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Maraas Shokra

WHO: The Iron Bull
WHERE:Mostly the villages + some patrols
WHEN: Feb 17-25
OPEN TO: OTA
WARNINGS: No specific ones, mentions of booze, sex and fighting are standard Bull stuff.

Des and Bull had taken some time to find the right spot for their new brewery, but Des had been right, The inn in the North Village proved to be the best place for it. It was big enough that they could really get things going and provide an actual tavern atmosphere to the place. Now they were getting things set up there. A stockroom starting to be filled with the supplies Bull had already gotten, the kitchen filled with their equipment and one of the rooms commandeered for a fermenting room., keeping the temperature in there a little warmer than the rest of the place.

[For Des]
After they had gotten the stuff up there and squered away Bull stands in the middle of the kitchen and looks around. "Not a bad choice at all. I think we can make this into a really good place, a proper tavern. We just need to get brewing on a big scale for that." He grins at Des "You're down for helping me grow hops and barley in the summer? I don't want to rely on the gifts"

[For Thor (or Loki if he wants to be the one answering the door)]
After Bull's gotten settled and seen how the whole place functions he figures it might not be a bad idea to consolidate the brewing that is going on in the village. So he heads to Thor's house, knocking on the door. "You in there, Thor?"

[Patrols, OTA]
Not even a brand new brewery is going to stop Bull from preforming his duty as one of the guys leading patrol, so he shows up every day, bright and early. He even puts a note up in the South inn that people who want to join can meet up and get paired with someone else who does the patrol as well. There are a few routes he likes to take. Around each of the villages, checking on the fountain and the road between, and then also making sure they have plans for defense of the villages. You can pretty much always approach him with that.

[Inn, Lunchtime. Off Color, Feb 21-22 ]
When Bull wakes up the morning of the 21st he feels good, though slightly different. And like he is in the mood for something different. Maybe he should experiment some with the beer today. They had recently gotten new supplies. What if he changed up some of the ratios.

It wasn't until around lunch time, after the beer had been started that he realizes what has caused it. His band had changed color to violet. Damn. Once he sits down at the lunch table at the inn he looks around, trying to spot people with the same band color, once he spots them, he shows them his. "Got a surprise this morning."

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Friend. Nida looks a touch bashful at the word. And definitely a bit ashamed of his reaction. Someone who just wants to protect him. He's not... even now he's not used to those.

"Of course he isn't, Bull. I could have told you that. He was violet for a few days. I... I felt how he feels for me, I could see myself through his eyes. It was... I never doubted how he felt. Just whether or not he'd be able to move from his past and be willing to give me a chance."

If he had asked Nida could have told him it wasn't needed. Still, he looks away from Bull, still clearly embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, for how I reacted. I just... we're both trained to look for vulnerabilities in other people. And he's clearly mine."

"I .... You what? How does that work..." Bull blinks, then frowns, that isn't important right now. "Don't worry about it. I've seen people get their panties in a twist over far smaller things." he shakes his head and smiles at Nida. "But you are right, he is clearly one of yours. But that is not always a bad thing. Hopefully nobody here is ever going to use that against you. And if they do, I'll have a ... chat with them"

"Don't quite know," Nida says, but he's still smiling to himself to think about it. Knowing those feeling on that level was amazing. Almost as amazing as it had been to fall asleep in Billy's bed, the younger man wrapped up in his arms.

Doesn't think he's slept that well without a hell of a lot of sex since he arrived here.

"If anyone lays an unkind hand on him, they'll have plenty of trouble well before either you or I get there," he grins up at Bull before tilting his head to imply they should get back on patrol. "I'm teaching him how to fight, and then there's his brother, and that Frank guy. After that line up I think Seifer might break the face of anyone who hurt him on my behalf. And you'd still have to beat me there because frankly, you might have a 'chat' with them, but I don't think I'd be anywhere near that 'polite.'"

Yes, he gets what Bull means by a chat. But Bull might leave the person that hurt Billy alive. And Nida... As much as he knows it might lose him the guy, he'd take them apart, piece by piece. Then maybe go to the bunker, get some firepower, and cremate what was left.

Bull grins slightly and takes Nida's hint pretty easily. A small army of people raining pain down on people is a good thing to have. "Aw, you haven't even seen me at my best behaviour yet." He chuckles. Then he shrugs and settles back into the watch, satisfied with the answers he has gotten for now.

"I... had other things to ask," he says, voice a bit soft. Nervous. More nervous than he got over Billy. "Are we okay?"

Because he knows he's messed up somehow. He knows he's messed up somehow, he's trying to figure out how to make it better. This whole friend thing is complicated.

Bull stops and turns and looks back at him. "Of course we are Nida, why shouldn't we be?" He smiles warmly. "You think I am angry with you? No, I am happy."

"I didn't have friends before coming here. I don't know how to do this right. And clearly I made some mistakes with you and what we were doing, Boss," Nida admits, frowning. Shut up, he feels awkward about it no matter what you say.

It's hard enough adjusting to the people who actively call him friend to really get the ones he hadn't realized were one.

"No, you didn't make any mistakes, Nida. If anything I did. We should have talked more about what we expected out of it. When I say friends with benefits I do mean the friends part, but... I shouldn't have assumed you knew that. I am sorry."

"No, it's pretty safe to assume that, probably," Nida dismisses. Maybe he's picking up his pace a bit to work off some nervous energy. Clearly in the state he's in he's nowhere near as efficient and thoughtful about this as he had been the first time they'd gone out. Or any other time. Orange does not suit him.

"Most people actually, you know, manage to people well."

Bull shakes his head. But he lets Nida get a few steps ahead before he continues after. He needs to clear his head a little but then Nida says the next thing. "Most people weren't trained like we were."

Well that gets a laugh. No, most people weren’t, were they?

“Seems like you got more get-along classes than I did,” he throw back, not even breaking stride. He isn’t even bitter about it. Except for how it kept affecting people.

"I had to. It was my job to figure people out, figure out who was a traitor and who was not."

Traitors. Well, Nida's not touching that. Too much complex past there, and he pushes it aside.

"We... should do something that isn't patrol or have sex or whatever. Whatever friends do."

"Yeah, well, most of my friends I train with and then hang out with, you know when Des and I get the brewing going properly we can just have a beer together and share stories and talk."

"Your training regiment probably doesn't fit well for me. I'm about being quick and flippy and you're just big and strong," Nida shrugs. "And alcohol isn't my thing. But the guy, Leonardo, is going to make a boarspear for me. Maybe we can go hunting together. Take something down. But I can always talk."

Bull... maybe he can be honest with the guy, like he is with Desmond. The three of them talking, wouldn't be bad, right?

"I am flexible when it comes to training. Still need to get better at archery though. And I like that idea, a boar could bring in a lot of food and it would be a nice trip as well." Bull smiles warmly at him. "And if you don't want beer we can always have tea or something. "

"Archery isn't really my thing, or I'd have to pick that up more. I don't have an eye for it. Otherwise I'd try. Better not to waste a bow on someone like me. But damn do I want a boar. The closest thing to fighting back home."

Missed it so much, he was listless here. Hopefully the dojo would help with that, but he was supposed to be a spy and monster killer, so he needed the stimulation of a hunt.

"Tea sounds good. I miss coffee, but I'll come talk over tea sometime. Desmond is good people."

"I very much like that idea. I'll check with Bobo if he knows any particularly good hunting spots for boar. Since he runs the butcher shop I bet he knows some places. We could pack for staying overnight too." Bull smiles warmly. Before their big talk there would have been a suggestive smirk but as it is there is only a smile.

"If we're going overnight I'm going to have to bring Seifer as well, if I can get him armed. My brother is a bit of a mess when he's left alone."

And besides, that should keep him from temptation even more effectively than Bull could.

"Yeah? I don't think I have met him." Bull grins. "He as good looking as you?" He chuckles.

"And is he any good at boar hunting?"

Oh dear Hyne. Nida can't help but laugh, shaking his head. What a question to have asked of him.

"Better. Golden hair and skin, broad shoulders, all muscle. But, pretty sure he's straight. Or so deeply in the closet that it's effectively straight. And definitely not the sort of guy you have hook-ups with. I mean, if you meet him and flirt with him, okay. But he's worse than I am on a lot of things I'm bad on, so if you even tried, I might have to kill you."

He wishes he was kidding. At all. He's not. Still, the idea of Seifer having to face someone actually making moves on him is funny in passing, even if he doesn't want to pick up the pieces of someone like Bull blundering around.

"He's why I realized I was say. We're not blood brothers, that is. Just raised at the same institution. And he hit the point of ravishingly handsome early. Not that he believes me when I say he's why I realized I was gay. His self-worth is pretty low most of the time. As for boar hunting, who knows. We don't have boars back home, not anymore. Not for a century plus. But he would hunt a behemoth and if you'll go after one, you'll go after the other."

Bull chuckles but he gets that Nida isn't kidding. "If I do flirt I'll make sure that I'm not looking for anything serious, like I did with you. And sounds like he might need to be told people find him attractive even if it isn't people he isn't attracted to."

He frowns a little. "What is a behemoth?"

"I brought your attention on myself, and in a public forum no less," Nida shrugs off. Bull had known right from the start that his attentions might find fertile ground with Nida, so it hadn't been that bad. Still... "He won't believe you if you say it. But you're welcome to try."

As for a behemoth... how do you even explain one of those.

"Really big mammal, large as a dragon, with horns and teeth and fangs and no sense of humor. Magic to boot. Actually more dangerous than most species of dragons in my world."

"Yeah that was pretty gutsy of you, I have to give you that." He grins. "If he doesn't believe it all the more reason to say it. People deserve to know they are good looking."

The description of the behemoth has him grinning. "Sounds like a real challenge that. Could be fun to hunt something like that."

"They can be fun to hunt. And they can be a terror. But they taste good," Nida answers with a hunger on his face.

What he'd give for some serious behemoth steaks.

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