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[i]Eija was attentive to Austin’s words. Even if he was not one who held faith in that which could not be proven, she respected him all the same. It was not her place to force him to accept anything but that which his will drove him to grasp just as it would not be his place to tear her from her own connection- yet it still made her wonder… All of it yet still made her wonder…[/i]

[color=50c878]“No offense is taken. We are all hosts for our own. And after all- God, gods, or none, we are all human. So long as that remains true we all will remain equal.”[/color] [i]Though…  thoughts drifted to those who did not agree- religious or otherwise… But the trench… His talk of the trench allowed her to smile again, spiking her mood a bit to offer a warming,[/i] [color=50c878]“Then we’ll keep it together.”[/color] [i]as she remembered what her mother said she did for others. If her mother could fight many and heal others in the same day then she too could do so. She had to. She would! After all- she was Echo Black! Austin was as well! And so too- was Michael.[/i]

[i]Michael seemed to be of quite some material. To be his age and accepted into service told a certain tale that his uniform seemed to fold into its neatly fit placement. Well kept and proper posture noted a man who was rightly and perhaps a knightly sort. With the gentleman’s presence she felt opportunistic- a certain charm from the way he carried himself as he offered his words of wisdom.[/i]

[i]Her gaze snapped as he spoke to her- pulling her from her thoughts of learning something from him as he presented to her a question to which he found her capable of answering. Without hesitation she brightly offered her response.[/i] [color=50c878]“Why- yes! Senja is my mother! Why do you ask- Mr. Daunte?”[/color]

[i]Daunte… Daunte… Michael Daunte…[/i]

[i]She blinked, realizing something so familiar about that name. Her eager smile seemed to be lost in emotion- shrinking somewhat but retaining some of its brightness. The letters… Was this the man that… She would know in time- she thought. But social conventions would need to be obeyed.[/i]

[i]All the while a familiar set of boots began to stir-[/i]
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[color=919ec9]“Fucking give me a break from that shit. Fucking Europans and their fucking conventions. Excuse me.”[/color] [i]With a plate slammed onto the table the disgruntled man known as Uyless planted himself firmly next to Austin, sighing as he twisted the end of his cigarette on his improvised ashtray made of left over cardboard and string. [/i]

[i]This- of course- attracted the attention of Eija- who’s concentration was broken.[/i] [color=50c878]“Oh!”[/color]

[color=919ec9]“Keep your panties on doc- I’m just another Vinlander trying to get by in this fucking backwater town.”[/color] [i]The soldier sighed, rolling his eyes at the looming threat of listening to someone cry over his speech.[/i]

[color=50c878]“Now that’s not very kind- Mr-”[/color]

[color=919ec9]“Uyless Colbey- and if the name ain’t to you likin’ then I recommend you get to likin’ it because it’s not one I’m ashamed of and if you’ve a problem with it-”[/color]

[color=50c878]“I- do not. Let me remind you that this is a place for allies- not enemies.”[/color] [i]She sternly replied, seeming to heat up slightly in the face as the rough man scratched the scar across his right cheek.[/i]

[color=919ec9]“Right. If we want to remain like so- then we won’t get in each other’s way- right doc?”[/color] [i]Uyless bit back- taking a look at Michael and giving a quiet grunt as he noticed the rank on his person. Rubbing the back of his neck as the medic seemed ever more flustered he gave a brief explanation.[/i] [color=919ec9]“Now look- I don’t make a habit of making hell out of the dinner table but some of these damn Europans could make a boy pucker face at the taste of their candy. Get what I’m sellin’ doc?”[/color]

[i]Eija simply breathed in, shaking her head before tilting her head and giving him a response in return.[/i]

[color=50c878]“Just remember that we didn’t hurt you just like we didn’t invite you to this table. Now I say you’re welcome to stay but… please…”[/color] [i]She sighed, quite drained already from this aggressive assault on her good mood.[/i]

[color=919ec9]“I know to pay my way. It ain’t nothing to bleed over.”[/color] [i]In a gesture of good faith- the soldier plucked two cigarettes and placed them in front of Michael and Eija, turning to Austin to offer him one in turn.[/i] [color=919ec9]“You look Vinland made- smoke to kill the time?”[/color]

Eija- looked back to Michael, giving him an endearing smile as she began to mentally move past that unpleasant moment. [color=50c878]"Um... As you were saying?"[/color]
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