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Day 288
Who: The Helmsman and you
Open: Open
When: Day 288
Where: By the entrance to the Skyway
What: The Helmsman ventures out and comes back with some shinies he's heard so much about.
Format: Any
Warnings: The usual difficulties that come with chatting it up with him
Regardless of the tension that's flared up because of recent discussions, it seems as though the Helmsman's schedule hasn't changed particularly greatly. Today, just like every other day, he ventures outwards from the Tower. Unlike every other day, however, he doesn't venture off onto Dragonfield or wander about the Bastion or lay face down on the grass. Instead, when he shows up again, it's from the direction of the Skyway and a bruise blossoming on one side of his face.
And then he lays down on the grass where anyone could step on him.
At least it's not just laying, this time. Sparks of red and blue lift up tiny little shards for him to inspect curiously. For anyone in the area, he's not hard to miss.
Open: Open
When: Day 288
Where: By the entrance to the Skyway
What: The Helmsman ventures out and comes back with some shinies he's heard so much about.
Format: Any
Warnings: The usual difficulties that come with chatting it up with him
Regardless of the tension that's flared up because of recent discussions, it seems as though the Helmsman's schedule hasn't changed particularly greatly. Today, just like every other day, he ventures outwards from the Tower. Unlike every other day, however, he doesn't venture off onto Dragonfield or wander about the Bastion or lay face down on the grass. Instead, when he shows up again, it's from the direction of the Skyway and a bruise blossoming on one side of his face.
And then he lays down on the grass where anyone could step on him.
At least it's not just laying, this time. Sparks of red and blue lift up tiny little shards for him to inspect curiously. For anyone in the area, he's not hard to miss.
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His tone is casual enough, though he's starting to doubt the fact that he doesn't mind. He sort of does, now that he's seen there are options that aren't just for other people.
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"I don't feel pain and I'm good at killing. It makes sense... I guess."
Would he be good at killing if he hadn't been born where he was? Maybe not... but it's what he is.
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No, he doesn't like that. At all.
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It's... hard to just up and change that. So stop hissing, dammit!
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Probably. He's not totally sure, but that's his best guess.
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A bit hard to tell all that, of course, because they are still just stick figures. But still.
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He can sew himself up, but he wouldn't really be comfortable doing that kind of thing on someone else.
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It usually wasn't for any altruistic cause.
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Most of what he knows about setting bones and stuff like that is from personal experience, which while it's useful for himself doesn't really work so well on people who can actually feel pain.
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Maybe there were some more malevolent ones somewhere, but it's not like he'd have heard about them. Or cared, really. Not unless it was relevant.
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Looks like Otoha has him thinking.
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... Maybe he should do this more often. He's not exactly a nature person, but he could get used to this.
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So what now? Is that it?
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"It should help reduce the swelling now that you've taken care of it." He picks the towel up and sets it aside.
"Were you planning on doing something else today?" Because he's bored, honestly.
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His answer comes in the shake of his head. No, not really.
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Maybe he'll just sit and bug Helmsman more.
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It's not like he can read any of the books here other than the one that he bought.
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He holds up three fingers, hoping that Otoha gets the idea that he's asking about that 'training' bit.
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Not that he cares much if he lives or dies, but he can't defend anyone if he's dead.
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Fast enough to get out of most trouble, anyway. Most of the monsters out there are just things that are... odd-shaped compared to the people he's used to fighting.
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