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  1. Alana Tetroa

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    "Alright, well lets go then." Alana glanced at Tiketh with a nod.

    The common room was not too far of a walk, thankfully. Even with Alana's persistence on helping Tiketh, she still just herself, and supporting the weight of another person, regardless of how light they were... Well, to put it simply, Alana wasn't exactly the strongest person out there.

    For how small the common room was compared to other common rooms that Alana had seen around Hyrule, this was for sure the most extravagant. From gold lined wallpaper, to the glistening crystal chandeliers. A hearth on the far end, holding a brightly burning fire. The furniture luxurious and the people in it were certainly men and women of great money.

    Alana looked down at her plain blue travel clothes, still dirty from being out and about, and felt small and worthless for a mere moment before anger took it's place. These were the people who, despite have more than what they needed continued to hoard money for their own selfish ventures. These were the same people who framed her father, who laughed at her mother's poor existence, who showed no pity when her whole family fell to shambles. To them it was just another accident, another casual mistake they made. If you had no money, you were worthless. She closed her eyes, fists clenched and took a deep breath.

    Calm down. Not all rich are like this. Don't be so assuming, Alana. Think of flowers. Tulips, roses, cherry blossoms...

    When she opened her eyes again, her face relaxed into a blank look.

    "Sorry," She glanced over at Tiketh. "Don't mind me, I... I just thought of something. Where would be a good place to sit for you?"
     
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    Heading to the common room was easier said than done, but it wasn't too difficult. He forced himself to support as much of his weight as possible and not to collapse against Alana and, goddesses forbid, flatten and crush her to the floor or anything. He wasn't incredibly muscular, but what he was instead was very tall. Still, they made it in one piece. "There is good," he said and gestured to a chair by the hearth where it seemed a couple others were setting up to begin entertainment for the night as well. He smiled, happy to have company and not be performing a solo act this evening.

    When he was so readily granted stay here in exchange for his arts, he'd been under the impression it was because no one else was here to do so and they were in sore need of it. Though maybe these folk had entered after Tiketh. Or maybe they were just playing for fun and not in exchange for anything.

    These few men didn't quite look like they did everything Tiketh had learned, but they had instruments and hopefully didn't mind another joining on their song and adding some more harmony to the mix. The first of the fellows was sitting there tuning a guitar as Tiketh sat down. He smiled and welcomed him without a word and just like that, Tiketh was accepted into their group and they silently decided to make a beautiful song together.

    "Thank you,"
    he nodded to Alana, "For all your help." He was hoping his (or rather their as he remembered the other musicians) music would impress and she'd enjoy the show. He made another gesture with a sweep of his hand, "If you'd like to have a seat, I'd be truly honored for you to stay and listen for a bit."

    The rest of the common room was fairly noisy with chatter, but they soon calmed down and most heads turned if even for just a minute to listen as the musicians started up, Tiketh joining in shortly after to play a soft, and soothing melody to start.
     
  3. Alana Tetroa

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    Alana found an unassuming seat near the back of the common room and settled down there. She was here to listen to Tiketh's fiddle and then help him get back to their room afterwards. The people around her didn't matter, and shouldn't matter to her. She closed her eyes, crossed her arms and took a deep breath. She couldn't let a few strangers get to her like this.

    Alana truly enjoyed music. It was a field that she was regrettably, not so talented in. There were three types of people out there - people who could sing, people who were decent, and people who were completely tone deaf. Alana was of third group, and very much in the center of it. Uncle Frank knew how much she enjoyed music and tried to get her singing lessons, but after the hard tried attempts of three different teachers in the time span of two years long and torturous years, Alana finally gave up. She still couldn't tell the difference between notes. Everything just sounded fine by her. Maybe it was a blessing and a curse. At least all music sounded good in her ears. Every song told a story, but Alana lacked the ability to understand. Maybe her and music were just never meant to be.

    Tiketh's fiddle was just as pleasant to listen to. How talented he was, Alana couldn't tell, though from the way he handled the instrument, Alana could tell the man and his fiddle were long time companions. As the song drew to an end, Alana smiled slightly and clapped silently along with all the other applause in the room to keep attention away from her. If this was going to be all night, she'd be okay with it, though there was no say in how long she'd manage to stay awake before she'd start dozing off.
     
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    Slowly, the music faded out and Tiketh shut his eyes, a smile on his face as he listened to the applause of the crowd in the room. The other musicians were smiling and nodding and thanking them for listening, but Tiketh said nothing. He simply kept his head down, eyes closed, and listened to the sounds around him. It was nice. So nice. He missed this... was going to miss this more if this horrible streak continued and Take would not be stopped.

    The others soon struck up another song, but he did not join in quite yet. Scanning the crowd, he spotted his new friend Alana and waved a hand to her. Hoisting himself up to his feet, leaning heavily on a nearby table for support, he gradually made his way to her. He realized he should not be doing this and should rather be staying in one place and letting his leg rest for a few hours. He ought to be relaxing and just playing his songs and not constantly putting stress upon his injuries. However, he also didn't wish for his companion to get bored with him straight off the bat before he could get a chance to make this all worth the trouble.

    "How are you enjoying it so far?"
    he asked as he shakily slid himself down into a seat next to her. He supposed he probably looked like a ragged old dog collapsing after a long journey with the un-glorious way he just collapsed as well into the chair, likely never to rise again unless with a tremendous amount of help. "I hope it's to your liking. I haven't gotten to entertain like this in some time, and it sure feels amazing to be doing again. You never realize how much you enjoy something until you aren't able to do it for months. Then you get to do it again and it feels like a whole, grand adventure."
     
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    "You.. you shouldn't be over here... Sorry, I mean, not that I don't want you over here, or.. I... uh, well your leg, you shouldn't have tried to come over here... You know..." Alana trailed off, slightly caught off guard by Tiketh. She had zoned out slightly, listening to the music and hadn't noticed him coming over. She cleared her throat and gathered herself together. "I liked it. It, uh, reminds me of..." She wrinkled her nose trying to think of some fancy musical term that maybe one of her three music teachers used, but couldn't recall anything that seemed to mean something positive.

    "Of.. of...." She stopped and looked down, a slight blush on her cheeks. "I'm sorry. I'm tone deaf. All music sound the same to me."

    She glanced over at Tiketh with a small smile. "I agree though! I went home once to my Uncle Frank's once and he wouldn't let me out of the house for a week. It made me remember why I liked being out here some much. The freedom gives you so many possibilities! It's like an empty canvas waiting to be filled."

    Four years ago, Alana snuck out of the house and left to adventure for three months. When she finally came back with a ton of keepsakes, Frank grounded her for a week, but that venture also led him to realize that he could no longer keep Alana locked up in the house.

    "Shouldn't.. you be playing though? Wouldn't the people get mad if you don't?"
     
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    Leaning over the back of his chair, Tiketh was smiling. To him, it didn't matter if someone couldn't quite grasp or understand the music, only that they enjoyed listening to it. It was like fine art. Abstract and strange as it was, he could never quite picture what the artist saw when they drew it, but he could at least understand it took a lot of time and a lot of thought to make something that was truly beautiful to behold.

    "I'm just glad you liked it,"
    he replied, "I'd hate to bore you with some... inexperienced noise." Not that he was all that inexperienced. He liked to think that he had played enough for a long enough time that he knew what he was doing and could maybe be considered an expert at creating flowing tunes with his fiddle. "I say if you can at least appreciate it, then that's wonderful enough. One doesn't have to know how everything works just to like it, right?"

    He smiled and nodded hearing her story. "I have to agree with you on the freedom. It's exciting and wonderful, though sometimes I find myself wondering just what it would be like to have a real home..." He sighed, "I've never actually had a home since I've been a kid. I travel and I stay at inns and that's about the gist of it, really. It's pretty fun most of the time, but I guess it would still be nice to be able to have a place to return to whenever I get too weary."

    Not letting himself get too sad thinking about that, he looked back to the musicians in the corner playing some duet with each other. "I suppose they need a third member over there to add some harmony. The innkeepers would likely appreciate it as well." He stood, nearly knocking over the chair as he did, attempting to make his way back to his corner. Maybe if he braved it out like a tough little Hylian, he could actually look like he was going at it just fine and wasn't about to probably fall and hurt himself and look like a fool for the whole inn.
     
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    Alana thought to all the times her mother locked herself up in her room, staying there for days and weeks on end. She thought of all the times Uncle Frank pulled her away from her mother's door, distracting her with something else. A "real" home? A real home meant nothing. What was the point of a real home if you never felt any joy being there? Nothing against Frank, Alana understood how hard he tried to keep her happy, but whenever her mother disappeared into that room, it was like a thousand needles to her heart. Her mother was Alana's only regret. The only person she couldn't and failed to pull out of misery and it pained her every time she thought about it.

    "A real home wouldn't mean anything if all it brought were bad feelings for you. I don't think you're missing out on too much. It's not even really that important if you have a place to call home or not. It's really all about the sentimental value of a place. If you really wanted to, you can always just make a home for yourself."
    Alana frowned as she saw Tiketh get up, rushing over to help him.

    "How many times do I..."
    She sighed mid-sentence with a shake of her head, reaching over to help him stand. "I guess we really need to get you that crutch. That leg won't heal if you keep limping around on it like that." Alana paused for a moment. "And also, you're not allowed to move around like this anymore until I get you that crutch. I can't help you if you keep hurting yourself trying to act strong or whatever."
     
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    Tiketh nodded, a rather sullen look on his face as though he were a little child again being scolded by a parent. Perhaps he should not be making this harder on the poor lass by trying to undo her hard work every chance he had gotten. It would do him no good at all to be hobbling around and making his leg worse, keeping it from healing properly. All he was going to accomplish with this would be to ensure the wound never fully closed and to go through a ton of bandages, medicine, and clothing. Maybe it was best to let her take control and do only as she said.

    "I am sorry,"
    he apologized as he leaned against her, "I keep making this worse for you. I don't mean to mock your methods or undermine any help you've given. I'll try to be better from now on. I will sit on my stool and I won't move an inch until my job is done and I can go to bed." With that, he made way for his chair alongside his fellow musicians and picked up his fiddle once more.

    "For what it's worth,"
    he offered, hoping to at least give some helping words, "Even a terrible home is still a home. I can imagine not all are perfect and most don't even come close. I hope that someday I can make a place for myself and bring it as close to perfection as I can. Of course, that day will be a long way off..." He brought a hand up to his head, fingers brushing the fabric of his hood. He feared he was turning into a monster, and whatever monster it was going to be... it was not going to be a pleasant one. Best just to get back on his feet to where he could take care of himself again, then get far away from people before such a transformation could finish. Whatever home he was going to have after was going to be cold and lonely and gray.

    He tried to be cheerful for the present now, and just set his sights on what was right in front of him. Eyes closed, he strummed the bow of his fiddle across the strings, jumping right into the song and playing along once more. After this night, things would be different... but this night was not over with yet.
     
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    Alana wondered why Tiketh seemed so hard set on finding a home. It didn't seem too hard to find a place that meant something and could be settled down in...? Where were his friends? Or did he not have any? Alana couldn't really remember if he mentioned anything about them anymore. She furrowed her brow. Maybe he had some unspeakable secret, like a 6th toe or really bad gas at night, that he was embarrassed to let the world know. Regardless, Alana decided not to push for answers. If he wanted to tell her, she'd find out eventually.

    "A home isn't hard to find. It'll mostly depend on if you want to live close to people or far away. I can help you, if you want. You seem pretty set on finding a home." Alana muttered as Tiketh started playing again. She pulled up a chair near the rest of the musicians and sat down, thinking, pulling out the coin that she dropped earlier today when they first met. As she played around with it a thought flashed into her mind.

    Re-gifting a keepsake wasn't something she'd ever done before, but clearly, with how little she remembered of this coin, it wasn't very important to her anyway. If this was how her and Tiketh met, maybe it would be better off to give it to him, like a little memory. Even if he didn't store keepsakes like Alana did, it would still be something for him to remember these happy memories.

    She leaned over and to tug on Tiketh's sleeve, but then stopped. Maybe right now wasn't the right time. Maybe when they bid each other farewell, she'll give this to him. Then it'll mean a little more.
     
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    As Tiketh joined in on the next song, the group together began to pick up pace to take a slow and calming song into something more energetic and fun. People in the crowd began clapping and stomping to the rhythm, a few even swaying or getting up to start dancing. This was the type of music they most needed to hear. They needed something catchy to get them on their feet and get them up having fun instead of wasting their energies shouting and brawling with one another.

    Tiketh himself missed this kind of joy. It had been far too long before he had gotten to do this and he almost wanted to join in. But then who would be sitting here playing the fiddle and keeping up the melody for the dancers? The fellow alongside him with the guitar began shouting something that Tiketh did not catch and they upped the tempo of the music even further.

    With so many people drunk and trying to keep up, he figured it was only a matter of time before someone wiped out. Sure enough, some man who was attempting to swing some maiden around wound up instead losing his footing and crashing over the top of a table which, in turn, knocked over said table and all the drinks and food that was laying upon it. Those who were enjoying their ale did not seem to appreciate its sudden and unfortunate loss and looked like they wanted to pick a fight.

    While Tiketh stopped, the others did not, hoping to salvage situation until the drunk brawlers could be thrown out. However, he wasn't looking forward to waiting. Reaching for Alana, he offered a suggestion, "I think perhaps it might be time we head back to our room before they take that fight over here, no?"
     
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    Disgusting drunken brawls.

    Alana was not against brawls. She was in fact more than happy to trade a few hits to hone up her own martial skills, but drunken fights were always something she looked down upon. When two people who have lost the ability to make proper judgments decide that it's a good idea to fight, nothing good ever comes out of that.

    It was a shame that tonight would come to that. Alana was hoping to listen to music all night, but then again, it would probably be a good idea to let Tiketh get some rest for his leg.

    She nodded, slightly absentmindedly, the coin still in her hand. "Yes, I agree, we should get out of here." She said as she silently tucked it away back in her satchel. "I think you should probably get some rest too. I'll sleep on the chair. You can have the bed for the night."
     
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    Tiketh got to his feet, and just in time as a bottle throw awry had smashed just a mere few inches away from his feet. Surprisingly, he did not flinch, likely used to glass flying his way since he spent much of his life sitting in taverns and watching this sort of thing happen, usually trying to calm down the hooligans responsible. Still, he had no desire to be sitting around here any longer this night.

    "This is a little bit dangerous,"
    he said in a most obvious way that he didn't even need to say it at all. Taking the lady's arm, he moved slowly out of harm's way and towards the hall, the intended destination being their room without incident while everyone else concentrated on the fight. Some even began cheering on the fighters, roaring and whooping and egging them on further. He looked back just in time to see one of the musicians, a flutist, run out the door screaming for his life as bottles flew his way. Lucky man for getting smart and getting out while he was able to. No sign on the guitarist, but the music had stopped. Either he was hiding, knocked out, or had joined the fight. Tiketh wasn't sure which, but silently wished him good luck in his endeavors there.

    "The innkeeper is going to be pissed,"
    Tiketh noted, whistling out in disbelief at what had transpired, "But it wasn't my fault and they can't throw us out. We'd already made an agreement. Though... it might be best to leave as soon as we can tomorrow morning."

    Still, fortune was favoring them as a tray sat outside their door with the two hot meals promised along with the room. The Hylian smiled and pointed with a wordless gesture of 'Hey look, it's dinner'. "Could you help me with these?" he thought to ask as he grabbed for one of the trays to bring inside. "Now are you... Are you sure about taking the chair? I'd... I'd feel awful if you were uncomfortable and unable to sleep. Especially after all the trouble you've went through here."
     
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    At the end of the day, humans were barbarians. It didn't matter what money you had, what statuses, what mannerisms. Maybe the blind drunken haze that people got put into was a good way to reveal their true nature. Shed away all the fluff and all you have left is an animal that only knows how to scream and punch.

    Alana left the common room in disgust. She sure hoped that this wasn't how this place was like every night. This was probably by far the worst fight she'd seen, mostly just due to how stupidly vicious and petty people seemed to be here.

    "This is ridiculous. People can't even perform in safety..." She rolled her eyes in annoyance. At least the food that they were given were generous enough. Maybe the innkeeper knew in advance that this would happen or something. Who knew. She picked up the other tray and got a good whiff of the food, reminding her of how hungry she really was.

    "Mmmmm...." She glanced over at Tiketh, "I've slept in the streets, on the side of dirt roads, on huge jagged rocks that sloped at such an angle, you were basically standing. Sleeping on a padded couch for one night isn't going to kill me." She looked up at him. "Now you, with your leg, need a proper night's sleep. So that's settled." She looked back down at the tray. "Now... I'm starving... If you don't mind..."
     
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    "Not at all. Be my guest." Tiketh waved a hand through the air in the vague direction of the food trays. He was still thinking about the sleeping arrangements, feeling awful like he would be taking advantage of things if he so readily agreed. Some women were the type to say one thing while meaning something completely different, trying to be polite but expecting him to be the man and put his foot down to tell them 'No I'll do it'. But then others were more smart and actually said what they meant and expected him to go along with it. That wasn't to say he considered women dumb. Most were just... complicated. That was the main reason he was so awkward around them. Everything he were to say or do would somehow feel like the wrong choice and he was the bad guy.

    He eventually nodded and gave his full agreement to anything she said or ordered.Maybe it was best to keep his mouth shut and go along with things and not complain. He'd already done enough to irritate himself and needed to rest... though the brawlers didn't help things either.

    Taking a seat on the bed, scooting into a comfortable position, he pulled his tray onto his lap, slowly lifting the silvery lid and trying not to drool and show how hungry he was. A long journey away from a burning manor followed by a deadly chase by an angry Zora sure made one realize how good a decent meal truly felt. "It smells fantastic," he remarked, looking under the lid to see a plate of meat, potatoes, and green beans. There was a side dish of greens, a small salad he presumed, and a couple buttered rolls. "They sure didn't skimp on this, did they?" he added, rather impressed, "I'm used to more... simple meals like a bowl of soup and a biscuit. It's not often they give quite this much food."
     
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    Alana sighed as she dug into her food, devouring it hungrily. Maybe this place wasn't as bad as she thought it was. The room was a little small, but the inn itself wasn't that big in the first place either. The food tasted much better than anything she'd had in a while. Or maybe the innkeeper knew that performing here was dangerous and was just making up for it with the food.

    "Simple isn't necessarily a bad thing." She shrugged, forcing down a mouthful of food. "Sometimes the more extravagant the food, the more you end up eating. And then you get fat." She wrinkled up her nose at the thought of fat people. Not to judge how other people wanted to live their lives, but Alana would never allow herself to be like that. "Though that's not always the case." She added as an afterthought as she realized that maybe Tiketh had fat friends, and she shouldn't say such rude comments.

    "Though this food is quite the change from the usual." She nodded as she savored a mouthful of potatoes. "I might have to steal a minute with the chef and get his recipes before we leave." She glanced over at Tiketh. "I suppose you don't cook then? Or at least not often?"
     
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    Tiketh found himself unable to hold in a laugh. "I suppose that is true," he agreed, "Though I don't exactly... keep my diet strict, I have to maintain at least some semblance of a figure so I can do my stunts and tricks." An overweight person would never be able to do some of the maneuvers Tiketh could do. Could they do flips? Contortions? Hand stands? Jumps? Maybe some, but surely none easily. It was so much easier when you had a smaller figure. Tiketh was tall, but had very little in the way of mass to him. It made it much easier on him, of course it sometimes made him look less healthy than he would have liked. "I couldn't imagine myself being unable to perform my tricks. It's much of my life and I so enjoy doing it. It even helps a great deal in a fight, I might add."

    "But no,"
    he added, "I don't cook very well myself. It's a talent I could never quite get into." He could do so many things, and yet the art of food escaped him. "Maybe I should try and learn a few recipes someday so I could actually have some say in what I eat and not just... what any particular inn is serving on any particular night." Maybe then he could develop a favorite food and could learn how to make it whenever he wanted. "Oh! I could cook when I'm out traveling on the road and I won't have to resort to bringing jerky and fruit and bread every time."

    He grinned, "Wouldn't that be nice? I mean as much as I enjoy some smoked jerky, having a real meal when camping out would probably be better for me. Of course.. then I'd have to learn how to start and tend to a fire. I'm afraid, I've never been that great at starting fires. I don't have much magic to assist me. Mine is more... shadows and and illusions than useful flames. How about you? Do you use magic much? I know some people that never learn and others than can't live without it. It's amazing how easily people can take things like this for granted."
     
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    Alana chuckled. "You don't need any magic to start fires." She waved her hand around. "I only know a little bit of basic water magic. Just enough to mess with kids. Or make a casual distraction. Nothing too fancy." She rested her hand on her water glass. The water leaped out of the glass a couple inches into the air and then landed back into the glass. "Anyway, water doesn't exactly help with starting fires, so my magic isn't of much use in that department."

    She shrugged, leaning back in the chair, setting down her now empty plate. "I'm tone deaf and you can't cook. So how about, you teach me fiddle, and I'll teach you how to make fires and cook? I think that's a pretty good deal."

    Alana was no master chief, but she did have relatively high standards for her food. Food was the essence of the living body. Alana believed that if you ate garbage, you'd be garbage. If you ate good food and took care of yourself, you'd live a much happier and better life. Nothing was wrong with a simple bowl of soup and bread, but eating that every day certainly wasn't enough. Alana believed in variety, and in order to have consistent variety, the best way was to learn how to cook everything herself.

    "I picked up a good amount of recipes traveling around Hyrule. I could teach you some. It's not hard. I'm sure you'll pick it up with no problem. You can't be eating jerky all the time, you'll be all skin and bones."
     
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    True enough. Water did nothing to help start fires, but it certainly did a wonderful job at dousing them. "Sometimes magic tricks can be more fun than more practical uses," he admitted, "Flashy effects that make it seem so exciting." You could cast the most useful spell ever that maybe even saved people, but if it was ugly and not interesting to look at, often times people did not comment on it and did not remember it. They liked things that were pleasing to the eyes. Those things stuck in the head longer and made more of an impression.

    "Now you've got yourself a deal,"
    he said through a smile, teeth tearing into a bread roll. Butter dripped down his chin and he sheepishly wiped it away with a sleeve, an apologetic look on his face before he continued with the thought. "I'd be happy to teach you everything I know. I know a slew of songs, beginner to expert, and a good condition fiddle can cost almost nothing if you know where to look." He'd need to also pick up a few sheets of music and notes as well, adding these things to a mental shopping list to get. He knew so many songs off the top of his head, but to learn the notes, it would likely be easier to have something of a cheat sheet ready for reviewing and referencing.

    Mind wandering away from his list, he laughed. "I'm already barely more than skin and bones. I guess that's a bad thing though and I ought to be healthier in my eating habits. What would you have me cook first? We could head to the market in the morning and pick up supplies while I hunt around for a nice instrument for you." It seemed like a good enough tradeoff to him. "I hope noting too complicated or expensive. It would be a bit of a shame to go burning and ruining expensive cuts of meat." He was still laughing, just imagining the sadness at having to toss out a prime strip of savory lamb, mutilated beyond the ability to eat anymore.
     
  19. Alana Tetroa

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    "Oh don't worry about ruined food." Alana glanced over at Tiketh with a smirk. "I think you should be more worried about your own ears once you hear me try to play music." There were a lot of things Alana could deny that she was bad at, but there was one thing for sure that she couldn't even try to deny and that was how terrible she was at music. "My uncle hired three different music teachers to teach me music. They all quit within 6 months." She grinned mischievously, "They all said I was hopeless. Absolutely and completely tone deaf. Compared to burning a few slabs of meat, I think losing your sanity might be a bigger issue."

    She paused for a moment, resting her hand on her cheek. "Though, as for what we'll make for food...." She trailed off, pondering. Maybe something simple to start? Something like... roasted rabbit, cooked with dandelion greens. Or deer leg, seasoned, roasted over a fire with carrots and potatoes? Alana was getting hungry just thinking about all this food even though she had just ate. "Oh we'll figure it out. I have plenty of spices, we'll just need to get everything else. We'll start simple."

    She nodded to herself with. Leaning back into her chair, a small yawn slipped out of her mouth. "Well, if you don't mind, I'm getting a little tired. I should sleep soon. We can figure out the rest of what we'll do tomorrow."
     
  20. Tiketh

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    "Well lucky for you I'm both determined and patient," he beamed. Where others had failed, surely he would succeed. Tone deaf or not, anyone could learn to appreciate music he was sure of it. They would start small, just a few notes and no complex songs until it was right. Without a place to go or friends to return to, he had all the time in the world for things like this... unless Take had other plans.

    He shivered with that notion, unwilling and unwanting. The spirit had yet to make an appearance or show any sign of its presence. It had not spoken, not affected him yet nor tried to assume control. Tiketh was beginning to wonder if he was being toyed with. What of everything that had happened was just some sort of... aftershock like the final end of an earthquake. Or what if it was the start of horrible things yet to come...like an omen or prediction of the future.

    He was lost in his thoughts, worrying, panicking, trying hard not to let either show, when he realized Alana was speaking. Nodding frantically, he finished off the last scraps of his food. "Oh! Of course! It is getting rather late I imagine. We've both had a long day and could use the rest. We'll talk about this more in the morning, I think." Contagious as it was, he yawned as well, stifling it with a hand over his mouth. "We'll make plans then."

    He gently laid himself down, keeping his leg stretched out where he might not be rubbing or disturbing it. "I'll see you in the morning," he said finally before closing his eyes. With a flick of the wrist, his shadow magic could out any lanterns and candles. as he had just been talking and thinking about how some magic was pleasing to see and some wasn't, and he'd taken his own talents for granted.
     

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