He felt something cold and wet on his cheek. He opened his eyes slowly with a groan. Hey buddy, he said to the creature next to him. Squak.
How long have I been out? He asked rubbing his forehead, he still remembers the pain he felt, he don't think he can ever forget something like that.
He went to take a shower and went downstairs to have breakfast. Good morning Mrs Bell, he greeted the Inn owners wife, she was a middle aged woman with a slightly plumb body but she was still beautiful even with wrinkles on her face.
Hi, she replied softly with surprise. Can I have breakfast? Yeah sure... ofcourse, what would you like? Bread and milk would be fine and fish if you have it.
Okay, will be right up. His breakfast was brought to him in about 5 minutes, a glass of milk, white bread and a steaming hot fish. He ate with abonden.
He was really hungry and asked for more food. I'm sorry boy but we don't have much food here, said Mrs Bell. Oh that fine, thank you, he said as he got up and left after paying ofcourse.
He went to a restaurant, he needed a lot of food, even after eating breakfast his stomach was still growling. He ordered so much food the table did not even have space for an ant to pass through.
As he was eating a group of three sat across him, he did not even raise his head to see who it was, he was too absorbed in devouring the steak infront of him.
He was not even using a fork and knife he was just grabbing everything with his hands and throwing them in his mouth like a wild beast.
Why must we sit with this bumpkin?, he is embarrassing, look, everybody is giving us strange looks now. He heard a familiar male voice filled with scorn.
You can go sit wherever you want Victor nobody is stopping you, replied a female voice with irritation. The male hurrumphed but did not leave.
Congratulations by the way, said the female voice. He raised his head this time. For what? Your hand ofcourse. My hand? He looked at his right hand holding a piece of a steak.
My hand regenerated? You... telling me you did not even notice that? Cathra laughed out loud.God Clark you really funny sometimes, who doesn't notice a hand they're using? She asked still laughing.
An idiot that who, said Victor. Noel did not pay him any mind. Do you intend to eat all this food by yourself? She asked her mouth twitching.
I ordered it. Damn, I'm starting to wonder if you even human, well it was nice seeing you Clark, let go on a mission together again if you have time.
They got up and went to another table. He continued eating in peace and after he was done he paid and left. I need to go see the Rukia girl, he thought to himself.
He first went back to his inn room to get his mantle of the dark spawn then went to Rue shop. Rukia was dressed in a long pink dress with bubbles all over it.
Her face was covered in make up and her hair was clean and tied behind her. Hey Clark, how do I look? She asked in an excited voice.
Like a clown,what happening here? Is there a kids party somewhere? That is so rude, I'm trying out something new here. Well I gave you an honest review, he said with a smile.
You look different, what happened to you? Different how? More... I don't know, human? Now that rude, what did you think I was before?
Honestly, I thought you were a human like golem. That very hurtful. See, see, the old you would've ignored that comment entirely. Okay, okay enough, my heart can nolonger handle your sharp words, his voice was still monotone but one could sense a sliver of playfulness in it.
Alright mr golem how can I help you? Can you fix this? He took out his mantle of the underworld . Yeah no, I can't fix that. What do you mean? You made it.
Mmm, I mean I kind of did but also kind of did not. What does that even mean? Listen, I know I made it but it was as if my body was under somebody elses control, you didn't really think I was skilled enough to make this did you?
I don't know how skilled you are. So what are you saying? That it gone for good? What? No, it a soul bound suit, just put it in your soul space and it will heal itself.
That.. it? Yep that it. Okay but one glove was completely disintegrated, will that heal as well? Ofcourse not but you just need any glove to replace it, the suit will take care of the rest.
Here take this, on the house. She gave him an old glove that was so hard it could stand on it own, it had holes all over it. How awfully kind of you, he said with barely perceptible sarcasm In his flat voice.
I know right? I'm the best, okay get the hell out of my shop I'm busy. With what? Being a clown. Okay time for you to go, she pushed him out of the shop and closed the door behind him.
A small smile appeared on his lips, alright, next on the list, get a new sword. He went to the smith shop. Heya lad, what do you want this time?
You not very welcoming are you you old man? What are you talking about you stupid shit, everybody around would tell you I'm the most respectful and welcoming man around.
Were you like this the last time I was here? I was but your head was so far up your ass you didn't notice. Your language is really foul, did your mom teach you that?
Hey don't talk about my mom now lad, you don't ever talk about a mans mom. Alright alright, i need a new arm guard and sword old man.
Take your pick. He looked around and picked two that looked similar to his last ones but a bit stronger. He paid the old man and left without complaint even though he was certain he was being overcharged.