My smile softened, transformed, again, into something genuine, something grateful, as she seemed to accept my offer of help, and reminded me of our earlier conversation - ah yes, she was going to be my tour guide too. Though after her tale and stories of death and darkness, loss and curses and quests, I had a bit more wariness about the oncoming season, and my survival through it all. I had a lot of hope, and determination, and willingness to grow stronger, faster, better at whatever skill was needed to survive here, as I slowly but surely accepted that this snowy town was my home now, and it might prove more challenging than hard mode of Earth - Oz, as I had inadvertently labelled it.
"Hardly a bother," I quip quietly, returning the wink with a flutter of my own eyelid, before letting the conversation move along.
I am very interested in as she speaks of her various skills with weapons, and I almost jump in to ask further about them, when she then talks about being attuned. My attention does not divert at all now - I was captivated, and thoroughly pleased as I watched her partial transformation take place right before me, the feline teeth, the eyes, the ears - I am besotted by the possibility.
"I had hoped that would be the case," I confirmed, mirroring her nod, unable to keep the excitement from my tones. "I also have a feline shift - a clouded leopard," I share, unable to hold back the sheer nerdy delight.
"On my homeworld, magic wasn't a thing - it just didn't exist, or, maybe it did, forever ago, and humans found alternative ways of living, and abandoned it. Weaponry and hand-to-hand combat had mostly become unnecessary -" I try not to think of the weapons of mass destruction that were used in wars, their devastating and terrible consequences on civilisations - no, I was talking about medieval times, when weapons such as swords and knives were all that a man could swing at their enemy. "- and as such, I am grossly unpractised in all things attuned and self-defence." I shrug, acknowledging my abject lack of skills, though I hoped to convey my interest in learning about them.
"Perhaps I could bother you for a bit of guidance in those areas?"
"Hardly a bother," I quip quietly, returning the wink with a flutter of my own eyelid, before letting the conversation move along.
I am very interested in as she speaks of her various skills with weapons, and I almost jump in to ask further about them, when she then talks about being attuned. My attention does not divert at all now - I was captivated, and thoroughly pleased as I watched her partial transformation take place right before me, the feline teeth, the eyes, the ears - I am besotted by the possibility.
"I had hoped that would be the case," I confirmed, mirroring her nod, unable to keep the excitement from my tones. "I also have a feline shift - a clouded leopard," I share, unable to hold back the sheer nerdy delight.
"On my homeworld, magic wasn't a thing - it just didn't exist, or, maybe it did, forever ago, and humans found alternative ways of living, and abandoned it. Weaponry and hand-to-hand combat had mostly become unnecessary -" I try not to think of the weapons of mass destruction that were used in wars, their devastating and terrible consequences on civilisations - no, I was talking about medieval times, when weapons such as swords and knives were all that a man could swing at their enemy. "- and as such, I am grossly unpractised in all things attuned and self-defence." I shrug, acknowledging my abject lack of skills, though I hoped to convey my interest in learning about them.
"Perhaps I could bother you for a bit of guidance in those areas?"
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