sixthiterationlogs | Around you they were so confused a faulty man could have so much fun

WHO: Kalen
WHERE: The Inn and around South Village
WHEN: After TT2
OPEN TO: OTA and some specific starters
WARNINGS: None anticiipated

For 7;

Since she did not seem to be the sort of person to like being inside, Kalen was privately hoping to find 7 while he was outside looking for different herbs. It would be awkward to talk to each other but he knew that it needed to happen, if only to let her know that he did not hold any of that whole business with attacking him against her.

For Sam;

Even after he was done with washing the dishes Kalen would linger for a little while by the fire. Mostly because he did not want to make the hike back to house number 59 when he would only have to come back. At least there was no one around when he was sitting in a comfortable chair watching the fire now.

For Aqua;

It was getting late and Kalen was still lingering at the Inn. True he did not much care for crowds but it was warm here. And the little house he had taken over on the edge of South Village would definitely not be. It was difficult to be part of a group by necessity and not want to be around them a lot of the time. He knew that after sunset it would get colder but with a sigh, he just kept looking into the fire. Maybe he could just sleep on a chair for tonight?

The Inn;

Since Kalen's got here he has been doing everything he can to learn where he is. Problem is that he can not do much to learn. Or just not do much period. In order to try to at least make himself useful, he has been staying after every mealtime washing out dishes. Another problem is he is not the most charming person ever. But he has been making the effort to try to be a bit more talkative, if not always very friendly.

Herb Hunting;

Now that it was warming up a little bit (Kalen had not been sure if it would) it was a bit easier to hunt for growing things. Granted it would need to get warmer before there would be anything to really find but it meant that he could be out without the elements trying to freeze him solid.

At the moment he is looking across any suitably 'wild' (or at least not changed by human habitation) area he sees. Wooded areas like little forests, grassy meadows, the banks of likely streams, even the area surrounding the hotsprings. Then making his meandering way toward what Beverly called the hospital. Without an apothecary to buy the things he needed at, Kalen had to find it himself. So he had taken to carrying a small utility knife and messenger bag with him strapped crosswise across his chest.

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7 generally did like being outside, in this weather not so much, but she also generally wasn't the kind of person to hallucinate perfect strangers as monster killer machines from her own world and reek righteous fury on them, either.

So for now, she's hiding. For all that she's the kind of person to run towards danger, she's never been one for awkward social situations and in those cases tends to run the other way. After the week she's had? As soon as she came to her senses she was out in the forest when she wasn't at home.

She's up a tree when she sees Kalen gathering herbs below. For a long moment, she considers just letting him pass without comment, but she's been her long enough - and has had enough experiences with compassionate, sympathetic people - that she feels the need to give in to forgiveness, and clears her throat before jumping down to land near him.

She's got her spear in hand, bola on her belt, and pushes her cave-wolf skull mask back. "Hey. I, uh ... wanted to say I'm sorry. For attacking you."

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It is instinct more than anything that makes Kalen whirl and grab for the pommel of a sword that is not there. Seeing that it is 7 isn't exactly comforting but it does help.

Kalen drops his hands and instead curls them around the strap of his bag.

"Well I would say it's all right but you hit hard."

He is still keeping well away from her since she does hit hard. Kalen does not smile or offer any gesture of the reassurance.

"I'm not going to hold the fact you were drugged against you."

7's still got a bad habit of going for intimidating over casual, since so much of her previous life had depended on it. His reaction is more than warranted. Slowly, she bends down to set her spear on the grass, and then un-tethers her bola and sets them down as well; hopefully clear indications that she doesn't intend him harm.

"I'm sorry about that. I had to fight a lot in my own world and it's all I know how to do, here. I can promise you, though, that I don't normally go around whacking people like that."

Kalen shrugged.

"The spear would make more sense if you did."

So would the mask if she had to hide her face. Actually, it made some sense if she did normally go around whacking people.

"Though you would have a lot more people pissed off at you so I already figured you didn't."

Kalen glanced up at the tree that 7 had jumped down from.

"Jumping out of trees is not the best way to start a conversation, though."

She crosses her arms and pulls in a deep breath, but by the set of her shoulders and the way her expression pulls in a frown, it's a far more unsure body language she's setting than intimidating, now.

Enough people know, now, there's no point in keeping it such a heavily guarded secret like she used to.

"I ... was not human, before I got here. Humans make me nervous, and it's taken a lot for me to adjust. Being - frightening, being stealthy, it's how I survived back home, and it's been a hard habit to shake here, especially when it still comes in handy fighting the creatures out here. I'm sorry if I startled you."

Kalen did not so much as bat an eyelash at her pronouncement of not being human. He did raise an eyebrow at the apology.

"You should not apologize for that. If anything you should be keeping an eye on the new 'humans'."

She is certainly not the first person he has met who is not quite human. She is not even the first fighter.

"I'm just saying that suddenly jumping out of a tree is a bad way to start a conversation."

She narrows her eyes at him with the way he says humans, "Were you not human when you came here?"

Sighing, though, she looks up at the tree like she knows he's right but - there's something very comforting about having the upper hand. Even in a simple, harmless conversation, the need to dominate in the face of the unknown is a very strong urge. "Yeah ... you're probably right."

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