#leonard bellec

[www-bestiemme]

Found an excuse to draw the union members 👍

[ph-cutie]

easygoing fellow

[nilgans]

Hi @charaname here is your @palestaticexchange gift! I hope you like it and you had nice holidays :D

[disco-elysium-via-polls]

"Too rowdy? Leo, what kind of a fight did they get into? Did they kill a mercenary?"

EASY LEO - Too late! Leo's mouth is still moving and words are spewing forth... words, words and look -- even more words -- this guy could go on till the end of days.

Now he's talking about some drunk sawmill owner who... no, he already switched to a prized fishing rod he apparently owned at some point... You know what -- just cut in there with your questions.

4. "Do you work here?"

EASY LEO - "Yes-yes, everybody needs a job and this is mine. I'm Leonard, by the way, Leonard Bellec, but everyone calls me Leo." The little man raises his hand in a welcoming gesture.

"I'm like Mr. Evrart's right-hand man, when Mr. Edgar is out of town -- and Mr. *Edgar's* right hand man when Mr. Evrart is away!" He chuckles.

"Actually, Miss Beaufort is the right-hand man, but she's a lay-dee," a goodhearted chuckle again.

KIM KITSURAGI - "Who is this Miss Beaufort?" The lieutenant looks up at Leo.

EASY LEO - "A real pretty lady with a skin like those 'Doux & Sucre' candy bars my missus likes so much. Them are real nice to suckle on once the dinner is done and me and the missus sit down besides the radio."

"But I can't listen to the radio all the time. There's so much to do around here and I'm always busy keeping things running here. Yes I am, yes I am."

VOLITION [Easy: Success] - Stay on this *Miss Beaufort* topic.

"Hold on, who's this Miss Beaufort you mentioned?"

"I think you're doing a great job around here, Leo."

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure this place would totally fall apart if you didn't shine the bossman's shoes, Leo."

EASY LEO - "Oh, Lizzy? She is a real sharp tool. Mr. Evrart put her through some fancy school and everything, east of the river. Four years she was gone and when she came back she was all fancy and *law-yerly*."

"But she's a real nice girl, grew up in this here neighbourhood, knows everybody and gets along with everyone, real pillar of the community one day, I'm sure."

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - For a fraction of a second there's sadness in his eyes.

EASY LEO - He goes on: "If me missus and me was to have a child I'd be real happy if she turned out like her... But she can't have kids."

"Doctor Lemaitre said so, and she knows about such things. Been a doctor for almost fifty years, she has..." He sighs and falls silent, watching you meekly with his blue, blue eyes.

LOGIC [Easy: Success] - So Evrart trained a lawyer named Miss Beaufort. Interesting.

2. "I think you're doing a great job around here, Leo."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Yes, this place really seems to run like clockwork. Keep it up, Leo." The lieutenant smiles at the little man.

+1 Reputation

EASY LEO - "Well thanks a lot, coming from you it means a lot, really." You didn't think it was possible, but the smile becomes even wider.

"Sometimes I feel some of the guys don't really get how much I bust my ass for them here, but you guys are all right."

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - The white rectangle on your clothes might not mean an awful lot in Martinaise, but the recognition from an authority figure made Leo's day.

4. "Are you the Leo, who wrote the note to make more banners?"

EASY LEO - "Oh yes, yes," he replies excitedly. "I leave all kinds of notes for myself. That old head of mine ain't so good at keeping things in no more. I almost forgot about the borscht."

"What was that about the borscht?"

"Cool. Another question then."

EASY LEO - "Oh yes, I've been taking special Whirling borscht to the men every day since the strike started." The little guy chuckles merrily.

"It's very-very good. Makes a man feel so warm and happy." He shakes his head with a wide smile. "I feel like I could take on Mr. Renaudin's boar-dogs every time the lunch is done."

"What do you mean by 'taking this soup to the men'? Is it for striking?"

"Thanks, Leo. Another question though?"

EASY LEO - "Yes, yes, I'm taking it to them. The borscht keeps them happy and in fighting spirits. Makes you all warm inside. They brew it in the Whirling-in-Rags."

"Hold up, who makes it at the Whirling?"

"Something is off about this borscht... I'm going to look into it. (Accept task.)

"That's it. I just wanted to know who wrote the note." (Refuse task.)

EASY LEO - "Oh, the Whirling's cook. He makes it. Them is always talking with Mr. Mañana in that weird language and laughing together. He doesn't speak what we speak, he's from Graad."

"Something is off about this borscht... I'm going to look into it." (Accept task.)

New task: The *special* borscht

EASY LEO - "Oh sure, mister... sure." The little guy nods. "You do that, yes sir."

COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] - He didn't actually understand what you meant and now he's just nodding along.

5. "What's in that container over there?" (Point to the container suspended from the crane arm.)

EASY LEO - "Oh that one..." He looks at the container. "That should be empty as far as I know. Lots of containers here have nothing in them. They're just waiting to be loaded up."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Told you."

6. "I'm looking for the leader of the Dockworkers' Union."

EASY LEO - "Oh, you want Mr. Evrart, then. He's an awfully nice fellow, he is. Him and his brother are both nice fellows -- they've lived their entire lives in this here neighbourhood." He coughs, then continues immediately...

"Guys like Mr. Evrart and Mr. Edgar -- his brother -- are real good guys, made Martinaise what it is today… Mr. Evrart and Mr. Edgar and I went to the same school, we did, when we were boys…"

VOLITION [Medium: Success] - Patience. Deep down, you have the mental power to keep listening. Not many would -- but you do.

Do not interrupt Leonard.

"Easy now, Leo -- I just want to know where can I find this man."

EASY LEO - "... had an arithmetics teacher, Miss Bellows." Leo let's out a little chuckle. "Her real name was Miss Bellams, she was a real pretty lady, but when she got mad..." He starts laughing.

"All the boys liked her if you know what I mean, mister…" He winks at you. "We used to sneak in her yard in the dark and peek through the window. One time we saw Miss Bellows with a fellow. Yes we did, yes we did, mister." He looks for signs of disbelief in your eyes.

Don't say anything.

"No you fucking didn't!"

"Evrart, Leo, where can I find Evrart?" (Interrupt him.)

EASY LEO - "Yes we did, we did, mister." He looks at you and shakes his head. "Indeed we did. Him was a big, big fellow, used to drive the *troyka* near our'ses school and everything."

Leo leans in and whispers: "Them was all naked too. That's all I got to say about that."

"Very interesting, very interesting. Thank you for telling me the whole thing."

+5 XP

EASY LEO - "Thank you... Heh! Almost forgot! Mr. Evrart is in that container over there." Leo points to his left. "I got distracted telling the story, but he's in there."

7. "Okay, I'm off." [Leave.]

EASY LEO - "Bye bye now!" He returns to his work.

Nothing left to do but go see Evrart.

🔊: The sound of a typewriter.

The coffee in the giant thermoses is still lukewarm.

A stair made of pallets leading up...

A taxidermy fish that tells time.

EVRART CLAIRE - Before you is a walrus of a man seated behind a large desk. He looks up from his work, not the least bit surprised to see you...

With great effort, he straightens himself up in his chair, yet says nothing. He simply stares at you.

COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] - With a mixture of expectation and impatience, well bottled.

VOLITION [Medium: Success] - A typical power play. Wait for him to speak first -- show him you've got a backbone.

Say nothing. Look him dead in the eye.

"Are you in charge of the dockworkers?"

"Let's get straight to business. There's a dead body in a tree."

Leave without comment. [Leave.]

EVRART CLAIRE - The one good eye of this man feels you up without even flickering. The other -- his lazy eye -- is constantly moving like a goldfish in a tank.

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Easy: Success] - Grotesquely magnified by his +6 glasses.

EVRART CLAIRE - For a moment you don't know where to look. It is unbearably humid in the trailer. Beads of sweat slide down the man's forehead.

Stop. This is getting too weird.

Keep staring.

EVRART CLAIRE - At first, nothing happens. His face wears a wide and self-satisfied smile. Every now and then, he smacks his big lips.

AUTHORITY [Easy: Success] - Like a general over his maps, he plots his moves. Judging by the way he's licking his chops, it's going to be a good one.

EVRART CLAIRE - "Soooo..." He begins to speak, albeit very slowly -- purposefully leaving a pause after his opener.

"...Mr. Du Bois, Mr. Kitsuragi, how nice that you found a moment to pay a visit to the Débardeurs' Union. I'm Evrart Claire, head of this little operation here."

"Please, have a seat." He gestures to a *tiny* folding chair -- opposite to his giant desk.

COMPOSURE [Easy: Success] - The folding chair looks like a torture device. Extremely uncomfortable.

KIM KITSURAGI - "You go ahead, detective." The lieutenant nods at you, then the chair.

ESPRIT DE CORPS [Trivial: Success] - Whatever he has in store for you, it can't be good, he thinks. I'll do my best.

INLAND EMPIRE [Trivial: Success] - Forget about that. What's with this Du Bois stuff? You're getting some seriously bad vibes from that name...

Take a seat.

"I'd rather stand."

"Why are you calling me 'Mr Du Bois'?"

"Actually, I'm in a bit of a hurry right now." [Leave.]

EVRART CLAIRE - "Please, Mr. Du Bois, let us converse in a civilized manner, as equals. Take a seat -- I insist."

INLAND EMPIRE - It's nothing. Yes, that's *probably* right. It's nothing. Forget about it, filter it out.

AUTHORITY [Easy: Success] - He's trying to throw you off your game with this *Du Bois* nonsense -- don't give him the pleasure.

Take a seat.

"I don't *sit*. It's kind of my thing."

"Actually I was just leaving." [Leave.]

EVRART CLAIRE - "Very well, Mr. Du Bois. I respect a man with strong convictions..." As he nods, his multiple chins move like ocean waves.

"I, too, have convictions, one of which is that I will not engage any man who won't face me at *eye level*."

"Should you find yourself more amenable in the future, I'd gladly resume our conversation. But until then, I'm afraid I must ask you to leave." He turns back to his typewriter.

VOLITION [Medium: Success] - Damn... that's a nasty play. He's got you -- a titan of Volition -- in a fork. Guess you just have to sit or leave.

Hm. If we had another Magnesium on us we could get a little more Volition right now. Hell. Let's rewind and buy some *before* we get trapped on the other side of the harbour gates.

VOLITION [Medium: Success] - Don't give up -- but don't leave either. You're going to have this conversation on your terms. You just need to remain headstrong.

Take a seat.

Remain standing and don't go anywhere.

Leave quietly. [Leave.]

EVRART CLAIRE - Evrart starts whistling a little worker song. He really is trying to ignore you... or *will* you out of existence.

Stand strong.

Leave quietly. [Leave.]

KIM KITSURAGI - The lieutenant stands right next to you, not showing any signs of impatience or boredom.

EVRART CLAIRE - "I see you are an extremely stubborn man, Mr. Du Bois... That ain't necessarily a bad thing." Finally, the big man looks you in the eye and speaks.

VOLITION - You did it! This might help against whatever comes next...

+5 XP

Note the timestamps here. Breaking Evrart took a full half hour.

EVRART CLAIRE - "So tell me, how can the head of the Débardeurs' Union help a representative of the Revachol Citizens Militia today?"

"Oh, by the way, I heard you got a rather rude reception from a certain... Lawrence *Garte*. Some people have no manners, it pains me to say."

"*This* should take care of that nonsense." He points to a giant novelty cheque on his desk -- it's absolutely, comically huge.

"It should be sufficient to cover your expenses for a few days and patch over your differences with the cafeteria manager. Go ahead, take it." He points at it again.

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Easy: Success] - Wow, that's 25 reál! That's good money. You *need* it.

Hm.

"Wait, you know Garte?"

"Thank you, Evrart." (Take the comically large cheque.)

(Take the comically large cheque but don't say anything.)

"Keep it, I'm good." (Leave the cheque.)

"You can take that comically large cheque and shove it up your ass!" (Leave it.)

EVRART CLAIRE - "Yes, I know Lawrence. He's a real character -- no Union man in him. A real piece of work, that boy is."

DRAMA [Easy: Success] - With a grin he points to the cheque again. It's like you're on a game show... *At least* don't thank him for it.

[electrochemists]

easy leo posting

[specialconsultantbackpedal]

Very enamored by the idea of Leo walking along the shipyard wall, singing a folk song to himself late at night, it carrying well under the cloud cover of the night, and Tommy hearing him from his truck and listening in a silent delight, before joining in with him

[revacholsidetournament]

DE SIDE CHARACTER TOURNAMENT - MATCH 44, GROUP B FIRST ELIMINATION ROUND

Jerry LeFitte, known by his stagename Tommy Le Homme, is a lorry driver stuck in the Union's traffic jam. He drives for FALN to support his wife and children back home, but his real passion is music.

Leonard "Easy Leo" Bellec is an Ubi Sunt? immigrant and union dockworker who helps out with things despite his advancing age. He's a cheerful man who is sympathetic to the scabs, or at least their motives.

[hex-ch]

EASIEST LEO THERE IS

my piece for @de-fanzine-at-home-in-the-mirror 🐞

[ph-cutie]

easy leo appreciation post. hes genuinely like the happiest most content person in the entire game. guy working for a controversial politician(s) due to a personal bond they built decades ago on the Playground, he doesn't quite comprehend the implications of everything that's happening around him but it's okay. hes not trusted with sensitive information but he's valued in his own right. evrart says he's irreplaceable. he's got a wife that loves him and he loves her. he wishes they could have kids but life is life. the missus cooks porridge for the claires every day (not relevant i just think abt it often). leo has survived a lot of hardship, having to immigrate as a child to escape an abusive father, but that doesn't stop him from being a happy guy who's chill with everyone and loves to chat. love u Leonard Bellec

[specialconsultantbackpedal]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Category: Gen

The moon peaks through the thick clouds, threatening to descend into fog as the morning sun draws closer, illuminating the front of Tommy le Homme's windscreen. He sits in the driver's seat, awake despite the numb buzz of sleep behind his eyes. He digs the heel of his palm into an eye, trying to rub the sleep away, using the other to admire the winter light the moon cast down. It weaves gently through the parade of stopped cars, dancing across glass and snow and puddles and discarded transport. He's stopped trying to count the days that he's been stuck here. He lights a cigarette and tries to figure out what time it is, since he hasn't been able to sleep. His lorry's clock wasn't on, and he didn't want to risk the noise of starting it. So he guessed, based on feel, and the moon, and the color of the light, and based on how quiet the Whirling had fallen. He figured the Hardie Boy's regular party was winding down, but Ruby still hadn't gone back to her lorry yet, so it couldn't be too early in the morning. 3am, maybe?

He cranks his window open a little wider, letting the chill of the air push into the cab. It chases some of the sleepy daze away as he takes deep breaths of the sharp salty air, spinning a coin between his thumb and index finger.

“The moon above descends... no,” he mumbles to himself, trying to find the words to bottle the moment. He leans his head back against the seat, eyes flitting across the other lorries in front of him, unmoving. “A light ascending...?” he tries, humming a tune under his breath, before it becomes a disgruntled sigh. His gaze falls to the worn old picture tucked next to all the instruments on the dashboard. His wife and son smile back at him, waiting for him back home. While he sits stuck, unable to do much but wait. “To you I am returning...”

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