(no subject)

[mcleod1592.livejournal.com]

Date: June 8th, morning
Location: Forest
Status: Public
Summary. Duncan goes for a morning run


Feeling a need for fresh air, Duncan decided to go for a run before his morning exercise.

He left the premises at a brisk trot, headed for the forest.

Comments

[mcleod1592]

"How many of them have you talked to?" Duncan asked. "I've spent weeks, months, years and decades at times in monasteries when I needed a break. I have not once felt imprisoned and not once been forced outside."

[jan_skovasja]

'Myself' Jan thought, but if he said that out loud, he'd have to explain more than he wanted to give away.

"Talked about that to?" he said instead. "None. They were all too eager to chop off my head. I know ... I know how I'd feel spending a decade in a monastery though."

[mcleod1592]

"It can be a very calming, settling experience, especially when the outside, with its constant changes and new developments, gets too much to bear at some point," Duncan pointed out. "Most of us will rather live than engage in battle and possibly lose their heads in turn. You seriously never had any of us introduce you to the Game and its rules? Where did you have your first death?"

Inwardly he sighed. He hadn't exactly come here to take on the training of a new immortal, and certainly not one who had been immortal for decades, centuries, and still had the knowledge equivalent to someone who had just recently discovered they were special that way. Maybe Method would...

But probably not. He could just about hear Method say 'Oh well, he did well enough until now - he's still alive, isn't he?'