Blood and Waffles

"Welll...just some phone trinkets..." scratching his cheek, and coughing. "Go make your phone call." Des waved his hand in a shooing motion with a smile. Looking around for Katan, a question peeking about Static.

With a simple shrug, "I guess you can say I am. Necromancers, blood users, summoners..all pretty hard to find." adjusting his back pack. Turning on his heel and waved "I'll see you around," continuing his walk towards the north east there would be a bar and grill named Vellum's Cer-biscuits. Jogging across the street he paused on the other side looking back at the french wonder. Making a mental picture of him, and started back to his original direction.

Ros steps outside, flashing a small smile in his direction.

The scientist is sitting in a chair near his chemicals, chin in hand and elbow propped on the table. He's dozed off in the middle of Ros and Des' conversation rather randomly, eyes close and mouth hanging slightly open. The start of a small snore can be heard now and again.

Static seems to have powered down as well, his screen blank as he's leaned up, sitting against a wall with his hands in his lap. He looks very peaceful, the DS that was given to him safely nestled next to him.

"Goodbye." He murmurs, watching him go silently afterward, shaking his head to himself before heading where he was originally planning as well.