"Are you kidding? That was a hole in one," says a distinctive voice, from the door. "I've heard many a fine shot in my day, and that was one. How could you miss the roar of the crowd
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"More like a where," said Tegid, "I am from Albion. As I have seen it is a world that intertwined with one that may be much like your own, and around the same time."
"Tell you what," he says, with a point at the other man (with the hand holding his drink) that fairly screams 'Touché.' "Get a pen and paper, and press down hard."
Might as well start experimenting with stuff like this. As much as Hawkeye would rather not be blind the rest of his life -- well.
Hawkeye sets down his drink and reaches out. After a moment, his hand comes into contact with the harp; he starts as his fingers run across the strings (and bring a discordant chord), and then he remembers the other man's words and gropes for an edge.
After a moment, he finds the design. His fingers trace over it, slow and considering.
"Here," he said and caught the man's arm.
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Poor Hawkeye is gonna have a headache isn't he?
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He sighed, "It is much easier to draw this out."
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"I believe this Stove, did that for you."
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Might as well start experimenting with stuff like this. As much as Hawkeye would rather not be blind the rest of his life -- well.
It's a distinct possibility.
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"Here," he said and brought around his gold inlaid harp, "Do you feel the design that has been inlaid here."
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After a moment, he finds the design. His fingers trace over it, slow and considering.
"Yep," he says. "That's inlaid alright."
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You can see with your fingers. This mun has done this before, what being legally blind as a child.
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