The Start Of All Things 17It started raining as Swills led Night off. They ducked into a nearby restaurant. Swills threw off her coat and wrung it into a potted plant. She then hung it up on a nearby post. She had expected to bring Night to a nicer place.
The restaurant they were in had a few tables with worn clothes on them. But since it was raining very heavily, she decided it would be best to stay.
As Night tried to dry some of the water off of himself with a handkerchief he kept in his pocket, a waiter went over to them. He cheerfully asked if they wanted a table. Swills told him that was why she hung up her coat. The waiter faked a laugh and led them over to a nearby table. He set down cutlery and cloth napkins. He then asked if they wanted some tea. Night sat and told them that would be nice. Swills told him she would just have water and sat as well.
The waiter nodded and went off. Night took the cutlery and laid it in order. Swills gave him a quizzical look. Night coughed and said it was a habit. The aca
The Start Of All Things 16Night gave up on the book after it grew dark. The basics of charming an object seemed to be a distraction tactic that Solac gave him. So Night decided he may as well find a better way to be distracted and went to get a drink.
The tavern was pretty full compared to the last night. Both Swills and Nargo were moving between counter and bar trying to get all of the drinks served. Night sat at an open seat at the bar and waited.
Swills made her way over to him. She resisted a smile and asked “What will you have Night?”
“I will take a Mist” said Night with a smile. Swill went over to the row of bottles that lined the back of the bar. She tossed together his drink and slid it down to him. He yelled over his thanks, but she was wadding though tables and drunks by the time he said them.
Night sipped his drink as he watched Swills go about between the tables and the bar. He never thought that taverns could be so full. The one on the campus had at most six people in it at
The Start Of All Things 15“Stop” said Istina. She grabbed a brush away from Scripsi as he was about to put down a mark on a canvas. He asked what he was doing wrong now. “You did not alter the color correctly, it is the wrong shade.
Scripsi looked at the ink that was on the brush. It was grey. The color on the canvas was grey. From what he could tell they were the same color. Istina put her hand onto the canvas and the color of ink darkened only slightly. She then handed it to Scripsi. “Was that really necessary, their shades were a near match”
“But they were not a perfect match” she then cleaned the ink off of the brush and handed it back to Scripsi. He dipped it back into the ink. He placed his left hand onto the canvas and focused. The black ink started to lighten into a dark grey. He then tried to place the brush onto the canvas. Istina stopped him and said “No, the shade is still too dark”
“Why does it matter if it is perfect, hardly anyone will n
The Start Of All Things 14Feeling guilty about leaving Night alone with Swills after making her mad, Scripsi decided to check up on him the next day. He wandered around the town until he found what he thought was the shop Night worked in.
Night had woken up earlier and was eating some of the food he found in the cabinets. He was in a good mood after his suspected date. So he did not mind when his breakfast was interrupted by someone knocking on the shop’s door.
“Hello?” asked Night when he opened the door. He found Scripsi standing outside. He smiled and asked “What brings you here so early?”
“You are definitely happy today” Scripsi entered the shop. He wanted to get out of the cold before continuing to talk. The Frost had started and the weather was miserable. “Why is that?” Scripsi had never known Night to be early rising and happy about it.
“No reason” Night offered Scripsi some bread. Scripsi had not eaten that day, so Night went to grab some
The Start Of All Things 13After they left, Night walked with Swills a ways. She had enjoyed herself, but would not let Night see that she did. She did not know him that well. So she told him goodnight and went back to her own home.
Night stood in the middle of the dirt road and sighed. He had no clue what to take from what happened. So in order to feel better, he assumed she liked him. She at least seemed to enjoy his company. This gave Night some solace as went to Solac’s shop so he could get to his room and sleep.
On his way into the shop, Poe stopped Night. He asked Night why he was out so late. Night told him that it was nothing. Poe pecked him on the head. Swatting his hand at the bird, Night proceed into the door and closed it. He was not going to be given relationship advice from a bird.
He made his way up the stairs and into the room he had been given. Night grabbed the blanket that was lying on the bed. He was about to get under it and sleep, but when he pulled the blanket a book fell off. It was
The Start Of All Things 12“Where is this restaurant” asked Night. They had already passed through the center of the town and were approaching its outskirts. He did not imagine that any decent place would be that far out. And even if it was, it could not warrant this kind of walk every time Swills wanted to go to it.
Swills just looked at him and said “It is only a little further” Night pouted. He hated evasive answers. Swills told him to cheer up. The food was well worth the time it took to get to it.
The restaurant was a small building located at the eastern edge of town. It was not by any means the fanciest place. There also seemed to be something about it that was different. When Night asked why she would walk across the whole town to get to a place like this, she told him to wait and he would see.
Night entered the door to find that the restaurant was rather like the buffet that the academy had in its dining hall. With one exception, none of the food seemed familiar. Night then turne
The Start Of All Things 11Scripsi was waiting outside of the tavern when Night arrived. Night did not think it was open, as the windows around the door were dark and it seemed in a bad shape. Scripsi told him that it was and headed in. Night was happy to see it empty save them as he followed Scripsi in.
Nargo was nowhere to be seen as they sat at the bar. Swills was moving about though. She took two mugs into the back. Scripsi called over to her. She made her way to the bar and asked what they wanted. “You know those drinks that Nargo made the last time I was here?” asked Scripsi. “I was wondering if I could get two of those”
Swills told him that she did not know what they had gotten. But if it was what Istina normally ordered she could make that. Scripsi said that would be great as she got to work.
As she was mixing the drinks, Scripsi noticed that Night seemed absent. Smiling to himself against the usual indifference he had towards taverns. This concerned Scripsi, so he asked Night wha