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 Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 7:09 pm
A free meal? Well, if that was the case... "I appreciate the offer. ..I suppose it's only fair.." Taking another sip, he pursed his lips in thought. He'd seen plenty in his short time, he thought. His mind went toward his memories before his life at the clinic, a shadow crossing over his expression... but he quickly shoved those aside. It sure would be a story, but it wasn't one he wanted to share right off the bat.
"I can't say I've seen much outside of the clinic since my arrival. Feels like many years ago now." No wonder the younglings called him an old man... "In my first days apprenticing, a man came in with an arm missing. He was in shock from the blood loss, barely able to get a word out. Could smell the ale on his breath from the other end of the room. Just after we got the limb wrapped, in stomped another man. This second man was covered in blood, and also smelling of ale. Upon sight, he threw himself at the first man, who was still unconscious from passing out while being stitched up." Pausing, he snorted slightly and shook his head. "I'll never forget what the second man claimed worthy of his fury. ..Apparently, they were just hanging out getting drunk, and the first man wouldn't stop picking his nose. Guess the second man asked the other to stop more than once, and decided it would be easier to just take the man's arm off." He smirked and glance at Kieran over his mug. "How's that for a story to share?"
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 7:38 pm
Kieran just stared at the other Yaeli before letting out a chuckle, "Well I definitely was not expecting a story like that one for certain." He shook his head before taking another sip of his drink, "Seems like my mother had it right in saying that drunks can really come up with some interesting twists. Remind me to never have such bad habits while out drinking. Would be a shame to lose my arm."
"I wonder how one would even twist that story later. I'm sure he wouldn't go around telling someone the full truth." Kieran chuckled once more, "Would probably make it more into some exciting action adventure. Fightin' those crazy invaders or something instead..." The thought made him trail off before he took his mug and had another drink. Thinking about the extremists always made his stomach knot and always guaranteed another drink.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 7:48 pm
"Mothers are usually pretty right about things," he murmured, gaze lowering to the bowl of soup put in front of him. What would life be like if his mother was still around? ..Either of them? He was certain things would be better...
His expression darkened again, and he poked his spoon roughly into his soup. "It'd be a better story, sure. Anyone who runs into those monsters is lucky to get out in one piece."
The air around them got heavy, and he turned his focus to forcing down spoonfuls of what he'd ordered. He knew he was hungry, and didn't want to waste Kieran's coin.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 7:54 pm
"They can if someone stopped them. Strange how someone would sacrifice their life for another's...a mother's love is something incomprehensible." He spoke softly almost musing out loud as his own memories stabbed into his heart. Still, a moment later Kieran's expression shifted, "But those are darker memories for darker days, right? I don't wish to ruin anyone's day so I suppose it's my time to leave."
Standing the male placed coins on the table, "Thank you for your time, Tac. Should you ever need an adventurer I'll be around and I suppose if I ever need the help of a healer I'll know an apprentice to seek out now." He smiled and nodded his head. "Take care of yourself." With that the male started out. He still had a good walk to get home and then there he would curl up on his bed with an array of journals to keep him company...
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 8:02 pm
As Kieran spoke, Tac found his gaze rising slowly. Something in the way Kieran spoke, confirmed by the 'darker memories' statement. They both had dark experiences in their pasts...
Leaning back, he gave Kieran a short nod. "You as well, Kieran. Watch that arm." Looking down at his bowl, he leaned in and found it a little easier to eat. That was right... He wasn't the only one to suffer at the hands of those Alkidikes... Maybe, one day.. one day, they would be able to be rid of the invaders. For now... he would eat his soup.
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