Up the creek

[Malious]

Malious looked at Suria and thought about it.... alot had changed since they last saw one another... he got to thinking about the fight between Kusari and Bretonia and what happened to him. After a long pause in the conversation he was snapped from his reverie as their coffee arrived. He felt that his smile had left as he thought about that particular fight. He sighed to himself pulling himself from that mental hole.

"Suria it was not by choice, of that, you can be sure." he paused for a moment thinking of the best way to word it. Finally coming to the conclusion that simply being direct about it would be for the benefit. "Well... I was in a prison for part of it, on suspicion of war crimes and what have you..." again the pause "... you know me, always the kidder." he shrugged. "I spent two at the glorious request of the Bretons, they promised me a buffet so who was I to say no.... well that and ultra max prison, and the fact that I was unconscious when they caught me."

He sipped from his coffee taking it black as was his norm. "It was deniablility that put them in the position to grab me up like that. They hired me back then as it was. easiest way to silence suspicion is to grab the person you hired and lock em away in some dank, dark hole and accuse them of a crime so it diverts the attention away from you." He shrugged "crafty, that, but once they got their jollies out of the torture and imprisonment I finally got out."

He looked at Suria then to his coffee. "After that it was odd jobs till I got the money together to get another Hawk... and finally me going home... I was on the way out there today. Stopped to pay an old debt and I got jack hammered by one of my contacts little cronies." He took a drink. "Nothing else to say really." It was obvious he hadn't revealed everything... he never was good at hiding stuff from Suria but wasn't going to go further into it just now. He leaned back in the booth.

"It's your turn, what have you been up to in this time since we parted?"