World Weary At Such and Age

[Avatar Blod]

"You would do best to stay off that side for at least a day or two. Its basically healed but still tender, water can only do so much." The old lady smiled down on him and yet Agni wondered what her expression would be if she wasn't blind. He had seen her confusion when she had felt his skin and so felt all his scars and maybe his tattoos. He had brushed it off telling her off his clumsiness but only her lack of sight kept that story up. So he nodded and then slowly stood up limping as he folded in on his right side where he had been cut open. Only a small scar was seen from his belly bottom to his fourth rib but it still ached. A reminder that no matter how long he lived on fighting and how skilled he could become he could always make a mistake. Especially against a more skilled bender.

Taking the strong white staff they had lent him Agni dropped the money on the bed and then walked out his eyes blinking furiously as the sun surprised him. It took only a few seconds and he was limping toward the nearest inn. He needed a drink, food, and a few things so he'd be able to set out again. He felt pain and knew of his hurt but he was not dead yet. And he didn't plan on going into a grave as young as he was. As he rounded a corner and made his way to a faded sign Agni smiled. His healer had told him his weapons would be kept there, he didn't know why she hadn't picked an armory but he wasn't to decide.
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Hung stood a giant over a table smiling and talking to a usual patron when a cloaked figure walked in staff in hand. The big man frowned for a second wondering why a man would be so garbed at this heat but he remembered Ole' Lady Olga and those weapons she had told him to hold on to. " I'll be with you in a second sir." The man nodded and then walked over to the bar sitting a seat down from another person he had yet to get to. Where was his cousin?

[StillettoMai]

Isha entered the bar slowly, glancing around. It was a familiar place; she had come here off and on for many years. But it sometimes seemed like this place attracted fights, and she was not in the mood for a fight right now. Still, she kept her katana close.
She sat and waited for service, noticing a cloaked man, a stranger, who had entered moments after her. She glanced at the friendly barkeeper.
"Take your time, Hung. I'm in no hurry. Just get me the usual when you get around to it."

[Avatar Blod]

Hung finished his conversation with Rock, not very creative parents, he turned and lumbered casually behind the bar to pull out a clean glass and poured in a dark liquid and then passed it over to Isha. " The usual," Hung looked over to the stranger and gave a wink, " and that ain't no wine or beer." He laughed and then turned away from the two customers and went to a door that led to the kitchen coming back with a sack. He stepped in front of Angi and gingery lifted out the kama's and placed them in front of the man before stuffing the now pointless sack in some unseen hole. "Those are some might fine weapons you have their."

Agni couldn't bring his eyes away from his weapons and reached out a hand and petted them tenderly acting much like a mother being reunited with her children. " Thank you, for the compliment and for caring for them." Giving the man a grin he slipped both weapons underneath the folds of his cloak and let the weapons slip into their sheath. " Now that they're back can I bother you for a few things?" The innkeeper nodded but held up a hand before Agni could start listing what he needed. The man excused himself and went off to help a new group of people who had just entered. With nothing else to do Agni turned to the girl net to him and tried to start a conversation before shutting his mouth and frowning down at the table. He wasn't good at talking.

[StillettoMai]

Isha smirked at Hung's comment, but said nothing. She gave the appearance of staring at the wall in front of her, but was actually watching as Hung gave the stranger next to her a sack of weapons. Very nice weapons, she could tell, though she only caught a glimpse of them. After the innkeeper trotted off to help some new patrons, she turned to the man next to her.
"You are not from around here, are you?" she asked him in a friendly way, not making it obvious she was really interested in his information. "I'm Isha."

[Avatar Blod]

Isha. He put away the information somewhere deep inside him where it might pop up again if he ever ran into the girl again. It was unlikely but weirder things have happened to many a people himself included. He was a little more hesitant to say his name though. She seemed friendly but this female had a weapon on her and he learned long ago never to trust a man or female who had a weapon close to hand and looked ready to use it when it came to that. A few seconds more and he knew he girl would grow suspicious. Frowning mentally he just went with his gut. " No, I'm from the Firenation but I've been around here before." His gut told him never to trust anyone and so he answered the obvious question not the implied one.
Deciding to keep the ball rolling and away from him he turned her question on him," What about you? I mean are you a native, cause the bartender seems to know you." Looking her over Agni wondered where she was from noting she didn't look like an Earthkingdom woman but he had seen a few oddballs.

[StillettoMai]

Isha wasn't surprised when the stranger was not forthcoming with his name. Some people hesitant to tell their names. She was intrigued by the fact that he was from the Fire Nation, though. She had been there on rare occasions, usually whenever she wanted to find something out about her father.
She looked away asked about her, wondering what to say. What was she? Firebender father, waterbender mother, born in the Earth Kingdom, and herself an airbender somehow. A part of all nations and yet she belonged to none of them.
"If you mean by native that I was born and raised in the Earth Kingdom, I am," she said quietly. "I come here fairly often, so I know most of the folk around."

[Avatar Blod]

Agni nodded not entirely interested but knowing how to look it either way. Slowly he closed his eyes and let the clutter that was his mind clean itself out. In no way was he going to survive this conversation if he didn't try to act normal. It was a hard thing to do but he learned one could do almost anything when pushed to. The world might be unforgiving but it taught you a few good things you'd best not forget. " So I take it you travel? I mean you say you come here fairly often but I'd guess you also move around. "