001 ✿ Aon

[murderpuppy]

 A.  (At 311 Miller Street)

When Connla woke up, it was not with a giant hole in his chest, as he had expected.  In fact, much to his surprise, there wasn't a mark on him-- not even the little scars from cuts and scrapes he'd gotten during his training with his mother and his aunt.  It was as though he had never been through any of it; as though it

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[fatesjanitor]

[Archer won't be there in the morning, but if Connla comes back home in the afternoon after exploring he'll be in the living room with a newspaper.]

[murderpuppy]

[He wasn't exactly going to be coming back in a good mood-- not after he'd had a wonderful reunion with his father.]

[He shut the door behind him.] Who are you?

[fatesjanitor]

Doesn't matter. Who are you?

[murderpuppy]

If you're going to be living in this place with me, it does. Otherwise, what am I supposed to call you?

I woke up here, so I suppose I'm going to be living here with you. I told the girl to call me Cuán, so you can use that name for me, too.

[fatesjanitor]

To 'call you'? Not your real name then, right? Fine enough. I'll give you an alias I use as well. I'm Archer.

[murderpuppy]

It's not, but that's only because I can't tell anyone my real name.

[head tilt] That's an odd name.

[fatesjanitor]

Likewise, I can't tell you mine. Archer is just a title I carry.

[murderpuppy]

Oh, I see.

[Hope you don't mind him tracking dirt into your house as he walks further in, Archer-- Connla has this thing about shoes and not wearing them.]

[fatesjanitor]

[He looks over at the tracking. Not that he cares about the floor itself but-]

You're going to get your feat broken if you don't wear at least socks.

[murderpuppy]

Hm?

[He looked down at his feet.]

Why would they get broken?

[fatesjanitor]

This is a city-township. They're going to get easily bruised and beaten by the pavement and weather.

[murderpuppy]

I don't like wearing shoes, though.

[fatesjanitor]

...Fine. If you break your feet don't ask me to heal them.

[murderpuppy]

I haven't broken them yet, so I think I'll be okay.

[You're going to have dirt footprints on your floor, though.]

[fatesjanitor]

[This is why we have a drone wife. So she can clean said dirt.]

Careful. There's an old woman here who's going to scold you.

[murderpuppy]

Oh, don't worry, I'm used to it!

[He was Lancer's kid. Scold-worthy things happened on a regular basis.]