devourthemfirst | First Misfortune

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[If you're in the Good Spirits bar today, you may hear an audible 'thunk' coming from under one of the tables. It sounds like someone's head just clonked against the bottom of it, and one just did. A ten year old boy just woke up under the table and sat up only to have his head meet the table in a not so nice manner.

Why he's there? Czes really has no idea. In fact, he has no idea where he is. All he knows is that this can't be the Alveare. This place isn't as classy and the atmosphere... it's just too different. Besides, what would he be doing back at the Alveare? Last thing he remembered doing was running away from Claire. He should've ended up back with Ennis...

The wings and pain running through his back are definitely not helping with his confusion. He even cringes as he tries to scoot back against the wall.

What should he do? He can't tell if any of those people out there are immortals, not from here at least. He needs to get a good look at everyone and talk to them.

So only a minute or so after the 'thunking' sound, he gets out from under the table and for a moment, he just looks around, observing everyone there. He then approaches anyone close by.] U-Um, excuse me?

[A little while after he wakes up at Good Spirits, Czes will be seen outside in the snow, wandering around in this outfit as he had managed to find his way to the clothing store and grab something nice and warm. He doesn't look scared like earlier, he actually has a more thoughtful look on his face.]

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[Czes just sighs, frustrated then shoves his hands into his jacket pockets. It's useless to rely on Firo to protect Ennis, he'll have to do something about it when he returns home.]

You're useless.

[ He just barely manages to refrain from striking back physically as his anger starts to boil over. ]

It's not like anybody else was even lookin' for her! And I was barely out the door before I got dragged here.

[ Calm down, Czes is just upset, he's not normally this bad... It's Dallas' fault, Firo's sure, so he tries to channel his anger that way. He draws back from Czes. ]

I'll find her and make him pay, you can bet on that.

[Czes doesn't flinch, but instead looks Firo over closely. He really wouldn't be this upset if this was just some other person who was kidnapped.

..Actually he shouldn't be all too worried at all. Ennis is strong and an immortal. If some guy just kidnapped her for ransom then she's bound to kick their ass and be fine. Plus Firo is going to look for her and find her, Czes doesn't doubt that.

So he sighs]

Fine.

[ Firo is surprised that Czes doesn't continue to insult him or argue. He stares for a moment, but doesn't provide any other reaction besides a nod. ]

So... You need to get settled in.

[ Somehow, he's a little doubtful that Czes is going to be too eager for his help. ]

I can get settled in myself. The people I met with earlier told me everything.

[Yep, still a bit agitated with you Firo]

[ There's a moment where Firo wonders if he should insist that Czes accept his help, but he holds off. Czes has taken care of himself, and he probably needs some space. It helps that the knowledge that Czes has already gotten help shocks Firo into distraction. ]

The people? Who?

They were in that bar over there. [He points over to it]

That's where I woke up.

Huh... looks like you got lucky this time.

[ That must be a lot better than waking up by having some jerk fall on you. ]

Kinda surprised you actually talked to 'em.

I needed to figure out what was going on and where I was.

[And you know, they weren't immortal so he figured it would be okay]

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Yeah, yeah, I get that. But it's good to see you makin' friends.

[ He smiles a little; he's so proud of you, Czes! ]

I wouldn't call them friends. They just explained some things to me.

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Well, you talked to 'em, that's a step in the right direction.

I guess so. [He gives Firo a confused look. He's always talked to mortals!]

[ Firo keeps smiling, heedless of the way Czes is looking at him. Maybe Czes will use his time in Luceti to turn over a new leaf and be more sociable! ]

So, hey... Do ya want me to go around with you while you look for a place to stay?

[ It's a long shot, but he wants to keep an eye on Czes. ]

I think I can manage to find a suitable living arrangement on my own.

[Well... it'll... definitely take some time. People stalking and what not, but he'll find a place]

Besides, it's getting late and I'm tired. I'll probably just go to that Welcome Center place for the night.

Alright.

[A bit of disappointment flickers acros his face. He understands that Czes isn't the most sociable and that he's within his rights to be angry with Firo, but it still would be nice to spend a little time with someone from home. Plus, he wants to make sure Czes is safe.]

Ya want me to walk you there?

Do what you want.

[He sighs a little then points in one direction] It's this way, right?

Fine. I will.

[He nods and stops himself short of reaching for Czes' hand. That probably wouldn't be received well. ]

Yeah, let's go.

Yeah.

[And so he starts walking, hands stuffed back in his pockets to keep them out of the cold air. For a moment, he doesn't say anything, just thinking to himself, but then he starts to wonder something... ]

What have you been doing here this entire time?

[Czes' attempt to converse is unexpected, but heartening. Firo smiles as he glances at Czes.]

What've I been doin'? Well...

[He shrugs and the smile fades.]

There's not much to do. Gettin' to know people, practicin'...

Well you had to have been doing things besides just that. I was able to read about the drafts and experiments while I was in the bar.

What are they like?

The drafts?

[It's slight, but his shoulders tense when he says it.]

It's like a little a war. We're just lucky we're not over there nearly as long as those guys in the Great War.

The experiments are just weird. People go crazy for a few days, then stuff goes back to normal.

How long do people stay there? Where exactly do they fight?

[Ah... at least it's not like the little experiments he's been through. Sorry Firo, he has to ask all the questions] Are we drugged or something?

A few days. Five, give or take. I've heard the place changes, but where I fought, it was a mine.

Sure seems like it. Maybe they put somethin' in the food...

That doesn't make sense. Why would they send you out in a war zone for only a few days? [Wars aren't that simple]

I see... guess I'll have to make my own food.

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