Neos
Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
Neos, to be perfectly honest, felt a bit out of place as he approached the area mentioned in both Torchline and the Hollowed Grounds on the separate Notice Boards, looking around to take in the scene as a whole. He had only met one of the mentioned duo, and that was when he was first tossed into Caido rather abruptly...and he realized that after taking a few seconds to try to pronounce the odd name and having it click in his head who the person was. This meant he had no idea what to bring for a gift if one was required of him as well, since he didn't know the other mentioned in the notes. Gulp.
Adjusting his hat to make sure it stayed on during the evening and possibly night hours, he glanced about the area after walking up to it, not seeing anyone yet but anyone that might have come to help and the married pair in question. To be fair, he had looked over the messages on the notice boards, when he spotted them, multiple times to make sure he wasn't seeing shit or missing something.
Since arriving on Caido, he's seen a lot he hadn't experienced before in such a short time, and now he would be adding yet another thing to that list. He'd be honest, it confused him. Even with his travels, Neos has had certain preconceived notions about the nature of sex and marriage, and he had questions. Ones which wouldn't be appropriate to ask here...honestly, he had the feeling asking to begin with would land his ass on the ground, if not in it. As much as he wanted to ask, even he knew it would be a damned asshole thing to do so, so he merely swallowed down his ignorance and curiosity, and let the duo enjoy their day.
"...hi, Sunjata," he began nervously, tugging at the collar of his black suitjacket before offering a hand for a handshake. "Here's hoping the past few months have been well for you." He wore a sheepish smile on his face, before he looked towards the other, to who he assumed to be Nate...and he had to bite his own tongue hard on the sudden degree of wrongness he just felt on an instinctive level while keeping the same expression on his face. Now that he thought of it, he felt the same kind of wrongness when he first experienced the ambiance created by the Voice in Halo...was there a connection? There was something going on he didn't know about, and what little remained of his animal instincts were flagging on it, but he had to keep himself from asking about it, at least now. Questions can be a few days later, at minimum. "And I'm guessing you're the lucky one with him? Nate, if I recall correctly," he asked while also offering the Ascended a hand for a handshake as well.
Adjusting his hat to make sure it stayed on during the evening and possibly night hours, he glanced about the area after walking up to it, not seeing anyone yet but anyone that might have come to help and the married pair in question. To be fair, he had looked over the messages on the notice boards, when he spotted them, multiple times to make sure he wasn't seeing shit or missing something.
Since arriving on Caido, he's seen a lot he hadn't experienced before in such a short time, and now he would be adding yet another thing to that list. He'd be honest, it confused him. Even with his travels, Neos has had certain preconceived notions about the nature of sex and marriage, and he had questions. Ones which wouldn't be appropriate to ask here...honestly, he had the feeling asking to begin with would land his ass on the ground, if not in it. As much as he wanted to ask, even he knew it would be a damned asshole thing to do so, so he merely swallowed down his ignorance and curiosity, and let the duo enjoy their day.
"...hi, Sunjata," he began nervously, tugging at the collar of his black suitjacket before offering a hand for a handshake. "Here's hoping the past few months have been well for you." He wore a sheepish smile on his face, before he looked towards the other, to who he assumed to be Nate...and he had to bite his own tongue hard on the sudden degree of wrongness he just felt on an instinctive level while keeping the same expression on his face. Now that he thought of it, he felt the same kind of wrongness when he first experienced the ambiance created by the Voice in Halo...was there a connection? There was something going on he didn't know about, and what little remained of his animal instincts were flagging on it, but he had to keep himself from asking about it, at least now. Questions can be a few days later, at minimum. "And I'm guessing you're the lucky one with him? Nate, if I recall correctly," he asked while also offering the Ascended a hand for a handshake as well.
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies
I make no apologies
This is me
