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Methos and Kronos in the Duncan-less universe
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One of the Same.
In Thanalan, it wasn't hard to figure out which was day and night, even in dark rooms. One had to feel the sudden drop of temperature, which signified that stepping outside would be a view of the lifestream in the dark sky. When it got warmer, the ground would leave small dust clouds to even the lightest of foot, which is to say, that luckily in the Pugilist's Guild that perhaps the training grounds were a little oasis from the sweat of everyone training. Still, Kormak never took his duties in the Guild without any disgust, as he swept the floor early and to do some exercise during his extended break after patrolling. Granted, the new soldier had only been patrolling the streets outside. He was ever vigilant slaying monsters for new adventurers to enter the city, or stopping squabbles between the smaller merchants.
Until he heard a familiar sound of the training dummy, Kormak peered in to see Chuchuto sparring, her small frame energetically gaining energy with each throw of a punch. He watched as the small recruiter practicing her rotations with determination to prove herself as the right hand of the legendary Holyfist. Still, he walked over quietly to go about putting all the bandages and gloves in order. It was until his large shadow blocked the window, and she called out to him, "Oh, Kormak! Or should I say, Private Warsoul?"
The green-eyed lalafell smiled when he handed her a towel. Her natural complexion was pink with exertion, Kormak couldn't help but find a pitcher and fill a cup of water.
"Oh, thank you! Hehe, you're still as kind." Chuchuto smiled, "how have the Flames been treating you?" she giggled, hearing him make somewhat of a grunt or a sigh, but disgruntled.
"It's alright..." Kormak spoke, putting on his training gear over the new attire. " Nothing unusual except I wear a uniform."
Chuchuto patted his arm, "then come sit down. Is that why you keep coming back here?"
Kormak just shrugged but sat down, meeting Chuchuto at height while she drank her water. "More or less." there were times that he would find himself looking over at Chuchuto just when she was looking after him. She had always vouched for him whenever they went to the marketplace or went to the Quicksand. She and Hamon took him in, a neglected refuge. "Merely paying the debt."
"Now listen here," Chuchuto put her hand on her hip. "There's no debt that needs to be paid, nor a contract hanging on your head." She shook her fist repetitively " if that's what you think of us after spending so much time here, do you expect us to treat ya like a Dog? How could you even say that also if we're like a small family?"
Her words made him flinch involuntary "family," he said with scorn, "I had a family, and now they're dead. Those who call out that they're my family now lie just for money or services...now that I'm more passible when I was merely a blemish in this city-state."
The training grounds fell silent in the dusk of morning, but Chuchuto was quietly shaking before she let out a few breaths. She was going to agree right, Kormak just looked ahead. He didn't know why he was even taken in here, but it was the only view he saw in Ul'dah: become a useful tool, and you can survive.
"I know your thoughts on Lalafells are always grand, nay, they are painted with wealth because of that prejudice. But I wasn't so well to do, and I was very familiar with Pearl Lane, to be nothing but an urchin with my friend." Chuchuto set her cup aside. "But Master Hamon took me in, and despite his dignity, he had always treated me somewhat as I trained under him. He, master Holyfist the famous Pugilist in Ul'Dah, has never once looked at me as a chore or anything pathetic."
She turned to Kormak, "and now I'm doing the same to you. You have never done anything wrong or should a being be treated as such! When you join our Guild, you become part of us, you become part of the family, at least...that's what I hoped you could understand. Our arms will always be open to you, and if you want to leave, we won't stop you. And if you think this is all some petty debt, I'm going to deck you so hard that Rhalgr himself can feel your pain!" She huffed while she looked away, "so...don't think you're alone. Me and Hamon, we're proud that you did so well for yourself, and you're going to keep doing some great and amazing things. And never give up!"
He had no words as he watched such a small person speak with passion. But what stirred the most was how Chuchuto's heartfelt speech rang in his ears, "we're proud." In all his summers of Thanalan, he stared at her statement, his usual hard features relaxed as he looked at his once mentor. "Alright...so...should I call you sister?"
"Well...i-if you want." She smiled, "maybe Big sister. Just don't call Hamon father, or it will go to his head-" she paused when she heard a soft sound, which was constricted but slowly drifted throughout the room.
And the two were chuckling, with mirth that sparkled as the sunrays of the morning.
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AN: It’s been a long time since I wrote about him, but I’ll be slowly posting updates throughout the summer. Those who have been reading about this man, thank you for being patient!
Had a dream where I was constantly trying to make a particular post to tumblr but increasingly random things distracted me. So here you go, straight from my dreams:
'Imagine getting a sweet new sword one day, falling down the stairs with it and beheading youself, then finding out you were a highlander who just bumblefucked yourself.'
I don't know why dream me was so sure this would be relatable.
Kris Pyral + Gooseberries
My FC recently rebranded to "A Ton of Berries"
So I had the Idea to draw some members with their favourite Berries
Here is Kris Pyral (Odin) + Raspberries