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[yaban]

Yaban: *doing Easterling martial arts with his poleaxe in the courtyard to the apartment building he shares with Theo and Dred, visible out Dred's window*

Dred: *glancing out the window. Oh hey, someone I vaguely know! Awesome! Decides to watch and hopes it's not creepy

Yaban: *may not have much liked the army, but WAS good at the physical stuff and makes a good show*

Dred: *okay so this is AWESOME*

Yaban: *finally stops to take a break, leaning against the poleaxe and drinking some water*

Dred: *leans out the window* Hey! Pretty impressive!

Yaban: waugh! *drops his bottle*

Dred: Oh geez sorry. sorry. *awkward*

Yaban: *picks it up and looks up* who're you!

Dred: I'm Theodred. I'm with the guard too. I've seen you around but we never really have ended up on the same shift or anything. Hi.

Yaban: *amused* I'm not a guard, I'm a historian. *sets his poleaxe down*

Dred: Oh sorry. Seen you AROUND then *amused too*

Yaban: just an ex - soldier getting exercise. *does a little pose* enjoy the show?

Dred: yeah, quite. That was pretty amazing. Nice moves.

Yaban: You should see the people actually masters of it. *stretches and goes to grab his shirt*

Dred: Yeah? Sounds interesting. But there'd probably be political issues and messiness so maybe it's a good idea that can't happen.

Yaban: oh, you Rohirrim. Letting a simple thing like hundreds years of hostilities...

Dred: I know, right? But there's a lot of thaat hostility about to boil over when I'm from so...

Yaban: *leans on his poleaxe, dressed now* I'm from the war you're talking about. Was plucked right out of formation

Dred: Wow. *impressed but kind of imagining that and frowning* that must have been a shock

Yaban: I've had a lot worse.

Dred: Yeah? Well that's good then. I mean it's nice here and all.

Yaban: Looking up like this is killing my neck. Want me to come to you?

Dred: Oh that'd be awesome. Want some tea or something? I'll get it started. I'd come down but I'm semi immobile

Yaban: which room? Tea's great

Dred: *gives him the number and goes to get that started*

Yaban: *ditches his weapon in his own room and heads over to make a new friend*

Dred: *gets the tea going and makes sure things are mostly clean. Not that he has a lot of stuff*

Yaban: *knocks, hoping he got the number right. Numbers are oddly hard for him in this script*

Dred: Hey. *opens the door* Come on in. Sorry, it's kind of dusty right now.

Yaban: that's fine. *hair spiky from his workout and grins at Dred*

Dred:*grins and leads him in*

Yaban: *notices his crutches/ankle* so that's why you were stuck in here spying on me

Dred: Pretty much yeah. But it's getting better!

Yaban: good. Horrible to be trapped inside while the weather isn't too bad yet

Dred:I guess it still IS kind of nice, considering what I hear.

Yaban: what do you hear?

Dred: Rain and stuff

Yaban: yeah. It's a lot wetter here than Rhun, I'll say that

Dred: Sounds rainier than I'm used to too

Yaban: and soon snow will come. And you poor guards will be out there shivering

Dred: Ouuch yeah.

Yaban: and I'll be in the house of history slowly going mad

Dred: I wonder which is better. We'll have to compare notes

Yaban: I think it'd be loads better if it weren't for Grima

Yaban: I've never had a nemesis before

Dred: Nemesis huh? A Grima, doesn't SEEM to be the same one from here, was in my world too. About to be my nemesis. I know it sounds stupid but..I have issues with him.

Yaban: yeah, like what?

Dred: this sounds stupid but...my father's kind of a big deal with the noble councils he's a part of. I think Grima wants to catch his ear but it feels like more...

Dred: It's sort of like he wants to replace me.

Yaban: ha. Mine seems to want to be the head of the scribes. He keeps managing to get a leg up on me and I'm the one that's an actual historian

Yaban: stupid white-haired ass

Dred: Ouuch. Yeah the one where I'm from isn't quite AS white haired as that. Blond but, you know. *sighs* And I don't know why but...I always look horrible in front of him.

Yaban: I know that feeling. Is it a popular name where you come from?

Dred: Not really no

Yaban: how about yours?

Dred: Well, not really I guess. There are a couple name elements to. Theod is people...several people have that. And then red is council. So people's counsul. Maybe that's why the Grima thing weird's me so much. I'm supposed to be more like what he is.

Yaban: well, that future's gone. And so's he.

Dred: You think like for good?

Dred: That's kind of a scary thought. I left my little cousins there

Dred: But in other ways...I kind of like it

Dred: I was sort of an embarassment at home I think

Dred: :Like my father never said it but..

Yaban: well. I'm pretty sure I'd be dead if I hadn't been pulled out, so maybe I have a different perspective

Dred: I'm pretty sure people found reasons to say it to him

Yaban: pah, fathers

Dred: I mean mine's...amazing. I wanted to be like him but there's not much chance I could hve been. Well I thought.

Dred: These days I'm starting to wonder if maybe

Yaban: Mine was a farmer. He's always been a little ashamed of me since I was five and screamed and wet myself the first time I met an ox

Dred: Ox huh? Don't they hve the big horns though?

Dred: that'd be freaky

Yaban: it was horrifying. It licked me

Dred: Licked you huh? *sort of amused there*

Dred: admittedly I was afraid of the dark.

Yaban: there's a lot of things that go bump in the dark. Like wraiths

Dred: Yees those. And they come out of NOWHERE

Yaban: I grew up near where one had its castle. People would go missing

Dred: Sounds creepy. Really unsettling

Yaban: yeah. *quiet*

Dred:*litttle shudder*

Dred: Okay so that's gotta suck even more.

Yaban: Not to play 'sucky childhood' races or anything

Dred: *laughs* Nah mine was pretty good. just...weird in a lot of ways I guess

Yaban: think your father will be proud of how you've ended up here?

Dred: Maybe. I always wnated to be better than I could be for him but...it's sort of like it's enough finding somewhere I can be ME instead.

Dred: I don't think he'd mind that

Yaban: well, welcome. *sips his tea* Good luck with your new life, may it not be interesting

Dred: *laughs* I'll take boring any day, yeah. Glad to meet you


Well, good to at least meet one Rohirrim I don't want to punch over and over until--stopping now.

Oh god, I have to go back to the House of History tomorrow and see Grima AGAIN.