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tushanshu_ooc2016-07-06 11:18 pm
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She kept her eyes on the storefront across the street. No windows, so it looked like it was just a stakeout. It was possible that he had made her and was sneaking out the back, but that was just the risk when you worked alone. She'd have to catch him another time.
And if he hadn't... she'd just have to wait.
"Pleased to meet you, Connal." She raised a hand up and held it out for a shake. "And don't be too good. Everyone likes spice in their life."
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Another lump begins forming in his throat. Again Connal forces it down. He briefly wonders if she'd be offended if he just ran out the door.
"Uh..." Wait, where did that arm come from? He thought she didn't have arms.
Forcing himself to look up, Connal takes her hand and shakes it. He refuses to look at anything but her face. "I'll do my best."
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"Here," she said, reaching behind her head and pulling her hair forward over her shoulders. It tastefully covered her chest with strands of blonde. "How is that? Do you have enough blood to work your brain now?"
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"There's someone back home who I uh..." How did he want to put this? Connal didn't even know how to explain it. "I care about. It feels wrong to, um...stare. S-sure she'd never know, but well, I would..."
As he blathered on Connal wondered if he made any sense at all.
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"Very noble of you," she replied, totally sincerely. Reminded her of The Will honestly, stupid bore that he was.
"So, foreigner, right?"
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"No, not noble, just...I don't know." He hardly knew how to respond to that, but when the change in topic came he felt so grateful.
"Yeah, trying to fit in while I'm here but everything is so...different."
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It's really hard to avoid making obscene gestures when there's a different culture at every planet, but pointing a gun in someone's face is a pretty universal bandaid.
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Connal lived on the road for a good while now against his will. When a bandit lord wanted you dead staying in the same spot for too long got people killed. Getting captured by dark elves and dragged underground also kept him on the move.
"Really, I just want to go back to woodcarving if I can."
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"...what can you make?"
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It felt like he left his companions in an awful spot. Probably because he did. Sure Connal never had a choice in that matter, but here he was in relative safety while they were still trapped in one of the most dangerous places he ever head about.
It took him a small moment to snap out of his funk and answer her question. "Uh, all kinds of things. Chairs, tables, carvings, sometimes I even make toys. Well, made anyway."
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"Ever make toy guns or swords?" She had a thing for weapons, okay?
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The distance between them made it all the more obvious how important they were to him.
"Swords yeah, but what's a gun?"
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Does this turtle translate grunts and ooks and oohs into language that didn't make him sound completely neolithic?
But jeez, this guy was such a hopeless sap. "What's her name?"
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"Uhhh," he stammered before recovering again and frowning at her. "Mock all you want but I never heard of a 'gun' until new. A lot of this is new to me."
Though he might not like to argue he still stood up for himself.
"Why do you want to know her name?"
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Really, why was he being cagey all of a sudden?
"Tell me about how the flowers open when she's nearby, and how the clouds part so that her pathway is always perfectly lit and how the wind never dares ruffle her hair."
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"Do you actually care or are you just looking for more reasons to mock me? If it's the latter maybe you should go find another table. I'm not here for you entertainment."
With that he turned his gaze back to his menu.
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"I didn't mean to infringe on your crush's honor," she snapped. And she added, almost sincerely, "Sorry."
"I really am just curious. You're obviously smitten. I want to hear about her."
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Even if he tried he doubted she would thank him for it. They just weren't those kind of people.
"But I don't know you well enough to be the butt of your jokes." Fin liked to tease him while they traveled together, but they saved each other from certain death more than once in the past. She was one of his closest friends. She earned the right to tease him now and again. Connal barely knew this stranger though.
Finally he just sighed. Despite her sense of humor, she did seem genuinely curious. "I don't know about smitten...we're just close. She just gets me. Doesn't judge me, and was there to help me through hard time. She makes me feel good and we get along." He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know what else there is to say."
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