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Ah, Kevas... can I request your audience? I don't mind meeting up at your room or my own, but I understand if you don't want me to though.

[There's a slight clatter from her armor, she's fidgeting. She's not sure what else to add, so there's a deep breath before she ends the recording.]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 06:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] standardpackage.livejournal.com
Thanks. That means a lot.

I know, but there's some others that had, too. Opinions change quick when word spreads around. [He laughs, though it sounds a bit unamused.]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 06:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
[She slips off the shield off of her arm and places it next to her along with the hat before moving over to help Jinx up.]

I know, I'm familiar with fame.

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 06:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] standardpackage.livejournal.com
[Jinx accepts the help, pulling himself up with Cat's hand.]

But this isn't fame.

[Or is it? He really can't tell.]
Edited Date: 2010-11-22 06:35 am (UTC)

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 06:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
Okay, maybe in your case, notoriety.

[There's a small laugh from her.]

What I mean is by doing good things, you receive positive recognition and in turn more people will ask for you -- although I don't think I'm being clear with this as I'm comparing it to my way of life. Well, what was my way of life.

[Her ears droop for a moment, her mind lingering on a thought but tried to push it away.]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 06:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] standardpackage.livejournal.com
There we go, that's just it.

[He turns to face Cat, fingers fiddling with that cigar between his fingers.]

Yeah, that's what ya'd think. But that doesn't work unless people give ya' a chance ta' prove yerself.

[He sees those ears drooping, he doesn't know what the problem is but he still scoots a bit closer to her.]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 06:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
[There's a small nod at the words before looking up, blinking a little in surprise when he inched closer. Bind must be wearing off by now.]

Like the case with Kevas, I'm assuming.

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 07:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] standardpackage.livejournal.com
[Nah, bind is as strong as ever, he just uses little hops so he doesn't trip and die.]

Yup, among other things.

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 07:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
Among other things?

[She tilted her head a little, taking her hand back, if she could. The Mithra didn't mean to pry, but Jinx did say he had things to tell her.]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 07:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] standardpackage.livejournal.com
Well, yeah. That an' other people. Ya' got those that rely on th' less reliable a people. Then th' ones that pick fights just fer th' fuck of it.

[Here, Cat, looks at the sweet bandage on his foot and that rad scar tissue on his face from being punched. He's not actually going to point this one out, but the coolest laceration is on his arm from when Kevas tossed him like a football.

He shrugs.]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 07:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
Oh.

[She frowns at what she sees and out of habit, she starts to cast a strong Cure spell. It might not do anything, but regardless, she'll still try.]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 07:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] standardpackage.livejournal.com
Yup.

[That spell only works on the freshest of wounds, leaving the deep scars darkened.]

Thanks. An' just so ya' know, I'm not lookin' fer pity.

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 07:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
Just doing my job.

[Bind should be wearing off and he'll be able to walk around again.]

Then what are you looking for?

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 07:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] standardpackage.livejournal.com
[Jinx kicks his legs about a bit before sighing.]

Someone ta' understand.

[And that is seriously it, Cat. Believe it or not.]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 07:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
That you're not all bad or evil as you've been claimed as.

[A slight head tilt before her ears flicker a little.]

Have you asked anyone else about this or am I the only one you've told so far?

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 08:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] standardpackage.livejournal.com
Yeah, that.

[He waits a moment before responding. His smirk returns as he looks back to the ground.]

No, but I lost th' other one because a this.

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-22 08:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
Oh... I'm sorry to hear about that.

[She lowers her head, along with her ears before reaching out to comfort him and hopefully not hit a sore spot on the Elvaan.]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-23 01:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] standardpackage.livejournal.com
[Luckily, Cure managed to heal most of those sore spots.]

Don't be.

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-23 04:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
[That was good to know. She pulled her hand back and nodded, a little lost at what to say. She opens her mouth to say something but she can't find the words, so in the end, just closes her mouth.

Way to stop a conversation Jinx.]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-23 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] standardpackage.livejournal.com
[Jinx notices that voiceless mouth opening.]

Sorry, 'bout that.

[Because what the hell else can he say?]

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-23 05:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
[She shakes her head.]

Its alright.

[A small pause.]

Was that everything or was there something else?

[commentlog]

Date: 2010-11-23 05:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com
[She nods, moving to put her hat back on and placing her shield on her arm.]

Well then, goodbye Jinx.

[A small wave with her free hand before she heads off for the stairs.]

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