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Kage · **07-20-2014, 02:01 PM**

Another odd look flashed in Kage's eyes at the mention of Frhanz. A choked growl escaped him as he glared at the other man. His ears twitched as he experienced a sharp pain at the yelling before he whispered.

"Ye wouldn't dare."

**Unnamed Mercenary** · **07-20-2014, 02:34 PM**

"Have you known me to lie about my intentions? Ever?" He was doing what he could to not fall into a mindless rage. Sure, having Frhanz's life experiences helped a lot in the regard. He was a changed man, but at the core, he was still the same person. There were simply additional layers now.

"I think we'd both rather I not have to knock you out, and put you in a bed. So, what will it be? Get some rest and sober up, or get knocked out and wakeup with a hangover that will be a little less that what you'll have if you keep drinking?" He though of his conversation earlier with a certain hyuran women. Change was...difficult. He wanted to get past it.

"I've got the same intentions as Frhanz, but I lack the...delicacy." He started walking the miqo'te over to his bed. "Do us both a favor and just sleep it off before it's worse."

Kage · **07-22-2014, 12:40 PM**

Kage turned around, shrugging the man off swiftly. He glared at him. While he stunk of the drink, his eyes were clear and burning. He finished his sweet water and hissed, a growl emanating from his form.

"One. Do not touch me. Two. What I do, IN MY HOUSE AND IN MY ROOM, is none, none of your business. Three. Do not touch me."

His nostrils flared as he continued, "Ye got one thing to do while in this house and that is you listen to what I have to say. Ye don't want the Ul'dahn authorities after you, ye help me take that fleabag."

He poured another mug of sweet water and growled. "Chances can only be given so many times before people get tired. An' I'm getting tired."

"Go do whatever you have to do. I still have a job, unlike you."

**Unnamed Mercenary** · **07-22-2014, 01:17 PM**

(07-22-2014, 12:40 PM)ExKage Wrote: Kage turned around, shrugging the man off swiftly. He glared at him. While he stunk of the drink, his eyes were clear and burning. He finished his sweet water and hissed, a growl emanating from his form.

"One. Do not touch me. Two. What I do, IN MY HOUSE AND IN MY ROOM, is none, none of your business. Three. Do not touch me."

His nostrils flared as he continued, "Ye got one thing to do while in this house and that is you listen to what I have to say. Ye don't want the Ul'dahn authorities after you, ye help me take that fleabag."

He poured another mug of sweet water and growled. "Chances can only be given so many times before people get tired. An' I'm getting tired."

"Go do whatever you have to do. I still have a job, unlike you."

He released Kage, waiting to see if the force of standing on his own two feet would topple the miqo'te over. "You've been getting tired a lot lately, hence, get some rest."

He looked down a bit. If Kage wasn't too drunk, he may recognize the man's face almost contorted in worry. Almost. "Tell you what, try walking from one of the room to the other and back. If you don't trip or stumble, I'll leave you be."

He wouldn't comment on "jobs". Just because Frhanz was dead, it didn't mean Merc got a break from finishing up his research. There were books in the middle of being edited, papers that /needed/ to be released, and a stack of pre-paid alchemy commissions he'd need to figure out how to synthesize without failing. Simply knowing the information wasn't quite enough to physically do it. Ever since "it" happened, he'd been trying to mentally process all the information. And of course, there was his "other" work. The things he couldn't talk about. Calling him....."unemployed" would be an insult. An insult he was desperately trying not to explode on.Â

Kage needed rest. Merc needed to calm down. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a slow, deep breath in and out a couple time to calm his nerves. "Go on, try."

Kage · **07-22-2014, 01:44 PM**

Kage huffed, finishing the mug and slamming it onto his desk. He grabbed his sword and shield, and made a gesture with one hand, steadily, for the man to see himself out. Following him, he locked the door to his chambers before walking to the living area without tripping over something or falling.

Without falter, Kage made it to one of the couches and seated himself there with a raised eyebrow.

"The day's still young. Hurry up and leave me be. If you have things to do, do them. I ain't got time for you anymore."

**Unnamed Mercenary** · **07-22-2014, 02:12 PM**

Well, if he didn't trip over himself, Merc wouldn't worry. Much.

As he walked out, "find some time for yourself too, while your at it. I'll leave you be since you at least appear to be sober enough to stroll."

He might as well get some work done. Sooner or later though, Kage's self-mistreatment would catch up to him. Hopefully at home instead of in duty.

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