Post by Thanos "Nine" of Ithaca on Jun 21, 2020 13:18:35 GMT
Nine was more than tired of the entire death and coming back to life thing. It hurt a lot every single time. It had been a very long time since he'd been able to take those that said it felt like they were dying serious. He was intimately familiar with all parts of the experience, except for the fear of the unknown. That had long since left him. The afterlife didn't want him and he'd been banished from that years ago. He sighed, unable to keep track for now. He was only a week or so into his new life and so far everything was still confusing. The world was... messed up. What had happened in those years he'd missed? He didn't care too much. He'd life to see the apocalypse and the inevitable heat death of the universe if he didn't find a way to undo the darned curse.
He walked up to the stables, horses were better than people. He remembered the elder days when riding horses into battle was common. When horses had value of a different kind that simply prestige or as farming tools. People saw them more as pets over time and it was a strange idea. He chuckled as he petted one of the horses softly on the nose. "Yes, I do suppose it's normal to you." He muttered thoughtfully before checking the horse. Maybe it was time to ride again. It would help him feel young. Maybe somebody could help him locate a saddle?
He looked around for a while until he spotted another individual. "Hey there, neighbour!" He called out amicably. "Where might I find a saddle in this particular dwelling? I fear my eyes have yet to pass them but I wish to take one of these beauties for a ride, which perchance would be much easier if I were in possession of the proper tools. Would you mind helping me acquire them?" Not that anybody still spoke that politely but well, he still needed to get used to the lingo. It would take a while to catch up...
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