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Alistair (Theirin) ([personal profile] fatherlesskind) wrote in [community profile] entranceworks 2015-11-24 04:09 am (UTC)

Oh, ow! That hurts, you know. I'm wounded here!

[He puts a hand to his chest in mock distress before making a dramatic recovery and bouncing to his feet. Grabbing up his sword-belt he buckles it on as he leads the way over to the door. Not that he's really expecting to need it but he's gotten so used to having it with him all the time that it feels strange to go around unarmed.]

There's a kitchen. It has everything in there, even things I've never seen before. [It was one of the first places he'd found, before he'd even considered looking for a room. A place to sleep was important but food was even more so.] And I haven't seen a cook or any staff around. No one's told me off for stealing food yet so I think we can just take whatever we want.

[Which is a pretty nice change from being chased out of the kitchens at the abbey or scolded for raiding the stores at camp. No one back home appreciates that he's a growing boy. Or has the appetite of one.]

Whatever we're here for it seems like we're supposed to be comfortable.

[Which might just be intended to keep them from wanting to leave. But he's still glad not to have to go hungry.]

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