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[kepthishead]

 [just outside the Caves of Despair, two boys suddenly find themselves teleported to the entrance.  One is covered in dirt and sweat, a few superficial cuts on his face bleeding sluggishly, his sword covered in blood and ichor. The other ... well who knows what his face looks like under that hair and his glasses? NOT YOU, THAT'S WHO

Comments

[thedandymancan]

So you're a fighter then?

[kepthishead]

Wasn't the sword a clue?

[thedandymancan]

It was. I'm a little surprised, that's all.

[kepthishead]

Why?

[thedandymancan]

I could see fencing...most rich kids don't like to get dirty though.

[kepthishead]

Fencing is just swordplay with all the enjoyment removed.

[thedandymancan]

Adrenaline junkie?

[kepthishead]

I wouldn't know what you mean. I like my hobbies to be practical.

[thedandymancan]

But also enjoyable.

[kepthishead]

What's the point in doing them otherwise?

[thedandymancan]

Plenty of people do things they don't enjoy.

[kepthishead]

As a hobby?

[thedandymancan]

Mm.

[kepthishead]

Why would you even do that?

[thedandymancan]

People are very strange.

[kepthishead]

That's just silly. Why do something for a hobby if you don't enjoy it?