The end of a long journey?

[Vulpes]

Vasily raised an eyebrow, and continued to watch Katarina. He cleared his throat again, to ensure there was no confusion this time, "As I said a moment of ago, you can." The man crossed his arms now, and while he developed a resistance to alcohol, he had not for whatever she gave him. It was a sincere answer. "Can I trust you, though? I'm just curious why I was chosen."

 

[Solaris]

Katarina's shoulders slumped in relief and she replaced her blaster. "I drugged you," Katarina replied a trifle bitterly, a sardonic smile on her face. "Eet ees only a, a truth serum. Leettle een the way of side-affects, and dze caffa counteracts dze worst of dzem - but for dze next few moments, you are eerreseesteebly compelled to speak nodzeeng but dze truth. A clever agent can evade, but eef he answers a direct question directly he cannot lie. Even I can't reseest eet completely."

She placed her own cup on the table, her eyes lingering on the half-empty cup with a sad, wistful little smile on her face. "I took a seemeelar dose, you know. I may 'ave leettle 'onor left, but I steell weell not subject a fellow to somedzeeng I would not subject myself to.

"Weell you join us, dzen, eef you are opposed to dze Seez and desire dze freedom of dze Empire?"

 

[Vulpes]

Vasily gave a chuckle at her words as he set his own mug down, with only a tiny bit more drank then hers. This was likely because he gulped his drinks down, no matter how hot, cold, or alcoholic they were. "Truth be told, I contemplated taking the caf you didn't offer me, incase you put something in it.." he grinned once more at the futility of that action. "Are you sure that wasn't why you drugged yourself as well?"

After asking that question, he slid down the wall and squated, resting his back on the wall. He looked back to Katarina and squinted his eyes, trying to tell if her own pupils were dilated. He couldn't really tell, but to him, he didn't care much about it. "Any chance you'll make me a non-drugged Caf? Or some water, if the water in this building is even safe to drink.." After a moment of being on the ground, he realized how much of a fool he looked and got back up. He shook his ankles a little bit and then said one more thing, "And for the record, I didn't actually think you dressed like a prostitute."

 

[Solaris]

Katarina covered her mouth to stifle a giggle at his quip. It wasn't true, of course, but it was still funny. "Maybe."

She frowned at him as Vasily shifted uncomfortably. She'd been remiss as a hostess - she was better-bred than that. "I 'ave anodzer chair, you know. You're more dzan welcome to seet een eet. You don't 'ave to stand dzere like a schoolboy brought before dze 'eadmeestress." She uncrossed her legs and stood up, finishing her cup of drugged caffa before she picked up his to take back into the kitchenette. "Dze caffa in dze pot eesn't drugged," she said, "so you can dreenk dzat weedzout fear.

"Or you can dreenk dze drugged cup, and I can teach you 'ow to neutralize drugs een your seestem weedz dze Force."

 

[Vulpes]

Vasily looked to the corner of the room and slowly moved his hand over his face, slowly sliding it down until it got to his chin. "Huh..well I'll be.." he said, as he walked over and lifted up the chair with his left hand. He set it by the table and then looked to the small kitchen. There, he saw the caffa pot, still heated by the device. Vasily walked over to it and poured himself a fresh cup of caffa and parked himself back into the recently discovered chair.

"An interesting proposition, something I had tried doing before, but rather with venom." Vasily took a sip of the drink before continuing, "I don't know how much in particular you know about me, but on Kalee, there are quite a few dangerous creatures. I encountered a small bite from a snake or spider of some sort, I'm not sure what. The err.. attempts weren't as successful. I was able to stop the flow, but was unable to filter it out of my bloodstream." He shrugged, thinking of how much more talkative he was today than normal. Especially for a man who spent much of his time away from civilization. But, uhh.. I think I'll pass for this time."

 

[Solaris]

"Eet's easy, once you know dze treeck to eet," Katarina replied. She made a face at him when he insisted on pouring his own caffa; that was hardly proper. Even if she had drugged him, it was just plain rude.

"Can I get you somedzeeng to eat, dzen?" Katarina asked as she dithered in the kitchen; the immediacy of business over with, she felt the urge to act as the hostess and ensure the guest's comfort - at least before they got into further business. "I promeese, no drugs or anydzeeng like dzat." She held up a hand, her expression deadpan. "Knight's 'onor."

 

[Vulpes]

Vasily spent a large portion of his time isolated prior to the meeting, and even before then, was his service to the Empire. He wasn't used to others pouring his drinks, unless they worked behind a counter. To Vasily, it was just like any other action, he did not realize that to many it could be considered rude. He blew at the drink for a moment as he turned around to his honey-haired host.

He nodded his head towards her, "That'd be excellent, if it's not a burden to you, of course." He took a sip and then smiled, "Still tastes the same, whatever you used is pretty damn effective," he said, in an almost complimenting manner. "Now I'll take that promise this time, I don't feel like overdosing on that sort."