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[knightofratatosk]

[Once again Emil is out wandering around the village, although this time he's got his chimera Sial at his heels. Sial is carrying a small stick in his mouth, and every so often he'll run over to Emil and nudge at the boy's leg until Emil reaches down to take the stick and toss it halfheartedly for Sial to fetch. There's clearly something on his mind at the moment if his downcast expression is any indication.

If you happen to pass the pair, Sial might come bother you to see if you'll throw the stick for him.]

[OOC: Phonetagging for the rest of the afternoon, I just wanted to get this up before the event.]

Comments

[hotheadedidiot]

[Well, he sees the blond in sight, eventually, looking quite perplexed. Thankfully, Stahn's just about forgotten what happened before.]

Ah, hey Emil!

[knightofratatosk]

Huh...? Oh, hi Stahn. Have you seen Sial anywhere? I took him out for a walk, but he ran ahead of me and I don't know where he went.

[hotheadedidiot]

Sial? ...Oh! He came running up to me like he was hungry, so I gave him some of my chicken! [he points back the way he came.]

[knightofratatosk]

... why do you have chicken with you out on a walk, anyway?

[hotheadedidiot]

...I was hungry.

[knightofratatosk]

Couldn't you wait until you got home?

[hotheadedidiot]

I've gotta keep my strength up before I do my training for the day, and I wouldn't be going home for a while!

[knightofratatosk]

You're still training in all of this snow. Wow, you're a lot more dedicated than I am. Maybe that's why I'm still not any good at fighting without going into Ratatosk Mode.

[hotheadedidiot]

...To be honest, I'd love to just stay inside and sleep the day away, but Dymlos won't let me rest at all unless I've gotten in my training!

You should try it sometime, Emil! It's not that hard once you get the hang of it! I'll even invite you in on my regiment once the weather warms up if you want me to!

[knightofratatosk]

Dymlos...? Oh, right, your Swordian. I can't imagine what it would be like to have a sword that talks... having Tenebrae around is bad enough sometimes, and it's not even like he's right there with me all the time. Actually, I think it would be kind of creepy if my sword could talk. I'd feel weird sleeping with it in the same room.

[Totally not avoiding accepting that offer, no.]

[hotheadedidiot]

Well, he doesn't always have something to say, and I've gotten pretty used to having him around. I was really freaked out the first time I met him, though! It really was creepy to find a talking sword!

...Of course, speak about me as if I'm not even here.

[knightofratatosk]

[... OKAY THAT WAS CREEPY.]

W-whoa!

[hotheadedidiot]

Maybe I wouldn't do it if you'd speak up more often, Dymlos! It's hard to remember you're there when you don't talk!

Hmph.

[knightofratatosk]

Um, h-hi Dymlos...

[hotheadedidiot]

...

Come on, Dymlos! Say something! You know you don't need to keep quiet here!

...Hello.

[knightofratatosk]

Hello... you probably don't remember who I am, but I'm Emil.

[hotheadedidiot]

I remember who you are.

[knightofratatosk]

Oh, then hello again. I didn't think I really stood out that much.

[hotheadedidiot]

Well, I've sure talked to you enough times! Besides, after a thousand years, I guess you just end up remembering everything.

[knightofratatosk]

... a thousand years? W-wow, you're almost as old as Tenebrae!

[Yes, he really did take that literally.]

[hotheadedidiot]

Hmph.

Aww, come on, Dymlos. Don't be like that!

[knightofratatosk]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean that you were old, just... um, you've had a lot of experience?

[hotheadedidiot]

Aww, don't mind him. Dymlos is just a grumpy grouch.

I am not a "grumpy grouch"!

[knightofratatosk]

... you do remind me a little of Tenebrae.

[hotheadedidiot]

...Who was Tenebrae? A friend of yours?