the wine of friendship

"Oh...wouldn't you have to make a whole new book for that though? D'ya know why it helps?" Adam had hardly ever told anyone of his experience when trying to read, but when he had, he had been met with either ridicule or confusion. That Jigano both knew what he meant and had a way to help was new. "...Thanks, though. For not being a dick about it. I never really talked to anyone before about this stuff cos it was kinda embarrassing. Especially when I lived with Heidi's family, since they had all had tutors since they were a day old teaching 'em fucking everything." Adam would argue that in fact, weird sex stories were hilarious regardless of whether or not you knew the people involved, but he wasn't going to push them on Jigano if he didn't want to hear them. While no one had ever called him a 'gentleman', Adam nodded along to Jigano's descriptions of his work. "Yeah. I miss my horse and the roads. It was sometimes nice on quiet days to just ride around and go out into the fields. There was this one road out of the city that went into the forest...if you went down the right part, you could come to this cliff edge that overlooked the sea and everything..." He sighed, a wistful sound, though it was cut short by a laugh. "It did lose some of it's charm after I got arrested there, though." As for alternative lives. "Ugh, no, I haven't got the patience for sheep or booze. But...I have actually been thinking of something. I used to do...for all the ladies at the brothel, then later on in inns for a bit of cash...piercings and hair and sometimes little tattoos. I'm not an artist or nothing, but I could do words if I had a picture, or a few lines. The skill is really in keeping people calm while you stick a needle in them." With that said he looked over to Jigano with a half-smile. "Think I could convince you to be my first customer?" A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?