Remnants of the Earth

Alright then, I'm Flakeblood! Flakey is a totally fine nickname. I was recruited by Sibby, who's post is probably below mine.

I'm still working on a few character ideas, getting them fleshed out and stuff, but if anyone needs a compliment (or opposite) to their characters, let me know! That's how I get my best inspirations.
I swear I'll have my wants and limits up soon as well. I am determined!

That's all I got right now. Laters!

Having stalled for as long as he could, Kit slowly opened the door to the bathroom and looked out. Kay was no where in sight, which was good. Keeping a firm hand on the towel wrapped about his waist, he headed in towards the main room. He wasn't entirely sure if he'd find his clothes there, but maybe he'd be able to find a blanket to wrap himself in as opposed to a small towel.

Passing the kitchen, he heard a noise that was definitely a machine at work. A familiar sounding machine...

'No. No, no, no,' he thought, moving towards the noise.

He opened the door to find a washer. Washing his clothes. Which he now could not wear until done.

'No way.'

Kit closed his eyes in despair before moving out of the kitchen. He kept them closed as he leaned against the wall in the hallway, contemplating. He couldn't just hide out in the bathroom. And what was he, scared? Certainly not! Though... he still wasn't sure he felt comfortable walking around in just a towel. Kit was completely unsure as to what he should do to solve the problem; So, he simply stood.

Once inside the bathroom Kit took a quick look around. It was fairly standard, for a woman that is, with perfumed soaps, little nick knacks, and some other random hair and skin products laying around.

Kit wasted no time in removing his clothing, making sure to fold each article before placing it on the counter top, but left his boots on the floor below them. He then stepped into the shower, pulling the green curtain closed, and ran the water. Hopefully, Kay wouldn't mind if he used some shampoo and body wash. She was planning on leaving anyway.

The warm water was soothing, and Kit relaxed into it. It not only helped cleanse his skin, but it filled his nostrils with the fresh, crisp, clear smell of water. It smelled different than the water from Edanith, but he wasn't going to be picky. It beat what he had smelled all day. Except for maybe the flowers he bought.

A small blush worked its way to Kit's face as he recalled Kay. He had gotten into quite a few awkward situations with her, and he had only just met her today. She seemed oblivious to this, and Kit wondered if maybe it was just a thing for people on Aedolith.

He tried not to dwell on it too much, and instead lost himself in the sound of the water flowing from the shower head.

Kit sighed softly. He decided to try and persuade her later. Right now, he supposed that he had better try to clean himself a bit.

He followed Kay a bit before asking, "Do you have any extra bathroom commodities you could let me use? I would like to wash up."

Ratsul, I ask only because I wanted to know if Syl would be leaving Aedolis with the escape attempt, or if he would just be a temporary helping hand who stayed behind. Either way is perfectly fine. Since he is a wanderer, I suppose the other characters wouldn't necessarily have to take him since he could always leave on his own?

Ismene, if she'd already be at the port, that works out great!

Kit walked at a pace that was much faster than necessary to get where he was going. He absolutely refused to try another hotel. After trying, and failing, to find one that wasn't overrun with drug addicts and one-night-stand couples, he was giving up. He refused to stay in a hotel where that sort of crap had been going on. He gave a slight shiver as he remembered the lustful stares he had gotten from many of the occupants.

Finally, he arrived at the small store selling flowers that he had noticed before. He bought a small bouquet of anthurium flowers. They were red leaf-shaped flowers with a delicate yellow stigma in the center.

He walked with slow steps back towards the one place he might be able to stand sleeping.

'Well, if I'm allowed to stay,' he thought.

Kit eventually reached his final destination, resolving to sleep on his ship if this didn't go as planned. He pulled his scarf over his mouth nervously and knocked at the door. Hopefully, Kay would let him back in.

Had he not had tampered and taken control of his emotions long ago, he would have burst out laughing. As it was, a tiny smirk blossomed on his face before he wiped it off again. He was immediately thankful for his scarf.

"You are only now thinking this?" He turned towards Kay. "Assuming the best of people is admirable, but in this situation, it may get you killed."

He turned back to the door and opened it. He lingered for a moment on the threshold before closing the door and speaking again, hand still on the handle.

"I will return in the morning. Do not act differently from before. I hope to have good news."

Kit sighed. "No use doing a rush job," he murmured, already thinking over options.

He'd have to go back to the space port at least once, to test out security himself. He'd likely also have to establish contacts faster than he was used to. Trustworthy people, especially in his line of business, were hard to come by. Even if you could find someone, they'd take just as much convincing that you were trustworthy, too.

"I will need some time to establish contacts and gather information," Kit said, "Then I can plan accordingly."

He looked at Kay. "Is this acceptable?"

Kay's explanation cleared up a few things Kit had wondered about. She was truly desperate. While it might not be the best thing for her logic, at least he knew she'd put everything she had into escaping. Her other response to him was... unexpected, but her labeling might keep her from intentionally putting him at risk.

"No accounting for taste I suppose..." Kit murmured. He opened his eyes completely and looked directly at Kay.

"Nonetheless, I will help. I have done this sort of thing before... It will require planning though. As I mentioned earlier, I haven't visited this planet until now. I don't want any unpleasant surprises."

Kit couldn't help the eye twitch when Kay admitted to being a psychic. It was the one not covered by his hair; Damn. He didn't care at the moment though. Had his initial hunch been right? Was she reading his mind? No, that couldn't be correct. She didn't seem to want to use her powers, given that she was afraid of the government finding her.

He sighed and closed his eyes, settling his face a bit more into his scarf. He honestly didn't need the trouble. Sure, he'd done jobs like this before, but he'd never had an entire country that would oppose him. Usually it was only a small group of people he had to out-maneuver. Here, he couldn't count on anyone, and the entirety of the military force would be against him, not just some outlaws.

Kit decided to get a feel for how willing she was to assist with the escape. If she was going to be some damsel in distress and not contribute then he couldn't do anything.

"I'm not interested in your money kid. I could get more by trading, and I wouldn't have the military after me for that either."

Of course, he wasn't completely adverse to the idea, but he had no ideas on how to leave. It was he first visit to Aedolis after all, and he had yet to establish any contacts or learn the ins and outs of the underground business here. He'd need serious commitment and help to even begin to pull this off.