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The Sudden Approach of Unexplainable Power: IC

“I guess I should introduce myself, seeing as we’ll be travelling together,” Aekalos remarks, grinning at the mailed woman, “I’m Aekalos, and you are...”
 

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The man speaks first. "Spoken for. But I am Errast." A slight smile crosses his lips as his whispy breath passes through them. He offers no greeting gesture but the slight smile.

The woman smiles broadly. "Do not mind Errast. His sense of humor takes a while to understand. I do not care for my real name. My friends call me Maris. As you no doubt saw ... since I noticed you couldn't help but look ... I am skilled with the sword - among other things."
 

Aekalos chuckles at Errast’s response as he turns to face the man, smiling as he says, “Nice to meet you Errast, and thanks for the tip.”

Turning back to the woman, he continues, “Oh, I don’t mind at all... a sense of humour is a sign of intelligence. Though after some of the company I’ve kept, understanding it won’t take too long, I think,” he adds with a grin, thinking of the time he met the playful young copper dragon, Galdemtyr. “Oh, I hope I wasn’t gawking, Maris... it’s just that I caught the glint of mail and thought it must be uncomfortable to sit in. I’ve never worn that much metal myself... so what’s it like?”
 

Maris suddenly looks up as the serving wqman brings Aekalos' meal. The woman looks a bt startled when Aekalos isn't there but she quickly realizes that he has moved. Assuming he is there to stay, she sets the plate of food in front of him and quietly asks if there is anything else he should need.

Once she is gone, Maris begins, "The mail takes time getting used to. But when you've sat in a saddle with it on, the benches don't seem so bad. Besides, a good cloak over top and a decently thick pant make it more endurable. But when your primary responsibility is making sure Errast doesn't die ... you learn to be prepared at all times. He's trouble, that one is." Errast smiles in response to her assertion. Yet the smile isn't one of humor. Rather, it is the smile of shared experience from their past as if he is remembering something or otherwise thinking.
 

“Thank you, no. This smells wonderful though,” Aekalos responds, smiling at the woman.

Picking up his utensils, he starts on the bacon and eggs, as he listens to Maris. “Trouble, huh,” Aekalos remarks, between mouthfuls, looking at Errast, “Well, I can’t say I’m surprised... it’s always the quiet ones who cause the most trouble,” he adds with a wink and a chuckle.
 

Errast smiles broadly - or at least as broadly as seems possible for him. Clearly he enjoys Aekalos remark. Almost as if a hiss his voice escapes his mouth. "Indeed." He holds the long vowels of the second syllable for emphasis, adding to the metaphoric semblance of hissing.

Maris continues the pleasantries. "Yeah. So tell us. It seems that we are free for a while to go where you go. So, where is it that you go?"
 

“Oh, just to Eberdeen... well Janston actually,” Aekalos replies, putting a small square of toast with egg and bacon on top of it into his mouth and chewing slowly. “I’ve got a little task to complete there, and then I’ll be returning to Partuss. Hopefully I’ll be able to wrap my business there up within a day or two, but I’m sure you know how it is... things seldom run as you imagine they will.”
 

Errast looks to Aekalos directly and tries to maintain a look directly into his eyes. "I prefer to think that people make their own luck and timing. The choices we make will always impact the future." His voice continues to hiss out of his mouth like air escaping through a small leak.

Maris smiles and feigns an attempt to steal some of Aekalos' food with a fork. "Well, after that bright and cheery thought, I'm all up for some adventuring! Personally I'm the opposite of Errast. I'd rather not make too many long term plans. That way I can be flexible enough simply roll with whatever life gives me rather than worrying about all the effects beforehand. You can plan all you want, but the thing about other people is they can't be guaranteed to react how you want them to."
 

Aekalos willingly meets Errast’s gaze and holds it. “Of course, but you can’t always make others do what you want, or judge what they’ll do,” he offers in reply, before breaking off the look and as he takes another forkful of his breakfast.

Aekalos smiles back, but doesn’t move to block the attempt. “Yes, well I’m somewhere in between those two extremes, though I’m probably a little closer to your outlook, than Errast’s,” Aekalos chuckles.
 

Errast shifts his gaze to Maris as she speaks. "Yes, well. Having an outlook closer to mine will at least allow you to have more fun!"

She continues, not trying to steal any more breakfast, "So, how is your meal?"
 

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