[Syliras] New Beginnings [Complete][Awarded]

[Maya]

Maya, having spent all of the morning in a cart, was beginning change her mind, when Kane said, "Sure, if you don't mind using real weapons."

She grins, and says, "I wouldn't have it any other way. Do you know where we might practice?" Oh well, I tried to help you, but now he'll take you somewhere and do who-knows-what to you, and leave you to die on the street. This thought had barely crossed her mind when another one formed. You're 19 now. Just about the right age for marriage. She blushes once more, regretting not taking her Katinu to both hide her reddening face, and keep out of the cold which was now starting to set, along with the sun.

[Kane Roth]

"I wouldn't have it any other way. Do you know where we might practice?" The thought of a location hadn't passed Kane's mind, figuring such a thing would've been in her own mind having been the first to suggest it. As he thought she seemed to blush, the added tone barely noticeable in the fading light, though it distracted him somewhat as he searched his mind for a suitable location, finally coming to the conclusion that the area with the most space would be in the streets... though such a thing, with weapons, wouldn't go over too well with the Knights or city watch... Soon he came to the conclusion to just ask her where would be best, considering that she'd been the one the idea had occurred to.

"Where would be good for you?"

[Maya]

"Where would be good for you?" See? He's trying to get you to feel comfortable, to be in your own surroundings. What surroundings...

"I... This is my first day in the city. I have no idea of anything that goes on..." Maya said, eventually. "We might be able to practice in the street, but those knights seem... picky." Her voice trails off as she tries to think of somewhere she may have seen which would be suitable.

[Kane Roth]

She soon explained that she was unfamiliar with the city, almost as much so as he himself, though she made the suggestion of practicing in the streets, she soon came to the same conclusion he himself had made; that such an incident would probably wind them both up on the wrong side of the law. Perhaps the stall-city they'd seen earlier? No, the guards would likely be watching the plaza, and the scene of two individuals going at each other would go over like a Knight in a river...

"Only place I can think of is an apartment. At least, I'm sure you don't want to cause a scene in the streets."

[Maya]

"Only place I can think of is an apartment. At least, I'm sure you don't want to cause a scene in the streets." Kane says, after a moment of contemplation. Now you've done it.

"Uhm... Do you have a more permanent housing situation? I don't think I would like to have to pay for any broken furniture in my rented apartment." Asks Maya. You're going along with it? Very smart. Behind closed doors, nobody will even know until your body starts to reek from death. Years of virtual solitude as a Dek have conditioned her to think the worst of people. Look at it this way. If you don't die tonight, you have something to look forward to in the morning.

[Kane Roth]

"Uhm... Do you have a more permanent housing situation? I don't think I would like to have to pay for any broken furniture in my rented apartment." No. The first, blunt answer that came to his mind was imprisoned there as soon as it showed itself, Kane trying to find a better answer than the rude option that was obvious. Choosing a much more tact approach, Kane spoke, the light beginning to wane further,

"I'm afraid not..."

[Maya]

"I'm afraid not..." Was the answer, not quite the one she was hoping for.

"Ah..." She sighs, preparing herself mentally to part with her beloved Mizas. "I guess we'll have to go back to Traveler's Rowe, then..." Maya lets Kane lead, following him silently the way back to the rented apartment.

[Kane Roth]

"I guess we'll have to go back to Traveler's Rowe, then..."

The two began the journey back to the wall in silence, Kane feeling he'd somewhat offended her, her words having trailed off softly as she finished, something which he'd caught onto in the past while, speaking with her. The streets and buildings passed quickly as the distance between themselves and Traveler's Row lessened, Kane's thoughts residing mostly on the practice that might come soon. He'd mostly let her practice her offensive moves, Kane himself parrying, something which he needed some time in, the last time ever managing to parry a blow being when he himself was a teenager, even younger than Maya, in one of the many arenas that dotted the underworld of Sunberth. Soon enough, almost without noticing, the two found themselves once again at Traveler's Row, the sun now having set beyond the western wall, the only light coming from the sky above, which proved a very pleasant hue of blue, intermixed with clouds of orange ranging from ochre in shade to an almost sherbert color. Looking to Maya, Kane soon inquired as to the plan of action,

"So, still up for some practice?"

[Maya]

"So, still up for some practice?"

"Of course." She answered, fetching the brass key from the coin purse on her waistband. Fitting it into the lock, she turned the key and opened the door, removed the key, ushering Kane into the somewhat crowded room, and proceeded to take off her accessories, placing the still-full water-skin on the measly wooden table, alongside the coin purse. She pulled the necklace off, careful not to let the string stretch too much, lest it break, and laid that on the table, letting the painted blue-jay feather hang off of the table. Without saying anything, she begins to push furniture to the walls, of which there were not many, and soon there was a moderately adequate space in the center of the room where they had some room to walk, if not run, around.

[Kane Roth]

As the two made their way inside, Maya had already begun to remove some items which would've hampered the sparring, and in similar fashion Kane did the same, removing the brooch of his cloak, and allowed it to slump to the floor, his utilitarian clothing style now much more apparent; a simple pair of woolen trousers combined with a beige cloth tunic, all of it fitting much more loose than it should, having lost so much weight from his time in transit from Sunberth to Syliras. Unslinging the bota from where it lay over his shoulder, and soon thereafter took the knife from where it lay wedged between his belt and his tunic and tossed it upon his cloak. Almost without a noise Maya'd begun to move furniture, the sudden scraping of wood upon the floor causing him to jump, and turning to look he could see she'd already cleared an area for the mock combat that they planned to engage in soon enough, not giving him much of a chance to help with the lifting. Sighing, Kane unsheathed the longsword, adjusting to its weight in his hand, spinning it once to his side, his thumb keeping it in his palm. Eventually he let it rest low, it's point to the floor, and he bent his knees slightly, prepared for the fight,

"Ready whenever you are."