For Alexiel-Someone Needs to Make him Talk

[makesthings]

Sameth's down in the main Bar working on the dragon for Felix, its still in the early stages but he's happy with how its progressing.

There's a good pot of tea on the table and some sandwiches for when he's at a good enough point to eat.

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[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

Looking a bit better now, as in actually alive and not beaten battered and bruise, Alexiel sits down next to him and gives him a tired smile. "Hello."

[makesthings]

"Hello. Can you manage some tea?"

The leg that's he's halfway through is set aside as he pours Alexiel a cup.

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

"I can, I think." He's joking a bit and adds sugar and cream.

[makesthings]

"I'm not sure what the sandwiches are but they're probably good."

They get pushed over as Sam tries to make some more space on the table aside from his work.

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

Alexiel takes one and sniffs it carefully. "It smells decent."

[makesthings]

"Probably do you good to eat it at least if you're up to it."

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

"I can try." He nibbles. "What have you been doing?"

[makesthings]

"I just had my birthday and I'm working on a commission for someone here."

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

"How old are you now?" He asks. His gaze falls on the toy.

[makesthings]

"Seventeen now."

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

Alexiel fingers the foot. "That was how old I was the first time I went out with my Uncle."

[makesthings]

"Oh, did you carry just a sword or bells too?"

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

"Sword and pipes. I didn't get to use the Bells until later."

[makesthings]

"How did it go?"

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

Alexiel lifts up his right arm. "I stumbled in a river bed trying to get across and broke my arm in three places."

[makesthings]

Sam goes slightly pale and nods,

"I'm glad it wasn't anything worse."

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

"For my first time out? No. It wasn't so bad at all." Clearly he's had worse injuries. "Uncle Rhysiel laughed hysterically when it happened. I tripped over a turtle, apparently."

[makesthings]

"Oh, I guess they're sneaky."

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

"They look like rocks." He gives a short laugh. "But it wasn't too bad. I wasn't in much danger. Mother would have hanged uncle if he did put me in that much danger."

[makesthings]

"Sometimes though it just finds you."

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

Here he nods and drinks some tea. "It does. Which is why you have to get ready for it."

[makesthings]

Sam thinks of the book he can't even open and hides the slight shakes in his hands by drinking some tea,

"Yes."

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

Having become Abhorsen, his notice checks have sky rocketed and he sees the quivering, but he doesn't say anything about it. "It's hard at first..." He has a distant look on his face.

[makesthings]

"It has to be done though."

[deadbellringer.livejournal.com]

"Yes. No matter how scared you are."