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 Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 1:52 pm
"...w-would you like to be taken to-to the hospital?" he asked as he handed Talbot the shirt. There was worry & tiredness in Arron's features.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 10:37 pm
"Ah... no. I'm certain my mistress... will come for me to collect my debt. If I'm in the hospital...." Talbot cringed a bit again, putting his hand to the collar around his neck, "...everyone inside will be in danger." He looked down at his knees.
"She said she... wanted to see the life leave my eyes personally... so I'm safe from having my energy drained until she finds me."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 10:47 pm
The young man used a pocket knife to carefully cut off the collar. He sat down in front of his friend. "...M-Maybe... b-but... I-I should explain something f-first." he said. Arron launched into the story of his & Atticus's travels, telling Talbot about the home he had come from & why the knight had left it. The story was fairly long, but worth the wait.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 10:50 pm
Talbot listened silently with wide eyes. He was speechless for a time even after Arron had finished his story. It took a nudge from Atticus to knock him back to his senses.
"I'm... a knight...?" he asked. It was truly hard for him to believe, but all the pieces fit together even though he still didn't remember.
"That's incredible. I can... hardly believe it."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 10:58 pm
There was a nod from the mechanic as well as a smile. He stood saying, "Th-That's what I-I found out... &... y-your father did en-enchant my eyes.. wh-whatever I-I l-let him see... he sees... He-He can also c-cast sp-spells if I-I stare at something l-long enough..." Arron picked up the glass he had given to Talbot the night before & refilled it from the sink. "It-It's s-safe to say he-he can be of aid wh-when she comes..." he said offering it to the young man.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 11:04 pm
"Thank you." the slave took the glass and drank from it carefully. While he was able, he ate the crackers he'd been given during the night that he'd left untouched. When he was done, he smiled.
"My kind father... is going to protect me... a knight, from my mistress..." he said simply.
"It sounds so strange, but... so wonderful. I have a mother and father that love me... and I'm more than just a slave."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 11:23 pm
He nodded with a smile. "Once y-you are better... we-we can work on-on a-a plan to get rid of the-the mistress f-for good..." he said.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 11:35 pm
"Well... if I'm a knight, I must have some sort of... fighting skill. Sword-fighting or... lance fighting maybe." the slave frowned. "I still don't remember my past, despite it being revealed to me. Perhaps if I regain my memory, I'll be of more help. I just wish I know what it took...."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 11:39 pm
With that, Arron fiddled with his wrist plate, making the chest appear. "Y-Your parents w-wanted y-you to have y-you arm-armor." he said trying to open the large chest.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 12:07 am
"Ah, really?" Talbot looked over curiously. He was still having a hard time wrapping his mind around everything, especially in his unhealthy state, but he was beginning to understand and believe it all.The chest came open with a bit of difficulty. Inside, a golden and cream coloured suit of finely crafted armour was settled, complete with a sword in a golden sheath. It was very impressive, and looked to be Talbot's size.The slave was speechless again. He looked at the armour and sword in awe.
"Arron.. could you please... pass me the sword?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 12:27 am
Arron did as he was asked, being careful with the weapon. "St-Stars... it's be-beautiful..." he said awestruck.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 12:39 am
"And well maintained." Talbot agreed. He rested the sheath on his lap as he pulled the sword from it. There was a moment of shock to his face before his hand seized up and he dropped the sword to the floor by Atticus.
"AAH!!" he grasped his head with both hands and cringed, curling himself almost into a ball due to the the sudden and intense pain his head was feeling.Atticus flinched, and sat up, having avoided the blade of the sword. He stood alert, in case Talbot was under some kind of attack.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 12:46 am
"Ah-T-Talbot!" cried Arron as he went to his friend, afraid he was going to have to knock him out once again. Grabbing the hilt of the sword, Arron poised, ready to do what was necessary.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 12:51 am
The pain seemed to subside on its own, as Talbot was left breathing hard and shaking from the shock of it. He tried to compose himself, and held tightly to his own sides to stop from shaking. Once he'd calmed himself with some deep breaths, he spoke.
"I'm... Talbot Prescott Nesdin...." he said with a shaky voice, "...I'm... 20 years old and... I... remember everything..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 12:58 am
Lowering the sword, Arron's expression was one of befuddlement. "...what?" he breathed, "...r-really..?"
"I though' yer middle name was hilarious... This guy's is great ta~" said a laughing Lyth.
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