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Taliesin
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Tal, who was quite used to Aisha’s tendencies despite not having seen her for quite a while, did not miss a beat when she ‘corrected’ him about the gender of her sword. It was something for her to decide and develop. He was actually rather amused she’d already pulled out a name for him. “Then I will have to apologize properly with my own blade.” He grinned at her mischievously. That may or may not have been a bit of an innuendo but he was putting a lot of effort into not doing anything that would set off that argument again.
“Hmm…” Tal chuckled softly at what he considered a strong exaggeration. “I think you will be just fine. We’ll take it slow so you can stop thinking your way to destruction though.” He was quite convinced that at least half of her problem, especially now when she was older and had likely a lot more coordination than when she was a child, was that she was so convinced she was a clumsy danger to society that it was all she knew how to do anymore. The girl who could run so swiftly after him (for a human) and dodge around obstacles certainly had the coordination needed to swing a sword without injuring anyone but the people she was trying to.
Now, strangely enough, it was about that moment that it really sunk in for Tal that they were actually doing this. The long term planning he was doing had suddenly become a lot less abstract and he felt himself grow somewhat apprehensive. He wasn’t sure he could do this, interact with his past like nothing had changed at all. He had become rather set in his ways these past few years and throwing Aisha in the mix was a shock to his system that they would be working out quite possibly for a long time to come.
Tal closed his eyes and mentally sighed, pushing away the sudden swarm of emotions when he felt a ‘ping’ of danger. His eyes snapped open and swiftly surveyed the crowd around him, but no one stood out and the aura he sensed was gone. “Shit.” He cursed softly. He highly doubted that was related to his current target and that was almost certainly a bad thing. “Well that’s just lovely.” He said louder. “Let’s return to the inn then, this crowd is getting to me.” To a passer-by Tal would sound like just a normal guy speaking, but to Aisha who knew he tended to speak in a more refined manner he would sound a little off, both in tone and phrasing.
“Hmm…” Tal chuckled softly at what he considered a strong exaggeration. “I think you will be just fine. We’ll take it slow so you can stop thinking your way to destruction though.” He was quite convinced that at least half of her problem, especially now when she was older and had likely a lot more coordination than when she was a child, was that she was so convinced she was a clumsy danger to society that it was all she knew how to do anymore. The girl who could run so swiftly after him (for a human) and dodge around obstacles certainly had the coordination needed to swing a sword without injuring anyone but the people she was trying to.
Now, strangely enough, it was about that moment that it really sunk in for Tal that they were actually doing this. The long term planning he was doing had suddenly become a lot less abstract and he felt himself grow somewhat apprehensive. He wasn’t sure he could do this, interact with his past like nothing had changed at all. He had become rather set in his ways these past few years and throwing Aisha in the mix was a shock to his system that they would be working out quite possibly for a long time to come.
Tal closed his eyes and mentally sighed, pushing away the sudden swarm of emotions when he felt a ‘ping’ of danger. His eyes snapped open and swiftly surveyed the crowd around him, but no one stood out and the aura he sensed was gone. “Shit.” He cursed softly. He highly doubted that was related to his current target and that was almost certainly a bad thing. “Well that’s just lovely.” He said louder. “Let’s return to the inn then, this crowd is getting to me.” To a passer-by Tal would sound like just a normal guy speaking, but to Aisha who knew he tended to speak in a more refined manner he would sound a little off, both in tone and phrasing.