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etiainen · 03-20-2011, 08:03 PM,

'Druce'¦Faolan'¦' he repeats Jonah's words'¦So now he at least knows his name'¦Although it's his, he has a feeling he'll need to get his mind to get used to reacting to it again'¦Druce follows Jonah, maintaining his pace to walk beside him. Looking around the old-new halls, he sees many people waving him, probably having heard the quickly spreading news of his return. He throws a few faint smiles around and concentrates on whatever Jonah is telling him, afraid of missing even a slight piece of information'¦

'Jonah'¦', he looks at his companion. He meant to ask him if they had known each-other for long, but questions of insecurity began to emerge. Should he ask him how long had he known him, whether they were friends, or mere 'colleagues'? Can he trust him at all?? '¦ Those questions were gradually washed away by a small fragment of a lost thought that blinked in his mind, somehow assuring him that they seem to have known each-other long enough and they have perhaps been good friends'¦ He realizes he has been gazing a bit because of being lost in his thoughts, so he shakes his head a bit, and continues on: 'I think I'll need ta know th' skeletal pieces fer starters, th' rest will come on its oo'wn hopefully'¦Stuff like'¦What was my main duty? Anythin' specific I was involved in? What ship did I fly?...'

Then he slows down his pace as the head-ache hits him again'¦ 'on second thought'¦What booze did I use ta wash down headaches?', he grins a bit at him.

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