Patrol Planning

[Moonfang]

Roderick paused for a bit before shaking his head, "No. Nevermind. I misspoke when I said 'sponsor'. Speaking my thoughts too fast, I suppose. Yes, I will leave notes for the ones I have in mind for a meeting at a later date. I'm sure you have made connections of your own so extend your hand to them as well, if you can."

Rolling up the maps, he tucks it under his arm as the meeting appears to be reaching it's conclusion, "The only matter remaining would be the weapons and vehicles. I'm sure our potential Watchmen may have some of their own. Perhaps we could petition to have access to the Nox's.. 'Lost and Found'?" He didn't speak of the matter of the vehicles. Best not to show that you have no ideas.

[Moonfang]

Roderick looked away for a moment to think aout it before nodding in agreement. "You are right again. Too used to the logistics of a large scale military, I suppose. Yes, I believe this will have covered everything." He starts to roll up the maps and put them away into a tube container before slinging it over his shoulder. "So then, we meet up with our prospects and contact each other afterwards for the next phase, I take it?" He motions to the door, offering Baldwin to exit first if he wished.

[Moonfang]

Roderick moved to follow beyond, only stopping for a brief moment when Baldwin brought up the event prior, "Ah. I was waiting for an appropriate time to contact her. I will give her a call as soon as possible." Though it was more like he had no idea how to register the boon and his pride was keeping him from asking how to do so. At least now he could get that squared away.

As he followed a few steps behind Baldwin out of the Court area, however, his Beast decided to take personal offence to that. While Roderick's conscious mind was distracted with the things ahead, the Beast took partial control. Raising his right arm towards the Knight's neck with malicious intent. Aiming to crush down the insolent bug who insulted it. There was barely a moment before the action was completed before Roderick took notice and grabbed his own hand, pulling it down roughly back to his side.

That was the first time he ever lost control of a part of his body to the Beast. If it was possible for him to sweat, his suit would have been soaked with it.