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Corsica Station, Omicron-Phi, Outcast space. 10th February 827 AS, 20:20 SMT.

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Ruby's Sabre just landed recently, as Enma was doing some paperwork at her office, this office was something special because some sections look like the bar. Some other corners had a look at some entertaining center. It indeed makes a mixed impression until one would get used to it and learn to use all the benefits of such office planning.

Loyola is wearing her traditional short black dress so she has to turn heating to maximum, wearing some custom shoes that look more like sneakers for greater comfort. As there's no need to wear high heels as she does not really believe that it's worth making that sort of impression on Ruby. Loyola then looks at notifications, it appears that Ruby has arrived, still dropping Core IFF now for simplicity of being a freelancer. Enma then moves the microphone closer to her mouth, contacting security.

— Yes, it's this Ruby Hydra I was talking about. My old friend from the Core, she was a Guildmaster just like me, so treat her with respect, please.

Loyola then finishing taking some notes at the documents, looking around if they have something to drink as well as some snacks. Proper dinner will be delivered only in one hour. Outcast sighs, hoping that the guest would be ascetic enough to be satisfied with what she has got now. Enma recently sponsored the re-opening of the local restaurant that used to deliver food to this office back in the day. By now Ruby should've been escorted right to her doorstep.

Enma raises her eyebrows for a bit, taking a look at Ruby, as she would just enter and look around without saying a word. Outcast sighs, standing up, and coming closer to Ruby. Moving her hand left and right against Ruby's face, checking if she got basic reactions or anything.

— H-hello? Is anybody home?

Not really waiting for a reply, Enma is heading to the bar area. If anything, she needs to drink herself, and if Ruby will get back to courteousness she would come and join. That was some cool brandy that she just pouring into her glass, for some reason looking like a half professional barista. And while Loyola did not look like an alcoholic, she somewhat perfected pouring alcohol into the glasses, Ruby could give her that.

Loyola passes the first glass to Ruby, not even making eye contact. Just instantly starting to fill a second glass to herself. She still looked like she was in the workflow, thinking about something distant. Enma then turning to Ruby as she finishes to finish her glass and smiling lightly. Outcast takes the first sip and shortly nods a few times. She's sounding quite casually, but since she's a little tired, her Hispanic accent is a bit stronger than usual.

— Sure. It burns some oxygen, but supplies are stable, so no problem there..., sit down and relax, I will show you something I found. I think we lack some music.

She would walk towards the closet, it had something that looked like a safe. It immediately reacting to Enma standing in front of it, opening with a strange sound. Loyola is taking a purple cube and placing it at the coffee table in front of the sofa that Ruby decided to use. Outcast looks somewhat excited about that thing, though for now, it looks like just yet another inactive artifact. Enma is sitting down into the armchair to the side, she doesn't seem to have an intention to relax.

— This thing is able to play melodies, so it's basically a piece of very ancient musical art.

With a wide smile, Loyola touches it, and the thing starts filling a room with a blue light. The melody starts to play almost instantly, for Ruby it would cause a mixture of controversial emotions, but nevertheless it is somewhat charming and catchy. Enma is making a gesture to turn off the main light, letting a thing to light the room by itself. Now it looked like some really weird club that had its DJ playing some really progressive musical genre. Enma is now relaxing, finally leaning back against the armchair.

— So from our comm, I understand that you don't plan to return to the Core. What are your plans then? You are a talent and it would be a shame if you did absolutely nothing.

Loyola nods, sliding down into the chair, she seemed to be overly relaxed and generally friendly. She listened to Ruby politely, trying to read her emotional state apparently too. It didn't seem like regular depression, but legitimate disappointment in everything. Loyola could play on that and probably make things easier for them both.

— Oh, I understand that it's hard to get motivated and be productive when you are surrounded by miserable idiots. I have one thing in mind that will give you a drive, but it will also lead you to be more... destructive I suppose? I mean, if you don't like things happening around you and want to have a revenge of sort, that thing might be just for you.

Loyola sighed, taking a sip of brandy that would slightly burn her mouth. Ruby could notice how strangely the voice of the Outcast was vibrating along with the music that was played. At some point, she could have start guessing what is going on here.

Loyola is making an unreasonably long pause, Ruby had to wait for a time before Outcast would reply or even make any motion. That looks just weird and even somewhat spooky. Loyola then starts moving her lips as long as some other muscules at her face and throat, committing a reply. Her voice now sounds a little scratchy after the pause, it looks more and more suspicious.

— Not like a few years back. It was your own drive and it made you burn out. And you burned out because of disappointment in people, most people do. I know very well what trash can happen when you are Core Guildmistress. And there's one thing that can motivate you from the inside, while not quite burning you out, it will have its own will. That's the trick. As for destructive potential, it will be enough to take revenge on whoever you hate, and I assume you hate most of the things about Sirius and people who populate it. Which is yet again, very natural and understandable. We usually don't ask, but knowing you, I think you are smart enough to make a choice on a volunteer basis so we can avoid violence.

Loyola fills another glass, and further she spoke more casually it sounded. Despite her speaking about things that usually horrify people and make them go at loud tones of voice.

— If you have any questions feel free to ask, we have a lot of time really. I'd not be surprised if you are confused. I am really up for clarifying all of the things. There's only one thing that would not be an option for you right now, and that option is leaving early. We can agree that it's just not polite, right?