King's Mulligan [Interactive Project]

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 Tiles: Mm.. I can’t tell you what to or not to feel.. But you shouldn’t speak so poorly about yourself or your abilities.

Tiles: You’ve done me a great service in repairing my lance, and I’m quite grateful for that.

Tiles: Your talents are more than appreciated…

Creme: Maybe…

Tiles: Having that again… it makes me feel like myself in a way I haven’t in so long. It used to be a reminder of what I’d lost but…

Tiles: It’s silly..

Creme: No it’s not, do tell.

Tiles: It’s hope for me, a piece that’s been long missing.

Tiles: If you can do even a fraction of that for someone else… you’ve contributed more than enough.

Tiles: really don't think you'd be a weak link for the rebellion at all. Just...more of a background player, someone who keeps the place running and keep everyone in working order.

Tiles: But… if getting stronger is something you desire..

Tiles: I can more than mentor you. Could spar, give you a few pointers. I imagine you know the basics and that body is quite strong.

Creme: Maybe…

Tiles: It’d help you get acquainted with your new situation.

Creme: Could you really do that? It’s not too much?

Tiles: It’s a worthwhile investment, and you’ve done a lot for me in such little time.

Creme:....

Creme: Thank you, I’ll sit on that but I do really want to fight with everyone else.

She’s was more than happy with your response.



You heard a knocking.
 

Courier stepped out of xeir room.

Courier: Nice and comfy…. You should probably get dressed in something easy too.

Tiles: I don’t have anything on me…

Creme: Same..

Courier: You can take from our extras.

Xey grabbed your hands and lead you both down the hall.

Creme: This isn’t needed…

Courier: You’re both armored up! Not good for a pub setting.

You’re stopped at a room filled with piles and piles of salvaged and refurbished outfits.

Creme: If I do this I’m paying you back, I don’t need clothes..

Courier: We’d appreciate that.

Creme started looking through

Courier: Tiles?