video | un: adventurer

[verstoned]

[There will be an image of a cat-like man projected-- dark hair, white robes, green eyes, and two large, dark-furred ears. That are twitching. Yes, they are indeed real.

Rhus is leaning against a table, his arms on the surface of it so his lower body is not visible, but every so often, there will be a fuzzy tail swishing to and fro behind him. Just in case you didn't believe that he's indeed rather cat-like.]

Rhus, an adventurer, at your service. [His voice is soft and even, but not at all cautious or nervous. Clearly he's no stranger to being in unusual places. But he's also putting on a front, just so he wont panic, and so other people wont panic either.]

If any of you distrust the medicines here, I'm willin' to be the healer you're lookin' for. Though if it were a cure for overdrinkin' you're looking for, I've not the materials for that yet.

[Yet, he says. Meaning he could make one!]

Comments

[verstoned]

Is that not why you want me to tutor you? To be strong.

[10milliondollars]

Not really strong, just...to know how to defend myself better.

[verstoned]

You cant throw much of a punch if you're weak, however. Might not even be able to knead bread.

[10milliondollars]

[...Now Rhys feels like he's being called out. Is this guy a mind reader?]

I'm not weak. I can knead dough.

[verstoned]

[Rhus raises his eyebrows, even if Rhys can only see the one, and places the mouthpiece of his pipe to his mouth. This is the look of a man who does not believe the shite coming out of Rhys' mouth.]

[10milliondollars]

Although, generally, I try to avoid it. Hard to clean. [He raises his robotic hand and wiggles his fingers.]

Just wait until we start lessons to judge me.

[verstoned]

[Rhus still doesn't believe his shite, in any case.]

Mayhap it will give you time to come up with a more convincin' story when I notice your punches don't have much force in 'em.

Like, say, "I'm ill today."

[10milliondollars]

I won't need excuses.

[Although he does know he still relies on his dominant left hand in the heat of the moment. Maybe he can work on training himself to use his robotic hand more reflexively.]

[verstoned]

I shall wait and judge that for myself, Rhys.

But mayhap start exercisin’ right now, for I am a merciless mentor.

[10milliondollars]

Yeah, I'll keep that in mind. [It sounds sarcastic, but he does file that little tidbit away. And maybe when they finish this chat, he'll start exercising his left arm.]

[verstoned]

Good. I shall see you soon, Rhys.

[10milliondollars]

See you soon, Rhus. And thanks. [With that, he shuts down the video feed connection.]