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A War of Houses - Playground 6

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[Channler]

Raxxle O'Conner and Alicia the Healer
Cave, West of Gnisis
That morning wasn't much different from any other, save the nippy breeze that howled through the lonely cave.

Raxle tightened his patchwork cloak around him and peered out the mouth of his home. Once he was the protector of the people, now he was the one that needed protection.

Alicia stepped up to his side and for several minutes remained quite, almost pleased with the horrid tranquility of it all.

"Here.." She managed to mutter, her voice cackled as she muttered her first morning words, "Drink some of this, I made it myself."

The legionaire chuckled out loud a bit, after all, they've had to make everything for themselves. "It's lovely dear, mind you have a cube of sugar too?" He played gently, in the past few days he and Alicia hard warmed up to each other quite a bit, wether it was because of the cold or not was left undecided.

Alicia looped her arm with Raxle's, but didn't say anything, for words would of ruined the moment. Words meant no value anymore, only that which is soothing in nature has been of value to the desperate few.

"What are you going to do after all this is over?" Alicia looked up, sniffling a little with her red nose.

Raxle gazed into her greenish/hazel eyes and thought for few long seconds, "Well.. if this is ever over, I might.." He started to blush a bit.

A grinned reached Alicia's cold face, and she pulled his arm closer to her, "Come on now.. It's not we have anything to lose.." She looked almost hopeful, as if his words would concern her.

"Well.. I'd.. You would probably laugh, after all it doesn't fit my character..." He complained, thinking of some way to show his softness.

"As long as it isn't one of those drug overdoes Dancers at those horrid clubs." The healer felt Raxle become stiff all of a sudden and glanced up at his face. There sat a placid grin.. "No..." A look of disgust filled her face.

"Well, times are tough..." Raxle let out a heart warming laugh, "No..no, I swear, I won't become a male dancer. Especially one of the skooma addicted ones." He lifted his chin up, "I.. really just want to help children.. you know, after all, I was an orphan. The conditions were never great, I.. wish to change that you could say.." His face reddened a bit when Alicia let out a low 'Awww'.

"Thats so sweet, there, that proves that theres a heart locked somewhere in that body of yours. A great and noble cause it is.." Raxle now realized that her hand was resting in his, and though all his senses told him against it, he managed to loosed her grip on himself.

"Err.. Well.. perhaps we should head inside, you look cold. Ok?"

"Yes lets.."