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[noble_samurai]

Jack wanders into the bar with as close as he ever comes to a scowl on his face. His clothing is ripped, the top half of his kimono turned to ribbons. His hair is down and he appears beaten up, not to mention several long, nasty slices across his chest and back that are quite fresh. He hardly takes notice of his surroundings as he makes his way to

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[azarathsraven]

Raven was on her way back to the bar to refill her tea mug (or just ask Bar for a pot, since this was her third trip) when she noticed Jack bandaging his wounds. She seemed to get the impression he was upset, the empathy of hers kicking in. Nothing too personal, just enough to impress upon her he was agitated.

Stopping with her empty mug she motioned to the bandages and spoke in a hoarse raspy voice. "If you need help with those I'm pretty good at bandaging wounds."

She gave the Samurai man a faint smile.

[noble_samurai]

He glances up, his eyes dull and somewhat haunted for a moment before shaking himself from his thoughts and returning to the present. "Thank you, but unfortunately for me, I have had quite a bit of practice with this sort of thing." He gestures vaguely to the scars on his torso, then returns the smile, however weakly. It's the sort of thing that gets to him, and its perhaps the only reason he comes to Milliways. Kindness is not an emotion that many possess in the future.

There is a moment or two of silence as he returns to bandaging the gashes before he winces, his sore muscles crying out in protest. "On second thought, if you do not mind, I would like to take you up on that offer. It seems my body has had more than enough for today."

[azarathsraven]

Raven nodded and set her cup down, picking up the bandages and began helping out where Jack needed it. "My friends and I have had to patch eachother up several times in the past, and sometimes by ourselves."

After a moment of working in silence she offered her name. "I'm Raven."

[noble_samurai]

"My name is Jack. I am pleased to meet you, Raven. You and your friends, do you get into trouble often? Or is there a good reason that you sustain such injuries?"

He hates to think of others getting beat as as badly, or as often, as he does, though he knows that it probably happens to some people. And he knows there are some in much worse situations than his own, so he's careful to count his blessings.

[vs_nuggan]

"You are hurt." says a gentle voice belonging to a young teen carrying a tiny baby.

"Do you need a doctor, mister Jack?"

[noble_samurai]

Jack glances up at her, eyes partially hidden behind a veil of dark hair before he brushes it aside. His eyes widen at the sight of the child, and despite the pain, he smiles. "No, I will be fine. You have given birth, I see. I am glad that you and your child are both well."

[vs_nuggan]

She gently touches his hand holding the bandages.

"Can I at least help?" she asks, watching him. The baby gurgles a little but seems quite happy in the sling on her front.

[noble_samurai]

He is a bit reluctant to accept, but in the end, the ache of his tired muscles wins out. "Very well. If you wish, you may help me. But, if I may ask, what is your child's name?"