[Wolfwood had been taken Sunday night, but surprisingly, they didn't keep him for long. Monday afternoon spat him right back out onto normal Luceti grounds. And to what? To being miniature again. Four years ago, Nicholas had ventured Luceti, looking unkept and nervous. Now, he's still unkept, but in a way that seemed to just be a lack of caring-
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She watches him soldier on with a strength that's obviously pure determination, before hopping down the tree she'd climbed in to draw. Her shoes were abandoned at the base of the trunk, the journal set down beside them, before she approached.]
That's a lot to be carrying.
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He shifts the cross on his back, before straightening up. Maybe out of pride.]
It's for training. I'm supposed to get strong and used to the weight of it.
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She smiles lightly, understanding at least in part what he's trying to do as he straightens.]
You seem pretty strong already. When do you get a break?
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[E-eheheh.]
When I'm in a house, I guess.
[Chapel wasn't too big on him denting up the place with giant weapons.]
Or... when I need to rest. Chapel says I shouldn't overdo it, because I won't be as good of a fighter if I end up breaking something too bad.
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Do...you need help with that? [because it's the Christian thing to do!]
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[It's just business. :|b]
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[PHEW. I JUST. NEED TO. FIND SOMEWHERE TO SIT.]
It'd be too heavy for you, anyway...
[250 pounds of breathlessness. :^|]
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