It is a poor master who gives their servants their own means of escape...!
[and although he laughs it off, still perched on the man's shoulder as he dips his head, it is a little sad.]
I was lucky; there were a number of things I learned by virtue of my closeness to the master's son. A number more I think I got away with because I was viewed... more as an investment. But I should never have learned - my master would never have permitted it, and if he had found out...
I disagree. It is a poor master who does not provide for their servant and give them the freedom they need to come and go so they can fulfill their duties. What you speak of seems more imprisonment to me than duty.
[And he was raised like this? What a sad childhood.]
[he knows that well enough - by the laws of Ivore, at least. It seems to be a different story in other worlds, and it is reassuring to know it is not so for others.
Though it is odd to think he might have been more in charge of his destiny had he simply been born into another world.]
[He lets the servant matter slide for now. There's no point in talking about it now because they can't change the past. What they can do is make a better future.]
We are starting with a date. And I think I smell food nearby too.
Oh, I have not been so adventurous...! There is the mess hall, and the cantina, I think, though the cantina's offerings are more of the alcoholic nature.
I, ah... [a shy laugh, ducking his head a little] I mean to say-- I fear I've not had the chance to look.
[some people were able to get straight to exploring, and that's certainly not a bad thing, but Linneus had found himself quite worn out on arrival, and while the food and blankets and warm drinks had been more than welcome he had ducked away from the welcome committee as soon as he could.
Without seeming too rude, he hopes.]
I was rather tired by the journey, and had some rations in my pack, still, as well as the food they gave me. So I haven't tried the food there. I only know what I've heard...
[namely that both locations are viable places. But perhaps he has a map on him somewhere...]
To the mess hall then. We're going to find out if there is anything delicious there.
[Right before the door, he finally lowers Linneus down to his feet, holding his shoulders until the young man is balanced. Then with a grin, he ducks his way into the mess hall so he can go and investigate the food.
Well, not before holding a hand out to Linneus so he can take it to hold while they walk.]
[a light chuckle as he is set down, hands rising to the man's arms in thanks for their support; his own looping through the crook of Rider's elbow as they walk]
Hopefully we shall find some foods you favour, too...?
[a little chuckle at that, his head leaning to Rider’s arm]
Well, I shall try everything once, if I can. Though perhaps not all in one sitting...
[that, he might not be able to manage, even a bite at a time. There are baked goods first, arranged neatly in rows, then a series of dishes under heat lamps. Strange, to have so many choices laid out before him...]
...it was easier on the station, I must confess. There I can simply ask for a dish by name...
Oh? What if you do not know the name of the dish? How do you ask for it then?
[How do you try new things if you don't even know what they are? That's what he would like to know. Especially since most dishes are brand new to him. Especially in this modern age.
I can ask recommendations, of course... I simply find I get too spoilt for choice with everything set out in front of me.
[even nearly a year after waking, he is still getting used to making his own decisions - partly due to his life before, partly due to their being a limited selection anyway, in his own world. It is one thing, when there are only a couple of options, but when a multitude of choices are laid before him... it simply gets dizzying.]
I am still learning things. Foreign foods, strange fruits...
Bah! You deserve to be spoiled. So for our date I will spoil you thoroughly.
[Which means by the time they are sat down they have a near mountain of food to go through. Luckily, Iskandar can eat all of this so it won't actually go to waste. Which is a relief since he doesn't want to see that happen.
Patting his knee, he grins, inviting Linneus to sit on him.]
[And of course he laughs when he gets asked if he's sure. So he reaches out to take Linneus' hand in his own, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.]
Know this. I always say and do what I mean and I am always sure before I do anything. You will never need to wonder if I am unsure of anything, I give you my word.
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[There's a fond look on his face from the memory.]
Ah but that was many years ago now.
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[hard to do so, with only one horse]
Servants were not supposed to learn to ride. Amongst many things.
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[and although he laughs it off, still perched on the man's shoulder as he dips his head, it is a little sad.]
I was lucky; there were a number of things I learned by virtue of my closeness to the master's son. A number more I think I got away with because I was viewed... more as an investment. But I should never have learned - my master would never have permitted it, and if he had found out...
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[And he was raised like this? What a sad childhood.]
Your master was a fool.
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[he knows that well enough - by the laws of Ivore, at least. It seems to be a different story in other worlds, and it is reassuring to know it is not so for others.
Though it is odd to think he might have been more in charge of his destiny had he simply been born into another world.]
But I called him worse, believe it or not.
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[He frowns then shakes his head before looking up at Linneus.]
I will have to see to it that you experience all those things you never could before. Show you a whole new world that is yours for the taking.
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I should not have done. Even if I believed all I said; it is not for a servant to presume to say such things.
[and it was foolishness that he did so, in such a delicate position]
...that is an undertaking, if ever there was one. I'm not sure where I would start a list, if I were to make one, but I'm sure it would be long.
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We are starting with a date. And I think I smell food nearby too.
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[he has not had so many, but it is certainly his first riding his companion's shoulder.]
Your nose must be better than mine, then...! But I recognise where we are.
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[Because if that's the case then he'll make sure to take them there.]
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I trust your nose, however.
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[some people were able to get straight to exploring, and that's certainly not a bad thing, but Linneus had found himself quite worn out on arrival, and while the food and blankets and warm drinks had been more than welcome he had ducked away from the welcome committee as soon as he could.
Without seeming too rude, he hopes.]
I was rather tired by the journey, and had some rations in my pack, still, as well as the food they gave me. So I haven't tried the food there. I only know what I've heard...
[namely that both locations are viable places. But perhaps he has a map on him somewhere...]
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[Right before the door, he finally lowers Linneus down to his feet, holding his shoulders until the young man is balanced. Then with a grin, he ducks his way into the mess hall so he can go and investigate the food.
Well, not before holding a hand out to Linneus so he can take it to hold while they walk.]
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[a light chuckle as he is set down, hands rising to the man's arms in thanks for their support; his own looping through the crook of Rider's elbow as they walk]
Hopefully we shall find some foods you favour, too...?
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[And he quite likes to have that arm around his rather than holding hands actually. It feels even more like a romantic encounter this way!]
Let's start over here and take a little bit of everything. Whatever you do not eat I will. Never worry.
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Well, I shall try everything once, if I can. Though perhaps not all in one sitting...
[that, he might not be able to manage, even a bite at a time. There are baked goods first, arranged neatly in rows, then a series of dishes under heat lamps. Strange, to have so many choices laid out before him...]
...it was easier on the station, I must confess. There I can simply ask for a dish by name...
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[How do you try new things if you don't even know what they are? That's what he would like to know. Especially since most dishes are brand new to him. Especially in this modern age.
Or whatever time period this place is.]
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[even nearly a year after waking, he is still getting used to making his own decisions - partly due to his life before, partly due to their being a limited selection anyway, in his own world. It is one thing, when there are only a couple of options, but when a multitude of choices are laid before him... it simply gets dizzying.]
I am still learning things. Foreign foods, strange fruits...
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[Which means by the time they are sat down they have a near mountain of food to go through. Luckily, Iskandar can eat all of this so it won't actually go to waste. Which is a relief since he doesn't want to see that happen.
Patting his knee, he grins, inviting Linneus to sit on him.]
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You understand I shan’t be able to manage this...?
[just so they’re clear, though there is a light chuckle as Iskandar indicates his knee]
You’re quite sure?
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[And of course he laughs when he gets asked if he's sure. So he reaches out to take Linneus' hand in his own, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.]
Know this. I always say and do what I mean and I am always sure before I do anything. You will never need to wonder if I am unsure of anything, I give you my word.
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[the chuckle turning a little shy with that kiss]
I am rarely certain...
[another thing to be a little envious of - or to admire]
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[Which he will start now.]
Would you like to sit here on my lap?
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