room 418: thursday evening

[halfbad]

With his classes done for the week, Nathan was trying to figure out what he could do with his free time. Typically, he just spent it in the preserve, relaxing and trying his damnedest to learn how to read. He'd made some progress but he wouldn't be reading any novels anytime soon

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[not_every_mage]

"Oh, good, you're here," Anders said, leaning in at the door. "I'm feeling too lazy to walk to the preserve tonight and I wanted your opinion on something."

It wasn't anything of much import; he just wanted some feedback on his story for Navaan's class. Mainly, he was bored and needed company. Nathan's scar and his cigarettes both went unnoticed, at least for the moment.

[halfbad]

As soon as Nathan turned around, Anders would get a good view of that scar but the cigarettes were almost forgotten as soon as he heard Anders at his door.

His eyes popped open and he straightened up, even smiling a bit. "You did?" Couldn't help but be surprised at that but it was, again, pleasant. He waved Anders in. "Come in. I'll be happy to provide what I can."

[not_every_mage]

"If you were writing a story," Anders asked, returning the smile and wandering in, "would you make the villain a corrupt noble, or a cruel knight?"

He frowned. "-- and what's that on your back?" It looked painful.

[halfbad]

"Corrupt noble," he said, going with the first thing that sprung to mind. He just thought someone with power and authority would make a better villain. He'd even seen similar things in action.

"And, uh -- " He paused and looked down at the scar reaching from shoulder blades to his lower back. "I forgot you hadn't seen that before."

Not many people had, actually. "It's a scar."