05.06.3013: A Khourni Luncheon
Summary: Asher and Jane have light, and at times awkward, conversation over lunch.
Date: 6 May 2013
Related: None
Asher Jane 

Common Room, The Rose Inn - Imperius
Stepping through the artistically carved rosewood doors, there is no doubt that this inn is for the affluent. Roses are the predominant theme; they are carved into the wood and painted on the walls with their fresh counterparts kept in vases and bowls spread throughout. The floors are dark, polished woods. Directly before the small foyer is a graceful wooden staircase that leads up to the guest rooms. To its left is the main dining room where a full service menu is served, but only at breakfast and dinner. All the tables and chairs are crafted of solid wood with roses carved out of the chair backs, and table and chair legs; rose-colored velvet upholsters the seats, and they are amazingly comfortable.

Opposite of the dining room, on the other side of the stairs, is the barroom where lunch is served in the afternoons and drinks are served all day long. There is a pub-style bar that runs the entire length of the room with blush-tinted mirrors that reflects the entire room in a rosy hue. Seating includes the barstools, various sized tables, and a small cluster of chairs and sofas around the mastercrafted hearth. Attached to the barroom is a private salon that can be reserved for meetings or intimate meals.

6 May 3013

A pair of women rush through the entrance into the inn, and the smaller of the two leans against the door as it closes, panting heavily. The taller one - garbed in white and gray and disguised by a pair of dark-tinted glasses and a white, silky scarf - removes these items and shakes out her fiery tresses with a disgruntled sigh. "I couldn't stand another day of lunch in my dressing room by myself," Jane laments, passing the scarf and glasses to her mousy, diminutive assistant who follows at her heels like an obedient pup. The actress pauses to peer about the quiet inn, and her plump lips curve up into an amused smirk at the lack of a lunch crowd. "Well, it could be worse. I could be entirely alone. Lunch is on me today, Kat."

The young girl stammers her thanks and rushes ahead of Jane to secure two stools side-by-side at the bar. If the current patrons are aware of the Wyre's identity, they are wise enough to only stare for the acceptable five seconds before returning to their conversation and meals. Jane hops onto a stool, and the synthetic fabric of her gown slithers over the leather seat. "Something light, and a glass of water. Order whatever you'd like, Kat." With a dismissive flick of her fingers, she spins about on the stool and leans her back against the bar counter, gazing about the common room and making eye contact boldly with anyone who dares to glance her way.

Asher arrives in the pub side of the Rose shortly after the whirlwind arrival of Jane and assistant, perhaps not standing out more then the famous actress, though certainly a noticeable arrival in the room. He doesn't hesitate to meet the bold look from Jane, returning it with equal boldness before starting towards the bar as well.

Jane flashes Asher a brilliant smile, studying him briefly to determine whether or not they may be acquainted. Hmm - nope. She spins again on her stool just in time for the arrival of her water, and she busies herself squeezing the juice from a fresh lemon wedge into her glass. "What did you order, Kat? I swear, if it's a big juicy something-or-another, it is going to be hard not to push you down and steal your lunch. What? Oh don't look at me like that, I'm not serious. What time is it? When do I have to be back on set." Kat takes a moment to stir her own drink, some type of local tea, and glances at her wrist. "It's 1:10, and -" she pauses, tapping the thin, touchscreen display until she finds the information she needs. "Not for another three hours."

Asher takes a nearby seat at the bar, gesturing the barkeep over where he orders the special of the day, a local favorite sandwhich, an a glass of fresh squeezed fruit juice. He casts a glance down towards the two women and offers a slight nod of his head to the pair, "You're the actress, right?"

Pulling a tablet from her messenger bag, Kat slides it across the counter toward Jane, and the actress begins flicking through what appears to be a script. With her right hand, she takes a carrot stick from her lunch plate and begins to crunch it noisily. When Asher settles down beside her, she spares him only a brief glance, but when he speaks, she turns with the half-eaten carrot pressed between her teeth. "Huh? Oh." Finishing her bite, she wipes her fingertips daintily on a cloth napkin and nods at the man slowly while offering her right hand. "One of them. Jane Wyre."

"Sir Asher Khournas." Asher replies, nodding his head to the woman as he reaches out to accept the offered hand. "You were quite good in that one movie… You know.." he does the little gesture like he's trying to remember the name, "Well, you were good in it anyway."

Jane offers a small, hesitant smile as the man attempts to pay her a compliment, squeezing his hand firmly before withdrawing. Absently, she reaches up to tuck her hair behind her right ear before turning back to her lunch. Kat's wide, brown eyes are focused rather intently on the pair, listening unabashedly to the exchange. "You are supposed to tell me that I am good in all of them, sir. Weren't you trained in courtly conduct - one hundred and one ways to flatter a woman?"

"Well, we don't have a lot of time for movies back home." Asher says with a shrug, "My apologies, of course." he says, "But, I've no doubt you are good in them all, Miss Wyre." He agrees.

"It isn't the same if I've prompted you to say it," Jane replies with a sigh, nibbling on a slice of cucumber. She glances sideways to Asher and arches a brow, realizing the conversation is in danger of winding to a close prematurely. "Are you from Volkan, or an outlying city? I confess to knowing only a little about your House, sir."

"I'm from Volkan." Asher says with a nod, "There is very little hospitable land, so it is easier to concentrate in one area." he explains, "It is not so bad in the center of the crescent, and on north as well, however. It is an interesting continent though."

This time Jane is actually focusing on Asher as he speaks, and having contented herself with a handful of vegetables for a meal, pushes her plate forward along the bar counter to signal she is finished. Kat busies herself with her own food, staring intently at her plate while listening to the Khourni describe his homeland. "I imagine you are half sick with having to talk about the obsidian falls, so I won't bother you about them. I'm hoping after this production is complete, I can take an extended vacation to tour the continents. Tell me what it is you do in Volkan, for I am sure there you have even less time to sit in bars and talk to ladies."

"Well, the Obsidian falls are quite beautiful, and you should make a point to visit them soon." Asher says, "But, Obsidia belongs to one of our vassals, House Ibrahm so I don't know as much about it." He pauses a moment as his drink is delivered, thanking the bartender on staff before turning back towards you, "And I train, I study the Hostiles, I sit in on councils and strategy meetings, and I travel fairly frequently to the ring to put in face time for resource shipments for my families industrial concerns." he explains. "Amongst other things."

Jane's brow wrinkles, and she traces a fingertip around the rim of her water glass. "It doesn't sound like you have much time for fun, honestly. Are you on a break or did you come to Landing for work as well?" She appears genuinely interested, turning on her stool to face Asher and taking up her glass in one hand. She sips at it demurely, casting a sideways glance toward the rest of the common room as others slowly trickle in for lunch. The crowd appears comprised of mostly nobility, but it does not seem to set the actress ill at ease. Her gaze darts back to her companion's face, and she flashes a brief smile.

"Well, we are on the verge of serious times." Asher says with a little shrug of his shoulders, "But I suppose a bit of business and vacation. It is good to have some representation from the noble houses, and it is as convenient a location to go to the ring as any. What about you? Are you here filming something then? You'd mentioned you were on shoot." he asks, reaching for his own glass to take a drink from it, draining a bit before placing it back down on the bartop.

"Yes, serious times. Production companies are churning out films by the bucketload. Entertainment as a distraction sells second only to weapons and armor." Jane coils a lock of hair around her left index finger and offers Asher a single-shoulder shrug. "I am working on something, yes, a movie about love in the time of war. It is, of course, one of a dozen that will be out by the end of the year, but its projections are strong. But it would probably bore you to tears. You don't fall within the demographics of the target audience, though. Have you left behind a lady in Volkan, or does your family prefer to arrange its marriages?"

"And luckily, we're in the arms business." Asher says with a laugh, nodding his head, "If i get the chance, I'll be certain to at least give it a look." He says, "But there is no lady back in Volkan for me at the moment, no, I suspect they prefer arranged marriages, though I'm not in the ruling line, so I suspect more flexibility."

Jane nods quietly, falling silent for a moment. It is not an awkward one, but rather one in which she reflects on the various implications of her conversation partner's lifestyle. Her nose wrinkles at a thought, and she looks over to Asher with raised eyebrows. "I'd have thought your family would send out a noble with more—more business acumen to these meetings and whatnot, instead of a soldier. Is it because there's little soldiering to be done, or do you have a taste for board rooms and numbers?"

"Oh, I think you mistake the nature of my involvement, anything I'm involved in is purely show, any negotiations, or actual transactions have already been done, but the formality of sending a member of the family to finalize or at least be present for any sort of meeting is important for image, if nothing else. There are countless advisors and business minded folk present, but I'm not clueless in that regard." he explains. "It is like your movies. I presume you have the actor, or actress who is the face, but the dangerous things are done by a professional who takes those risks, or does the stunts. I'm the face in this." he explains, "There are people far smarter then I who manage the risky aspects." he says with a grin.

"Ah, well, I stand corrected," Jane murmurs, not bothering to counter any of Asher's points in regard to the movie business. Perhaps it is not worth the argument. Before she can continue the conversation, however, Kat taps hesitantly on her bare shoulder, and Jane glances behind to catch sight of the timid assistant pointing to her bracelet. "Ah, I see. Well, Sir Asher, it has been quite the pleasure to converse with you today," the actress offers as she slides off of her stool, and the assistant leans across the bar to have her band scanned to pay for the meal. "Lunch is on me. Consider it a bribe to go and see my next 'vid. It should be out in another four months or so, assuming no delays. Try not to work too hard, hmm?"

"Well thank you, miss Wyre, it is appreciated." Asher says with a polite inclination of his head your way, "And good luck with your filming of it." He replies, his attention turning back towards the food as it's finally delivered.

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