#FreedomFalls – September 28, 2015

Adam breathes in the crisp morning air as he gazes across the view afforded by the trail. He takes a swig from his water bottle and wipes away the sweat clinging to his brow, a faint smile playing on his lips. This trail was quickly becoming a favourite of his, despite how briefly he's been on world. And today was a good day for a run. -

Adam sighs contently and takes off at a leisurely pace. He is wearing a simply black tank top that clings to his form' training shorts that stop above his knees and a pair of simple yet decent running trainers.

Iressa glides along the edge of the pathway, watching each careful step as she slips down the trail. There is no urgency in her step, but she keeps a fair pace as she scans the ground where she walks, and all around her in the low grass. She's small in stature but holds herself high and upright, dressed modestly in grey pants and a white tank top. A small bag hangs from one shoulder, a

Adam brings himself to a stop, raising a hand in an almost mirror image. "Good morning, ma'am," he says with a smile, his chest rising and falling in an even rhythm. "Out for a stroll?"

Iressa lowers her hand again with a smile, letting out a breath. Not that she was concerned, of course. "Good morning." She returns pleasantly, if not too cheery for the circumstances. "Oh, yes." The asari begins, "I suppose I'm not the only one taking advantage of the beauty." A few light steps and she's moved toward his side. "You... live in the town?" She questions, gesturing vaguely

Adam nods, turning to face the asari as she moves to his side. "Yes, just moved in the other day," he says, turning to look over the city. For a backwater planet with a doomed future, it still managed to look breathtaking. A shame, really. "And yourself?" He inquires, glancing back at her.

Iressa is still smiling warmly, as if the stranger were an old friend. "It's a lovely place to be, all things considered." She remarks with a nod, turning over the datapad in her hands. At his questioning she gives a light chuckle, "No, I, wait- Yes!" She says, covering her mouth momentarily after. "I just returned. I plan to stay this time." She nods again, looking the man over again

Adam quirks an eyebrow at her stop-start sentence. "You've just returned, I take it?" At her later interrogative, he shrugs with a gentle chuckle. His posture suggested he was relaxed, but there was a certain aura about him that screamed vigilance. "I was just out for a morning run. And this place-"

Adam he says with a idle sweep of his arm at the surrounding country. "Is just perfect for it. Little traffic, quiet... And the people I meet on it are generally quite pleasant."

Iressa | "Had to go find a friend." She replies simply, now trying to keep her smile from growing wider as she steps idly around the man, probably forcing him again to turn. The asari runs a hand along the strap of her bag, watching the man's face as he speaks. "I'm glad to hear the company is pleasant. I may find myself out here quite a bit from now on." Her gaze drifts off behind his

Adam turns again, keeping her in his line of sight. He keeps the smile on his face, though her glance subtle glance behind him did not go unnoticed. Ah, was this to be his first taste of Terminus hospitality on this world? He takes a quick swig from his bottle. "So, what're you doing out here then?"

Iressa glances back to the man, turning up the datapad at the question. "Just picking up where I left off." She replies, opening a pocket on her bag and tucking the item inside. She rummages around inside, biting her tongue in focus. "There's long term studies I'd like to conduct, especially as this planet moves into the colder months. Those times can be less profitable, of course. It's

Adam quirks an eyebrow and starts to walk around the asari, now keeping both her and the treeline in his vision. Was she rambling? Trying to distract him? Or was he simply being paranoid? Oh well, better safe than sorry. "Meteorologist? Is that what you are?"

Iressa furrows a brow as the man moves around, but gives a pleased "Ah!" as her hand wraps around the intended target. She lifts a small, clear case from her bag up to her face for scrutiny. It's empty. "Oh, right." She mutters, pouting as she drops it hastily back in. Turning back to the stranger, she cocks her head, a pleasant smile returning. "Hm? Oh! Biologist." She clarifies, ducking

Adam gives her a disarming smile. "Just keeping the blood flowing," he explains. "Ah, a woman of science then? Found anything interesting in your studies here?" He takes a sip from his bottle, draining the last of its contents.

Iressa appears pleased, giving the space to their right a once-over as he speaks- just idle scanning as she notes the condition of the forest. "Interesting? Perhaps to me. And my buyers, of course." She grins, turning and stepping once again, maneuvering toward the direction she was originally headed. "I'll come up with something good, in case I see you around. In the meantime, I've got

Adam nods, giving the woman a warm smile as she restarts her original course. "Of course. It was nice to meet you miss...?" The lingering pause at the end should easily convey his question to her.

Iressa | "T'Selvos. Iressa, T'Selvos." She replies with practiced ease, readjusting the bag on her shoulder and extending a hand in the traditional human greeting. She smiles, looking expentantly.

Adam returns the courtesy, grasping her hand tightly in a firm shake. "Adam Barclay," he sags, mimicing the smile with one of his own. Maybe he was just being paranoid after all. She is pleasant enough after all.

Iressa nods her response. "It was a pleasure." She assures, releasing her grasp and heading off down the road with a small wave.

Adam gives her a small wave back as he turns and begins to jog once again, mentally scolding himself for his paranoia. He had been in the game for too long.