The Cracked Flagon

[Golan]

Golan comes back after a few minutes with some dirty dishes, then brings a glass of milk and the promised ham and eggs. Golan brought an empty basin and a pitcher of water. She started washing the wound while making some small talk.

"So, how did you get in this situation? Also, the business isn't liable for damages caused by infection, re-injury or generally poor care."

[Noah]

Now that Golan has a closer look, Noah's leg is littered in old scars. The shadow twin eats the food calmly while she washes out the wound even though it hurts. "He decided not to listen to me and decided to play in the river on the wet rocks slipped, and fell, cut his leg and scraped his chest. And I understand, we will not be coming after you for anything legality wise. This would be cleaner than any environment we would have had alone. That there is Noah. I am his.... shadow. I appreciate your assistance.. as does the kid. Food is lovely by the way." The voice sounded slightly different, as in a little lower pitch. (I mean he is 12 so not THAT low. definitely different though.) The twin paused before saying 'shadow' and he gestures towards shadow Noah who has his face covered and is scared to watch her clean it due to the blood. "So much blood...ugg.

[Golan]

Golan pauses and looks at the shadow, then back at Noah's face, confusion apparent on her face.

"How many personalities do you have? We don't have any all-you-can-eat deals here so you will be charged for each meal."

[Noah]

The shadow sees her confusion and laughs amused, "Forgive me, you can call me V, I had assumed that you may have dealt with shadow twins before. I suppose.. that is what we are called. We have only read about them in a book, we have not had the privilege of meeting another in person. I come out when the child is fearful, needs help... or wont eat his vegetables." V glares at shadow Noah as he takes another bite of the pea soup. "As for the appetite, we share the same body. This will be enough, thank you." V nods his head in appreciation and lets Golan finish cleaning up the wound as the alcohol kicks in a bit.

[Golan]

Her curiosity sated, Golan slowly continues her ministrations.

"Well, being a bit shady is par for the course around here, but your situation is a tad more literal than I'm accustomed to. Now don't get used to such good service around here, I mostly felt sorry for you because you're so young. Next time you stop by, you won't be this young anymore."

[Noah]

V chuckles and jokes, "Then next time I should wear a disguise to make me more shady, and you more comfortable. I shall even wear a fake mustache. Even though this was simply a soft spot for a child, I appreciate this.. The alternative was doing all of this out in the wild. Out of all the bars on this street you were the only one to take Noah in and actually humor him enough to see what was going on. This place has changed a lot..." V realizes he let something slip before he caught it. Darn this small body, and its inability to handle alcohol. Noah catches the slip up. " You have been here before?" V looks to the large antlers hanging from the wall that remained from the previous owner. "Perhaps."

[Golan]

"Yeah, I should hope so. It changed hands from a centuries old elven merc to a spritely, young, sympathetic, skillful, hardworking, gorgeous, passionate, beautiful, youthful, put-upon, not-at-all-stressed, firey, interesting, easy-on-the-eyes, holds-her-liquor, talented, humble young woman with aspirations."

[Noah]

V chuckles again and simply states, "I can see that. This place looks nice, you have done well with it." He finishes up the food and waits for Golan to finish cleaning. Preparing himself for the painful part.

[Golan]

"Now, I was going to pour vodka on your wound here, but I think I'll have mercy. Instead, I'll give you this clean shirt I found. I think it belongs to the my coworker. He'll be fine with you having it. If you wait until the bar closes, I can help you stitch that up, but until then, you'll have to find somewhere else. If you don't mind, I'm going to do a timelapse of bar related stuff and come back to finish this conversation."

Golan takes the pitcher and the basin away, and pours the water out behind the bar. Then she goes about serving the other patrons, cleaning tables, winning a drinking contest with old Slant Shot Steve, erasing a bounty off the board, updating the daily special (No longer Pea Soup, it is now "Ice Juice") chasing out some troublemakers with judicious use of Torch, and eventually putting the chairs up on tables and flipping the sign on the window so it reads "Not Tonight".

Noah, who had probably taken a nap on a table, was awoken with some leg pain as Golan carefully took a look at the situation. She was now equipped with a sewing kit suited to handle leather clothing.

"So, you been living on your own long? Have you had a shadow person to watch out for you your whole life, or was that a recent development?"

[Noah]

Noah wakes up back in his own body, V had watched their surroundings since he fell asleep. Noah winced at the pain in his leg and unbandaged it again to show Golan the injured leg. As Noah heard Golan's questions he asked V "Can.. I tell her?" V replies back softly, "That is your story to tell, but do not tell her mine." Noah replied back with a touch of frustration "Like you would even tell ME what your story is." Noah looks at Golan and takes a deep breath, his misty green eyes focused on Golan. "You have to swear not to tell anyone else.. Please.. I did not always have V here.. after the shipwreck... and my mom...she... I woke up with him and some weird crystals in my chest. I stayed with some evil man and his wife, and then I ran away, and V, Finnigan and I have been traveling for a month now. V protects me, he is good with fighting, and Finnigan is fast... and huge! I should show you him sometime! He is a big Elk! With HUGE antlers!" Noah smiles excited to talk about Finnigan and spreads his arms out wide to try and show the size. V simply nods as a shadow as Noah talks.