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I look at it. She was very kind, a drab blue metal Grey room. "I will?" I shake my head and look around. I look at the cot. I sit on it and then cry. My life was going to be great. I needed sometime to figure things out.

Kahlan left Jacques to get used to things, and went to go configure all the rooms. On her way down the hallway she got an ding alerting her of an unattended customer.
What is my other employee doing??
She passed into her "office" and came out to the Bar. Oh she's passed out of course..with a customer even better. At least I can fire her now.
She scanned the room for the new customer, spotted him and walked over, grabbing a drink off one of her shelves on the way and pouring it into an available glass.
"Here on the house, given my employee isn't doing her job." She flashed a brilliant smile and moved a little ways down the bar so as not to intrude on his privacy.

"Human? Yes, she is and a very silly one. She was a good worker till she started serving herself drinks every night." Kahlan rolled her eyes and came back over to the elf, while she polished a glass.
"So if you don't mind my asking what's you name?"

She looked at him curiously. "My name is Kahlan Elfreda, I am daughter of a high angel.." She drifted off, not at liberty to tell the whole truth of what she was. It would be obvious to any trained eye that she wasn't a full angel, and what would one being doing on earth. She decided to stop her worried pondering, Jarlaxle would forget her as soon as he left the city.
"Look at me failing to be a suitable Bartender!" She said in a more enthusiastic tone, " You seen a little nervous, don't be and your welcome to another drink, you name it." She smiled reassuringly, she didn't want to say something and make him leave, there was something about him that interested her and not in the way humans do.

An all Vincent post here, for my sake.

I grab my leg, and pushing it over the bed, I get up. I walk over to my clothes, and head to the bathroom. Once dressed, I head out into the living room. "I am ready." I wasn't, no way, but I had things to do as well. "Let us go." I summon Oblivion, and walk out the door. Conleth, Shur'ran, and Genaveve all looking after me. They scurry to catch up. Somewhere out on the outskirts of town, and I needed a taxi. Better yet, I needed a lonesome corner for a portal. I find it, and we find ourselves back in the office. "He was lucky, he won't be next time. Cocky human is probably bragging to his little human friends about how he beat up an immortal being. Hmph." I work my arms. "But he did surprise me. He is better than alot of other humans. His hand to hand could potentially be deadly to any being. I would love to see him and Jairn, or that Drow... That would be very interesting, he would eventually lose, has no magics, no defense against it. Hmph. I can't believe I lost against him! Luck... It had to be all luck." I think about it. He had to be more than human, but he was only human. It had to be. Unless.... "Genaveve, did you ever get the impression he was more than human? I mean, human, but not ordinary human?" She raises an eyebrow.

"No, Vincent, there is nothing but human, you can't be more than human and be human." Shur'ran barks. "No, Gramps, no way. Its not possible."

"It is too. I know what Vincent means." He says coming from his fox to human forms. "He could be an Ancient. Human Ancients have been known to be reborn as a child, and then forget all of their knowledge. I doubt it seriously though, they have become all but extinct." He coos lightly. "And if he was, we would know it right off the bat. He would be seen to magical beings. I am sorry Vin, but he is a regular human."

"Is he?" I say softly. "Can a regular human take a magical punch to the nose and keep fighting?" Genaveve looks at me. She had missed that obviously. "I don't think so. He must be something more, but he is definitely of the human species." I squat and think. "There is little possibility of a human Ancient, but what about...."

"If he was an Ancient, do you think he would remember?" Conleth chimes in. "You know, like.... After we prod his memory a bit. You know, with a bit of spoken probes. He would remember at then we would know." I shake my head no, and every one agrees with me. "It was a thought." He growls.

"He is a human, and he is good. Leave it at that. Many humans have been known fighters, and good fighters. It is one of their best traits, along with their hardiness." Shur'ran says with wisdom behind his voice. "I do think that is all it is. He is a good fighter, some more training, and he could be a deadly force. Vincent, when are you going to stop using his likeness? You planned on killing him, and now that we know he is a force, I do think it is better to give it back to him." I sigh. This was going to get tricky.

"You could say that. Oh and don't look mortified you're observant I like that."
While she was still talking to Jarlaxel, Jacques came out of the office door, a slightly puzzled look on his face.
"Oh!" Kahlan exclaimed remembering that she hadn't reconfigured the rooms yet to allow him into the human armory the kitchen or the small training room.
"My appologies, Jarlaxel I need to go fix something for a moment, I will return in the meantime.. Jacques can you please fix our customer here another drink should he want it?" Kahlan dashed off into the secret half of the bar, and started fixing the rooms.

I considered getting up and following her for a minute but discarded the idea.
i looked up at the man still a bit dazed. otherwise i would of been . . . well a jerk. "no not immortal. I'm just a drow. We live a lot longer than humans but. . . we do die. I'm about 98 right now. Technically i haven't quite hit adulthood but yeah." that was true actually. In human age I guess i would be only about 20. I laid my head down on the table for a minute and slowly fell asleep.