changes it's expression quite often, some things ring a bell, some don't. Him being the top of the list leaves open a lot of questions to him though. What makes him the person of interest in this matter? He can't really tell. He is aware of people wanting to rid out the eastern part which managed to get away, but why is he the main target? He will need some time to establish some connections to their manhunt and the motives before being able to clear answers.

Hearing about the man that got killed is also a shocking addition to that, as they seem to be going fully at it to complete their objective. Most of the information given to him is quite unknown ground though. Who is that Tosh they mean? And those gangs also do not change anything, he doesn't know them either. He barely went to Eman Ytirucsbo, so he doesn't know what's going on there aswell.

Trying to understand what exactly the situation is, he is being handed the satchel with the papers, going through them carefully, remaining silent before he is going to give any answers to what he was told. He needs to check these first and take a moment to think before taking an action from that point out.

Jack returned home 6.433275 nanoseconds sooner than he thought. He found Jian, Sharpe, and Richard discussing something. Jack felt that whatever it was, it could wait.

"Sharpe, Richard, your back. I was out trying to get more information about the quarantine, but I guess Jian probably already told you that. It's seems that it's going to be over soon. It's been contained, and the people who unleashed it on the public have been caught and will be executed. I tried to find out more, but the authorities don't want such information getting out I guess. Apparently the scoundrels were part of a cult. That's all the intel I could gather, but I assume you all know which cult this probably is. Although it still doesn't make sense, why don't the police want anyone to find out about the cult. Any ideas?"

Jian rifles through the pages, taking a quick look at it. Most of it is written in his own language, but many of the pages are simply notes or references. There doesn't seem much amiss with the mans writings. From the way its written he could suggestively be a journalist or just a travel enthusiast. Most the writings are just about social aspects and communal differences between various places in Glayp'nier- most notably the differences in class in Recudor. It's one of the few cities that divides their districts into classes and sub-classes. But this is all uninteresting stuff. At one point Jian finds a letter, persumeably something the man was writing, as it was unfinished and written in hastily applied ink.

He begins to read;
"For whom it may concern,
As of recent my situation has become a bit more tight than I am used to. My status as a foreigner
has come with uncomfortable and most undesirable situations, and yet I continue my research
on the culture here in hopes to find a more common understanding and ground between our races.
As of late I have heard rumors from my wife suggesting that she was being followed by people
associated with the conflict in the east. So at this point my only concern is a transfer for me and
my wife for the safety of-"
And the letter ends there.

The only other thing Jian can find is a note written in common tongue stating;
"Meet me in Vinayes"

Sharpe takes the candy but just puts it in his pocket for later use. Granted, he'll accept gifts from friends but he views it as odd in a situation like this. Though it's probably a mechanism that RD uses to lighten the mood. He leans forward, his legs spread apart, with his hands clasped and fingers intertwined. As soon as RD mentions the dagger, Sharpe pulls it out from his pocket and hands it with the hilt facing toward Jian so he could grab it.

"We found that on the man, looked similar to what you have, figured you'd know more. We have a lot on our plate at the moment, but the safety of our friends that we can directly influence and help takes top priority." He says, earnestly.

He looks up to see Jack walking in.

"No, Jian didn't tell us where you went. He didn't know." He says. He looks down at his hands, retracting his fingers a few times and resumes their original formation. He quickly looks up to Jack again.

"So they're going to lift it? And there was a cult involved? Did they say what the name of the cult was? We were at the bounty board, first job fell through, we were just telling Jian about it since it concerns him. Saw a job on the board, talking about a 'Cult of the Bloodmoon'. Would that be the cult you're referring to by any chance? I don't know if this is tied to the same phenomena from Vikuur." He says. He leans back, crossing his arms, waiting patiently for an answer.

RD glances at the door as Jack comes in, "Oi Jack! Good to see ya seem to be doin' alright."

He listens to Jack's explanation of the quarantine's status, and the identity of some cult behind it.

"Hmm. Definitely a bit odd that they told ya a group is responsible but didn't bother explainin' who or what ta look out for in case there're others runnin' around the city..."

Richard shifts the lollipop around in his mouth, trying to think of a logical reason not to tell a curious passerby the identity of the group but honestly can't think of one.

"Nah, doesn't make much sense at all... Smells like a bad cover-up, or mayhaps the people there knew about as much about em' as you did... Ya said they're to be executed... what, no trial? and if there is going ta be one, it may be a good idea to go see it, or at least i'd like to..."

He pauses, staring at Jack as if there was something he wanted to ask him... something important...

"OH YEAH!" He says almost jumping out of the chair he was sitting in, gesturing to Sharpe as he rose from his seat. "I almost forgot! Point-man wanted ya ta check out that tracker thingy he's got! It seemed as if it was busted, off center in one way or another, and you tinker a bit right? Well we were hoping you could take a look at it for us."

"This note", he interrupts everyone, not even noticing that Jack came in.
"Not sure who wrote this, but it might give information... Maybe. But yet, if it's written by someone else, it might be a trap. We're supposed to meet someone, maybe the dead man, or maybe someone finding him, at Vinayes. Maybe we are not even supposed to meet someone there, but well, it's a hint."

He keeps wondering if this gives him a hint to where his brother is located for him to leave his message, but he doesn't quite know who wrote that note anyway. In any case, he left to go into his room, pulling the blade out of the wall with the note fallng into his hand. He then comes back, flipping said blade in his hand once.

"This blade...", he starts, "Didn't you say that you can fix it up RD? I finally decided for it. I'd like to have it repaired, with the family-engravement still being apparent, if possible."

Things might take a turn here, either for the worse or better, depending on what the note might mean.

"Hmph, guess I actually have to wait for tomorrows paper to get any answers"

Having learned his lesson on how counter productive it is to worry about problems that be answered immediately, Jack stopped thinking of the quarantine and tried to listen in on what Jian was saying.

"Hmm, interesting. I can't read it but it looks like he was cut off before finishing writing the letter, and why would he switch languages when writing "Meet me in Vinayes"? My guess is that he was murdered just as he was writing and the murderer wrote the English. But the question here is who was supposed to get the message."

Suddenly, Jack ears catch word of the device Richard mentioned. He immediately swipes it, mumbling as he analyzes it

"two knobs...possibly for tuning a signal...buttons...lots of buttons. Oh why hello there. There's two panels on the back"

Jack gently nudges the panels.

"Ok, this one seems to be loose, so I can open it. The other is sealed shut. For all I know this could be a bomb, so rather than just wildly fiddling around with the buttons and knobs, lets take a look at the inside of this. Let's start with the panel that I can open, and if there's nothing under that, I'll try to pry the other open with my knife."

Sharpe looks at his job note and notices that the place the couple was supposed to be escorted was Vinayes. He notes the names though, Nathan Trisperry and Amanda Trisperry. While there are definitely possbilities, Eastern names usually did not sound like "Trisperry", though it might have been an alias, or the man's partner's name.

He looks up at Jian.

"My job involved escorting those people to Vinayes, but the names don't match." He says, handing the slip to Jian. He looks back at RD who mentioned showing Jack the radar, and he reached into his pocket to pull it out only to find it was not there. He looked up to Jack to find it in his hands, being examined.

"How the hell did you...?" He begins, but stops, thinking not much point in going further with that tangent, seeing as how he was now tinkering with the device. He hears a mention of a bomb and quickly gets up, walking into the back room.

"If you're going to experiment with it and say that, you might want to either go outside or we should back the hell up. I'm not about to take some shrap, man" He says and walks into the hall way and around the corner, but keeping his head poked around to watch Jack play around with the device.

"Take that as ah no then'?" Richard says glancing at Jack with a raised eyebrow as he watches the man ignore him and begin to tinker with the tracker he somehow swiped from Sharpe.

He then turns to Jian as to answer his question about repairing his family heirloom, "Hm? Oh yeah, it's not ah necessarily easy fix but i should be able tah repair it somewhat if not reforge it. I'd keep the engraving though of course, problem is I need ah forge of course, nd' some blacksmiths have ah real problem wit' an outsider in their work-space, usin' their hearth. I'll have ta visit teh smith here later nd' see what can be done."

After he hears Jack mumble about the tracker possibly being a bomb though he decides to move the schedule up a bit, "... A-heh... well then, haps' I should take that trip now... might catch some info on the location of the others if i get lucky... nd' well... not... die... in a horrible explosion..." He mumbles under his breath as he turns away from Jian.

"Ah, that is good enough, as long as it makes it more durable, keeping the original engravement.", he says in relief, happy to hear that something can be done with it. Jian then hands RD the blade, pushing it over the table to him. He then streches once, yawning, as he still is not fully awake by now.

Jian wants to visit Ayame still, he also has to talk to Ms. Keil, he wants a few questions answered by her. There now is also this dump of papers and the murder of that man, includng the fact that he tries to track down his brother aswell.

So much to do, so much to see, there's no end to what possibilities there are right now. Everyone has something going down without any proper guideline for them to follow, which can make things more chaotic than they are already, at least in Jian's eyes. The paper-slip, as mentioned, does not match, thus, he doesn't see any connection with it. As RD then announces him taking the trip, Jian wonders about his mumbling a bit.

"Pardon? I didn't understand that last bit too well", he then says to catch his attention again.

Jack checked the removable panel. The device was definitely an old world electronic, but behind the panel were newly made batteries. They seemed somewhat crudely made, but they were obviously functional and recently made by, probably by whoever found the device."

"Well this is quite note worthy. Says alot about the people who were using the device, but not much about the device itself."

"Sorry Sharpe, didn't want to waste anytime that i could..er... examine this. Father taught me how to pickpocket as a simple parlor trick. I practiced it further and further while I was in the orphanage so that I could get revenge on the bullies there...grr"

Jack grunted as he concentrated on applying the perfect amount of pressure while prying open the second panel with his knife.

"and as for the bomb comment, don't worry, I was mostly joking. There's only a 5.23% chance it's a bomb, a 6.71% chance I can't defuse it, and an extremely minuscule chance that i'd need to toss it out the window."

Jack manages to open the second panel, though the part draws a quick spark, startling him. After fiddling around with it, he isn't able how to reproduce whatever happened, so he doesn't worry further about it. Looking at the insides, there seem to be wires made off copper going through some odd rubber tubing along a circuit board. Though the cables seem to have been cut and the circuitboard itself is charred. Instead a fine but strong pair of gold tubing runs along the inside, connecting the two small rectangular catalysts to the device itself. This is likely where the power comes from. He looks at the other hatch again noticing that these catalysts are still very vibrant, suggesting that the device was either replenished recently or drains extremely slowly- if at all. The panels don't exactly help him very much for now so he continues to fiddle around with the device, getting a bit lost in thought.

Moments later, he finally decides to share his findings. It's both primitive and advanced in a way... The two knobs can be turned, one to move the screen up or down, the other to move it left or right, although it seems that the outline of the buildings loose focus the further away from the center one scrolls. He hasn't been able to figure out most of the buttons, but one of them seems to zoom in and out between two settings, one showing two districts worth of cityscape, and the other  seemed to reset the device, making the screen fade out to dark and then fate in, centered on his location with once again the dots appearing on the screen- though some of them seem to be missing now. The only ones he can see are two yellow ones and a blue skull at the very top of the screen. Upon messing around with it again he manages to scroll a good ways up. The image has faded out entirely by that point, but the dots seem to be too close to be in the northern district, suggesting whoever has the yellow and blue crystals are in central. Once again the other buttons don't seem to do anything to his knowledge.

Sharpe comes out, away from the wall back into the living room, looking at the device. He waves at RD as he walks out, but he doesn't think RD caught his farewell gesture. He gets closer to Jack, looking close at the screen itself. He points for Jack to move the screen up, then down toward their current location, and then zoom out to show the overall route.

"That must be where Doc and Air are. Why'd they go back to Central? If anything they should have told us they were going, even if the quarantine is getting lifted it may well still be unsafe."

He walks over to the window and looks out. After a few moments of pondering what they might be going through, he looks back at Jack.

"I'd rather just wait for them to come back, but if they seem to stop or start frantically moving around, I won't hesitate to go after them assuming you guys'll stay put since if you just leave too we'll end up orbiting again."

RD pauses to respond to Jian just before he walks off the front door-step. "Ah. Well Jack said there might be a-" Just then Jack explains the chances of there actually being a bomb within the device were low, EXTREMELY low. Richard also takes the oddly precise, almost mechanical, calculations to note, but brushes them off; he doesn't think too much of them. "Oh... Well then." He relaxes somewhat and turns his attention back to Jian, "I was gonna say i usually let the explosives experts handle the explosives, but it seems sticking around'll be fine. Either way imma' go get this done while i have a chance."

He shrugs and turns to leave again when he hears Sharpe explain that the others seem to be in Central and pauses yet again, trying to figure out if waiting was really the best option.

Deciding it would be much better to find them as soon as possible he says "Hmm, Point-man, you should go ahead nd' pursue em'. I can keep an eye on Jian, Jack, and Hitomi ere', that way if anything else comes up, they have somewhere they wanna go, or somethin' they gotta do, i'll have their backs. You have a working radar now, right? Should be alright if we can get one of those crystal things you said it tracks, or if someone among the three of us has one already." He glances at each of the three men, hoping either Jack or Jian had one, or Sharpe would offer his own and go locate the missing members of the team using the now-repaired 'tracker'.

Explosives, that never sounds good to Jian. Yet, he tries to ignore off the fact that someone uses those to get things settled. He rests a finger on his forehead, thinking for a moment.

"Mh.. Crystals, I have none. And... staying here longer? I am not sure if I can just sit around with these papers, doing nothing. Yet, if it really is the best way to go, I guess I can't help it but sit down and do exactly that.", he says, not sure on how to wage the current standing.

"You see, I got people to talk to. I got someone to track down. It all is somewhat complicated. And to be honest, I don't even know what to do first myself. With all this new stuff coming up, it's just a list of events getting longer and longer. I'd like a plan, a guideline, something that would make clear how things are done."

He sighs once, thinking a bit more. He can't help it, no real order comes to mind, worst case, he'll have to do things as they come to him. He ruffles his own hair in a bit of a nervous haste, trying to come up with what to do first at least, still no real conclusion. Another sigh and he drops his hands on the table.

"This is somewhat frustrating right now, I need to calm down.", he adds to his reaction, getting up to make some tea.

"Amazing, it's a fully integrated protraction/electronic hybrid. I'd give my third most valuable possession just to find out who made this...huh...oh yes crystals. I have one on me, so I guess the radar can be used to track me, but what I don't get is the skull and crossbones. What does it represent and how does the crystal relay such information back to the device. I can imagine this is going to require some serious experimentation.

Sharpe puts his hand to his chin, looking down. He could go after them but he already resolved if they made any sudden movements.

"I said I would wait to see if they made any sudden, frantic moves. Has anything changed on their or are they still at their current position?" he says, and walks over. He shakes himself a tiny bit at the sight of a second skull and crossbones.

"Oh boy... That means another crystal broke. You see when we found the device, we found out that one of the crystals was broken, so that's why it showed up as a skull and crossbones." He steps away and looks out the window again, balling his fists.

"That either means that the crystal broke for a random reason, or they're being attacked. If they were being attacked however..." He trails off as he comes back to look at the radar,"They would have started falling back to a safer position by now, or just running. I'm going to wait on this like I said already. I don't want to have to go through the trouble of going back in there unless I really need to."

He looks over at Jian who is brewing some tea.

"You think you could brew a few more servings? Might do me some good too, man. Also what business did you mention that you had to take care of? Who did you need to meet with? If that's the case I could take you to where you need to go personally."

RD stares at his former comrade; obviously confused by his decision to do nothing even though he had basically been given the go ahead, and in light of the current discovery of one of the other group's crystals breaking.

"... Yeah yer right Jian, this is a bit frustrating..." Richard says as he takes a few steps back into the house, scratching his head."...Currently Doc and Air are in a known danger zone and possibly in trouble as we sit 'round twiddling our thumbs. I just suggested a way we could both check up on em' nd' get whatever the rest of us needed done at the same time, yet yeh wanna wait fer 'sudden moves' Point-man? Look, ya said this device shows the indicator as a skull whenever the crystals break right? Well, what if they were lured into a trap and hit the ground pretty hard? Or were attacked and incapacitated by the hit, breaking the crystal in the process? Maybe they even broke it themselves knowing that we've got the tracker and what happens when one of the crystals break, so they're attempting to contact us? Either way there's plenty of reasons for us to be weary of one of their crystals suddenly breaking! I would hope and assume they wouldn't break on their own, it'd make them terrible tracking devices."

RD shakes his head slowly as he walks towards Jack and indicates that he wants the device while still speaking to Sharpe, "Look man, i really want to locate Doc and the others, but i was willing to allow you to do it. I trust you and i wanted to assume you'd get the job done just as well, IF not better... than i could; so i was willing to take Jian and Jack to perform whatever tasks they needed to get done while you handled the situation. Unfortunately though it doesn't look like you're going to try and find them unless the situation is dire, which by that time it may be too late. What are you afraid of? I mean sure i have a rather hard-headed friend out there, but i'd still do what i can to help him if i thought he might need it, don't you have family out there? Who cares that they're in a quarantine, or that the guards may be difficult to pass? I'd be a bit more satisfied that we tried and failed, or we made it and everythin's peachy, rather than just waiting till we're sure its bad so we can swoop in and hopefully save the day. So I'll take the device and track em' down. Jack if ya could gimme a quick run down on how it works that'd be great..."

Richard takes a seat as he openly voiced his disappointment in the man's indecision, at the same time letting them know he wasn't willing to wait anymore after seeing the skull's appearance. "I thought ya wanted to find them as badly as i did Sharpe. Why wait now that we have the means? Jack and Jian are here and they're fine, thankfully. We have a tracker now and know the position of our comrades, GREAT! So NOW..." RD inhales sharply before finishing the thought "...we're gonna sit here nd' sip tea as we wonder what to do next..." Exhaling as he finishes.

Richard lightly face-palms and drags his hand down his face, then continues after a moment, now speaking more towards Jack. "Jack, as ya said, we don't know much about not only these crystals but the tracker itself. But what we do know is that when a crystal s' broken, it shows up on the tracker as ah skull and crossbones. We also can gather from the appearance of the dots on the tracker that some ah the crew within the quarantine have one and you have one and the tracker emits a signal of its own, so as long as ya stay with the group of people who don't have a crystal, the tracker should be able to keep tabs on that group."

He then turns to Jian, "Jian, you have a few things you want to get done, which is fine, as long as ONE of us..." Richard indicates Sharpe and himself "...stays with you in case anything happens." RD hinting at their earlier conversation about the numerous groups out for Jian's head while still trying to keep it private. "Jack would need to stick with you and whichever one of either Point-man or myself decides to stay."

"Meanwhile the other heavy hitter..." Yet again referring to himself and Sharpe, as they're the two people in the current company with the most combat experience, "... goes to find the other half of the group to make sure they're okay. To me its a plan that writes itself."

He simply takes in everything silently for now, brewing more tea like he was asked to. Seems like the others are quite in deep trouble aswell, which makes him feel very worried too. He still hasn't mentioned anything about Clarent, Jack and him being attacked after Clarent having that random urge to go and find the soul-trap the doc took away.

"... RD is right. Why turn down something that we haven't tried? We should ignore the small barriers and take the goal by what it is. I'd rather not lose people in a dire situation just because remained put in here. I can't... and won't agree with doing so, I really won't. So as said, let's get our asses off the ground, get moving, save the world once again... Not literally all of that, but in the same aspect of what I said. We go, save them and nothing will stop us."

Jian finished the tea, yet he doesn't seem hyped up or anything of the likes, he still just remains a bit frustrated and worried. The situation right now just doesn't allow him to feel different. But he likes RD's idea. He also is fairly motivated to get going now due to that being said.

"I don't think we should split, my matters can way a bit longer, let's go save them, really.", he then says, taking a sip of the tea, handing the other cups to everyone in the room.

Jack grinds his teeth slightly hearing Jian's comment

"Now he decides he want to go to central to save everyone. Where the hell was this side of him when I was telling the group to do just that?"

"I'm having a hard time connecting the dots here it seems. It doesn't make sense that they're in central but if the quarantine is almost over, who would be assaulting them, if the skull and cross bones means they are being attacked. There's no way that the authorities would be able to lie about the quarantine status...ah, but screw it all, the majority of everyone in this room is frustrated with sitting here, thumb where the sun does not shine, so by majority vote, onward to Central."

Sharpe takes some of the tea and turns away, looking back out the window. His hand shakes a little as his heart starts to pound and his adrenaline starts to kick in, warmer blood coursing to his muscles. RD knew how to rouse a rabble, he'd give him that. The man had a point as well, he was too preoccupied with not wanting everyone orbiting that a dozen other scenarios could have occurred as well. He finishes the tea and lightly places the cup back on the table from whence he grabbed it. He looks down at it, the dark residue now clear with bits of black or brown here and there, remnants of the actual herb. His fists still balled, his thumbs running over his knuckles, opening and closing again. His arm squirms a very minute bit, showing that his musculature is ready when he is. He looks up.
"The shit in central hits hard." he says simply. He grabs his scabbard and pulls his sword out whilst shifting into a front stance, left foot forward. He pulls the blade parallel to his eyes, edge pointed up, and he looks into his own eyes. He sees a warrior of such potential and strength, cunning and finesse. That's what his father said when he left to join Teyness. Was he showing weakness, doubt in that brief moment? Perhaps, but he can focus on that in a meditation. For now, action is what is required.
"But I hit harder." he says at last, sheathing the sword. He pats himself down and pulls on the armor interlaced with his coat, tugging to feel that it is firmly in place.
He puts his hat on and looks at the three of them.
"Well, what are we waiting for, you wanna live forever? We have comrades to save and vermin to kill." He turns right around and strides with purpose out the door. Sharpe is revisiting that which made him a soldier.

RD, still seated at the table, takes a sip of the tea presented to him, despite his earlier criticism; Feeling that to not do so would be rude to Jian, who had taken the time to brew and serve it. As an added fact he hoped the brew would calm his spirit somewhat and lower his chances of going berserk. And so he sipped the fragrant drink, quietly appreciating his point of view being seen so clearly, and agreed upon without much conflict.

"Hm. Ya definitely got a point Jian, stayin' together would be best. I was merely being sympathetic to ya'll havin' other things ya wanted to accomplish at the moment. And Jack, i'll tell ya honestly there's a chance that the crystal just broke. Could be that they aren't in any danger at all... or they could even have the authorities themselves attackin' em', i mean they are in a quarantined zone where there most likely shouldn't be any civilians whatsoever. Even then, why wouldn't they lie about the status of the quarantine merely to pacify the populace as they take more drastic measures to prevent it's spread? Then again, maybe they themselves were lied to... who knows..."

Richard shrugs as he takes another sip of the tea, and glances back towards Sharpe. He finds himself transfixed on the man as he seems to go into a form of standing meditation, balling and un-balling his fists over and over again, his entire body seemingly reacting to the points he [Richard] had brought up, muscles tightening and adrenaline pumping in preparation for something big. Richard himself couldn't help but feel the energy, the killer intent, that radiated off of the man as he takes a stance and says words of equal impact.

It Invigorated him.

As he finished off his cup RD could feel a grin, almost sadistic in nature, charge across his face. He sets the cup down lightly and rises from his seat rolling both of his shoulders and neck before following 'Point-Man' towards the door, his hands once again in his pockets, basking in the vigor Sharpe was giving off and satisfied that the soldier he once knew was still around, and more than willing to make a move when the situation called for action.

"Last one out locks up!" Richard offhandedly says to the two men still within the building. He then turns his attention back to Sharpe, "On our way to the zone we may wanna think of a plan of action to get past the guards... or through them if need be..."  Glancing back at Jack and Jian again he says, "...and mayhaps along teh way ya'll can tell me what happened ta you two while Point-Man and I were takin' care of business." He mentions as he finds himself curious as to what exactly happened to the sick girl he had seen earlier, Clarent was her name? Events had been moving a bit quickly before and he hadn't had a chance to bring it up, but the trek to the quarantine seemed a good chance to get a quick explanation as well as plan their next course of action.