((Logged 8/11/2000))

Shakhan Square, Fountain
Contents:
Luka
Kale
a Small Wooden Sign

Luka splashes her fingers in the fountain, sitting upon the edge of the wide 
stone railing. The crowd moves about her on their evening business, primarily 
heading towards their homes for dinner. Here and there streetlights flicker, 
shining in the warm air of Bledavik's night.

Kale walks down the street, glancing warily around. People give the demi-human 
plenty of space, some out of lotheing and fear, others just wanting to avoid 
running into him. Kale stops near the fountain a moment to put down his rather 
large, heavy bag, and rest his tired legs.

Luka raises a hand to her mouth to stifle a yawn, dripping the cool waters of 
the fountain from her fingers. Catching sight of Kale, she nods a pleasant 
greeting. Then she sets her hand back to the waters, content to run the liquid 
over her skin.

Kale nodding in return to the young women, Kale starts rumming in his bag. 
Taking out a small notebook and pen, he begins righting something down, looking 
up time to time to look at the fountain.

Luka glances up at the sound of the pen scribbling, arching an eyebrow in 
interest. "You like the fountain?" she asks softly, the faint northern blend of 
her accent in contrast to the desert drawls of the crowd about her. "It -is- 
beautiful, isn't it?"

Kale looks up from his note book. "Definatly. One of the few reason I visit 
Bledivek anymore, in fact. Do you come here often..." Kale pauses as he realizes 
he doesn't know her name.

Luka smiles, nodding quietly in agreement. "Luc," she replies mildly, taking her 
hand out of the waters and flicking droplets across the fountain. "I love it 
here. It's so..." she shakes her head happily, murmering softly into the high 
collar of her vest. "Wonderful. So peaceful."

Kale nods slowly, and gazes into the fountains waters. "That it is. If only the 
rest of the world were as placid as this..." Kale looks back towards Luka. "I'm 
Kale, by the way."

Luka nods in response, looking back up to the sky as it darkens. "It's a 
pleasure to meet you, Kale. And I agree. Places of peace are so rare in this 
world... it's all that one can do to keep them so safe. Sometimes I wonder if it 
can even be done."

Kale says, "Too true. This world seems so full of conflict, I often wonder if 
there is anyone left untouched by violence or strife. "

Luka sweeps her hand across the surface of the fountain, still half-bent over 
the edge. "I suppose there must be. Nisan is in particular a place of peace, and 
I advocate that strongly. But even they were touched by the Murders a few months 
ago... it is a shame that innocence seems to be an enemy of god, as if it 
somehow offends."

Kale tilts his head to the side. "That thought has plagued me more then once. 
But murders in Nisan? I never heard anything about that..."

Julian has arrived.

Luka nods. "Two men were killed there. One was a soldier, the other was an 
Etone... it seems to have ended, but it's terrible that violence struck even 
there." Looking faintly distressed, she takes her hand out of the water and 
shakes it off again. "I suppose it only makes those rare moments of peace all 
the more valuable and precious."

Kale shakes his head sadly. "That's terrible...in Nisan of all places." Kale 
looks at his reflection in the water, then skims the surface with his tail 
thoughtfully.

Julian squenches his eyes from the late summer glare, making his way leisurely 
up the square steps, his worn boots still clacking, "I've come to appreciate the 
peace as well" he notes simply

The ripples of both Luka's hand and Kale's tail cross and intersect, breaking 
the reflection of the sunset-touched clouds into shards of crimson velvet. Luka 
glances up away from the fountain to note Julian, nodding a brief greeting that 
is just as pleasant as the one she gave Kale. "It is terrible how there are some 
who feel that such moments and times only exist to be destroyed," she replies 
mildly. "When everyone needs a little peace to retreat to."

Kale looks up at the newcomer. Kale's ears twitch as he trys to remember where 
he's seen that face before...and then he remembers. A thousands reponces whip 
through Kale's mind, but he only says, "Hello, Julian."

Julian joins the two, nodding and faintly smiling, "A simple life is best I've 
found" he bows to the Doctor, the hard work and life evident on his dirted 
clothes, "...it's good to see you again" he smiles then looks to Kale, "Hey, 
good to see you again" he replies, with not quite the same infliction

Luka moves over on the fountain's wide stone railing to give Julian room to sit, 
dusting the scuffed dirt from the space. "Simplicity... if only," she laughs, 
fishing through the soft pouch at her side for a peach bought earlier from the 
market stands. Raising an eyebrow faintly at Julian and Kale's recognition of 
each other, she falls silent to let them talk.

Kale looks at Julian. "The last time we met, I was...rude to say the least. I 
want to apologize for that. How are you doing?" Kale looks back into the waters 
of the fountin, watching ripples spread.

Julian smiles and takes the seat next to Luka on the rail, "It's fine, I've 
learned to forgive quite easily........in part due to the doctor here." he 
grins, looking at the woman, "Anyone can have a simple life, what's stopping you 
from retiring, moving to a little village on the surface, settling down, maybe 
making a few babies?" his impish grin lights up

Luka laughs softly, shaking her head with a touch of regret. "It's good to hear 
that you're doing well, Julian. Har and I had worried... " She trails her hand 
through the waters again, enjoying the thick murmer of the crowds about them 
with the vibrant dialect of Bledavik. "It's not quite the right time for that, 
I'm afraid. But, little bits of peace... when it's possible."

Kale shifts in his seat, and gently skims the waters surface with his tail 
again, staying silent as Luka and Julian talk.

Julian looks over the water, sighs for a moment, then looks up to the doctor, 
"I'm not quite fine yet" he smiles, "but I'm learning to be" he looks up towards 
the sky, his eyes full of some inner sadness, "I'm glad that at least someone 
worries........well, not that you worry per se, but........well, you get my 
point right?" he smiles

Luka laughs again, chiding Julian with, "Oh, Har and I worry. But we've kept our 
eyes and ears open, and so haven't been as worried as we could be. Is there 
anything you're lacking at this time?" She glances at Kale curiously, asking 
Julian, "You've encountered one another before?"

Kale puts away his note book, and nods. "Yes, in Kislv. I almost provoked a 
fight, unfortuntly." His ears twitch at the memory.

Julian nods slightly, "Yes, a few trivial gear parts, and some fuel.........." 
he stops for a moment, slightly ashamed at something, "...and....well, to be 
honest, some food." his face falls, "I've broken myself catching the ferry from 
Kislev........" he looks away, then distracted by the question, "Yes, he was a 
rather angry young man, quite the zealot." he smiles, "Reminds you of anyone 
Luka?" 

Luka eyes Julian's appearance. "Perhaps I should treat the both of you to a 
decent meal while I'm here," she laughs softly, ducking her head. "And yes... 
too many people are too willing to attack first and ask questions later, even 
when told that their would-be opponents are peaceful." Shaking her head, she 
murmers under her breath, "Far, far too many."

Kale 's ears twitch at the mention of both gear parts and food. "What do you 
need in the way of parts, Julian? I recently aquired some you might be able to 
use." Kale looks toward Luka. "I've done that several times, sadly. The last one 
almost got me killed..." Kale stares off into some vista of the mind for a 
minute. "A meal would be nice..."

Julian rearranges himself on his perch, nodding in quiet agreement before 
looking over Luka, a thought suddenly appearing, "...Luka, how is Sig?" his face 
appears worrisome, "I sent a message, but no reply. That's why I came, I was 
hoping to meet him........." he looks down at his feet

Luka turns away from them both, signaling for one of the dozens of traveling 
vendors to come over. Peddling various flavors of food to the night crowd, one 
wheels his stand with fried meats and breads to the fountain. "Sigurd... is 
quite stressed, I am afraid. He seems to be doing well, physically," she selects 
only a few more fruits for herself, nodding for Kale and Julian to take what 
they want. "Although he shows signs of barely contained pressure and a stronger 
fanaticism for combat. Oh... and Julian," she murmers quietly, "I have been 
watching over 'Del... he arrived after Adesha."

Kale takes a small peice of bread and fruit. "Sigurd? I saw him recently...he 
does seemed stressed."

Julian sighs, looking vaguly disturbed by the news, "Stressed.............dear" 
he nods to Luka, "I've heard as much..........the fool"

Luka shrugs lightly, speaking quietly to the vendor. Handing over a small pouch 
of Bledavik's currency, she sits back and takes another bite of her peach. "Then 
I won't trouble you about him. As for Sigurd... I'm afraid that he'd rather not 
like to see me, although I should hope that it is not terribly personal. We 
spoke briefly, and he seemed angered at my occupation. But he -has- been 
around... Kale, you would know how he is better than I at this moment."

Kale frowns briefly. "I don't think he likes me either. But, he seems to be 
getting more ready to fight, and much more suspious of people...What do you do, 
Luka?" Kale's ears twitch as he thinks about what HE does.

Scud peeks his lil head in quietly, craning his neck to see all the 
people....and they're valubles they might accidently drop into his pouch! n.n() 
"heee..."

Julian wipes the small tears that are suddenly appearing in his eyes, "I.....I'm 
sorry............" he tries, "I care for Sigurd............quite a bit"

Luka doesn't seem to notice Scud yet, sitting on the fountain with Kale and 
Julian while a street vendor assembles two packages of breads and meats. "As 
Julian says, Kale," she smiles, "I'm a doctor. And with Sigurd like that... 
something's going on. Something else..." she shakes her head, taking another 
bite of her fruit. "I know, Julian. There's nothing else right now about it 
though..."

Julian nods, standing, "It's Ramsus...........you know better than I"

Scud doesn't exactly wanna be noticed..n.n practicing..

Kale shrugs, and takes out a small knife.  "Ramsus?" He carefully cuts his apple 
into several slices then takes a bite.

Luka motions for Julian to wait a moment, standing herself and speaking with the 
food vendor again. Accepting one of the packages from him, she offers it to 
Julian. "Ramsus? All too well, I'm afraid. Here... Take this, and get yourself a 
bath as well. There must be a job around here in Bledavik to keep you healthy 
until Sigurd feels better."

Julian accepts the gift with a bow, "Thank you.................please, keep me 
updated" he waves to Kale, "Good bye sir"

Kale 's tail taps the ground. "Goodbye, Julian. If you need work, look out in 
the desert...there's a sand man encapment not to far from here. I might have 
something for you to do."

Julian has disconnected.

Luka offers the other package of food to Kale. "I'm afraid I should be off as 
well. Take care of yourself, Kale."

Kale takes the package. "Thank you. Stay safe, Luka. This are turbulent times."

Scud just kinda..sneakie sneaks behind the fountain..giggling slightly

Luka smiles to Kale with a wave. "Remember the importance of peace..." And then 
she is gone.