3rd Step: A little taste of home [video, posted towards evening]

[favorthebold]

[The PCD clicks on to show Saul sitting somewhere outdors next to a huge blazing bonfire. Flushed and grinning, he's clearly a little bit drunk, and has a green wreath perched on his head at an awkward angle. He reaches up a hand to straighten it, laughing, then toasts the camera with a bottle of unknown (but apparently potent - it's still mostly full) liquor.]

Biana Mithralia! Praise the Unconquered Sun!

I know you strange land's people are busy with your strange festival, but if you become tired of it, the bonfire will stay ablaze until tomorrow's dawn, and I have roasted wolf-meat. Have you ever tried wolf? I have, but I've tried everything.

[He laughs again and takes a good long drink of the bottle.]

I hope the Risen Son doesn't mind wolf's-blood offering instead of ox for his waking-feast, or we'll have another week's darkness. Hah! No matter. It's summer now in Ilyiga, and if twice Mithralia in one year won't buy me favor with him, I don't know what else might.

[Chuckling, he turns back to the fire and splashes some liquor into it, watching the flames as the feed clicks off.]

Comments

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

It has its time. Now is not that time.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

There's always time for darkness.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Not while I'm celebrating the Unconquered Sun, thank you.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

For every day there is a night. For all the light there is darkness.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

And the other way around, and all that. I'm too drunk to philosophize.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

Better be carefully if you're drunk. Wouldn't want someone or something eating you while you're unconscious.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

I'm never so drunk as to have to worry about that, dome, I assure you.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

Dome?

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Sir. Why is everyone here so blasted impolite?

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

I've never heard of anyone referring to someone else by 'dome' before.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Different languages, different forms. Is sir preferable? Mezzer? Fro? I know any number... eh, no use. What's your name?

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

I see. My name? Kamui.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Kamui, then. That's simplest. I am Saul Samaren.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

Hm. You seem to either be chasing trouble or have it chasing you, Saul.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Haha, likely both.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

Now that does make me question why you'd want to be chasing it.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Fortune. Interest. Amusement. The betterment of self. For its own sake.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

You'll make life more difficult for yourself here if you get on the bad side of the strong people.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Who are the strong people?

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

For one the woman from the clinic.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes. I've witnessed some of doma Unohana's abilities. She's very kind, isn't she?

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

Very. Your point?

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

None in particular.

[unlucky-blood.livejournal.com]

Now I highly doubt you'd bring up something like that for no reason.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Only that it's noble of someone of such power to use it as readily as she does.