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seattle ; monday
Jul. 1st, 2013 08:32 amSam had been invited over to the Den for dinner. It wasn't an all too unfamiliar concept but after everything, he was just glad Brid (and Brannoc) had forgive him for being a jerk. Sean and Bran had even taken up the task of trying to teach him how not to get his ass kicked so much.
They'd had a session this afternoon and while it'd been pretty normal at first (normal being Sam getting hit and falling on his ass and hurting), he'd eventually managed to...well, he'd managed to fight smart. First, he'd run. He'd run as fast and as far as he could and even then, he could still hear Brannoc's rumbling laugh as he ran. But, he wasn't being laughed at. Brannoc's laugh was one of surprise at first and then he'd almost sounded impressed.
But, he hadn't been able to run forever so once he'd stopped and had Sean stalking him again, he'd gone for his ace in the hole. He'd closed his eyes, felt the dead, comforted them and then raised owls, blue jays, just about anything he could. And when Sean had made a joke about being at the top of the food chain, Sam had shrugged and waited for Sean to charge.
Which he did and then proceeded to get pecked and attacked by birds and animals of all sorts. It was actually pretty amusing. Once Sean had run off towards the house, Sam had thanked the animals for their help and sent them back to their resting place.
So, even if he was sore and bleeding right now, it'd been a good day. He figured he'd wash up a little bit, clean up any errant blood and then head back to the Den for dinner. The food was always good and he liked the people.
[NFB but open for calls/texts/visits. This is cribbed from the first chapter of Necromancing the Stone.]
They'd had a session this afternoon and while it'd been pretty normal at first (normal being Sam getting hit and falling on his ass and hurting), he'd eventually managed to...well, he'd managed to fight smart. First, he'd run. He'd run as fast and as far as he could and even then, he could still hear Brannoc's rumbling laugh as he ran. But, he wasn't being laughed at. Brannoc's laugh was one of surprise at first and then he'd almost sounded impressed.
But, he hadn't been able to run forever so once he'd stopped and had Sean stalking him again, he'd gone for his ace in the hole. He'd closed his eyes, felt the dead, comforted them and then raised owls, blue jays, just about anything he could. And when Sean had made a joke about being at the top of the food chain, Sam had shrugged and waited for Sean to charge.
Which he did and then proceeded to get pecked and attacked by birds and animals of all sorts. It was actually pretty amusing. Once Sean had run off towards the house, Sam had thanked the animals for their help and sent them back to their resting place.
So, even if he was sore and bleeding right now, it'd been a good day. He figured he'd wash up a little bit, clean up any errant blood and then head back to the Den for dinner. The food was always good and he liked the people.
[NFB but open for calls/texts/visits. This is cribbed from the first chapter of Necromancing the Stone.]
