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( ooc: octal conversion for characters who might be able to decode it. spock was cleared to use ciphers and their ilk without immediate translation, so let's get after it(????). anyway: hover to see what he's saying! )

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>action?

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[True to her word, Naoto would be stood by the entrance to the inn. Wearing her blue bakerboy hat. Meeting in public, just to be safe.]

> action.

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[ the walk is not overlong, familiar in the way that all new age cities are. no matter the features or denizens, the bustle is notable and the voices of shop keeps are sharp. for all that spock had accustomed himself to san francisco when he spent his days earth-side, there was and never will be anything particularly appealing about the press of the crowds.

he is approximately 5.4 minutes early, which he uses to neaten the lay of his civilian attire. it had taken some doing, but spock had managed to acquire a heavier, cabled sweater in black and a pair of smart dress pants. it pairs well enough with the hat (or "beanie" as humans would call it) he's pulled on, the speckled blues something a touch more familiar to him than not.

it does not take much doing to recognize the interloper among the wash of typical residents. humans are prone to give much away with their motions and actions, the faint inclinations of their chin and the cast of their eyes. spock has always been able to pick out those who are looking on sight, though he supposes the peculiar attire assists some.

he gives it a moment, just to see if she will note him first, before tucking his hands neatly at the small of his back and making his way over. when he draws up to a stop, it's a seamless motion. as seamless, it seems, as the way he lifts one hand from its resting place and positions his fingers into an easy ta'al.

a salute, some might call it, were they familiar. his four fingers part at the middle, stick rigidly to their kin, his thumb extended. his empty palm facing her, one might take note that his hands are quite long. ]

Greetings.

[ s'up. ]

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[Cities were the same in Naoto's experiance. The only thing that made a difference was the size. As a town, Aldrip had been similar to Inaba, relatively calm and friendly. Now it'd grown, it'd become busier and the residents had closed off as they rushed around.

She was also early by a few minutes, a little bit more than he was so he could find her. Dressed in what was a normal outfit to her, otherwise known as 'Victorian orphan' according to some.

The wave got a quirked eyebrow, but Naoto gave him a slight bow. Dipping her shoulders in a polite, measured way.]

Good day. [Oh no, they're both like this.] I'm not sure whether you'd rather speak indoors or out, the inn appears rather busy.

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[ spock is not wholly unsurprised by the lack of recognition the salute brings; it is fairly known that a handful of races and species have not had extended contact with vulcans. much less, of course, in the capacity that spock serves in. so, in typical fashion, his expression remains a neutral mask as he dips his chin in both recognition and acceptance of the suggestion. ]

I believe the adjacent alley will prove sufficient.

[ readily approached, likely to be empty, and has dampened acoustics due to its subsequent occupation by recyclable materials and the termination of the road at its far end by a kitty-cornered building. spock makes a subtle gesture with more the tip of his shoulder as a "lead on," if she would be so inclined. ]

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[What happens when two people who don't really emote meet? Talking.

Naoto glanced at the alley. Most people wouldn't go down an alley with a man they just met, but Naoto was fine with it. She had her gun, as always. So she started to move. ]

That'd do nicely. Provided whatever caused the town to change is no longer active.

[It'd be unfortunate if the walls literally have ears.]