Semi-charmed kind of life

He hadn’t really made the time to check out what was happening in the settlement since arriving in the new world. Perhaps it should have been one of the first things he did, considering it seemed to be the only place where any real civilized life happened, but he wasn’t always interested in partaking in such things. Today was different. Kalt strolled with his hands tucked in his pockets, an outfit that was remarkably casual for the assassin was worn along with a light energy that wasn’t usual for him. A small smirk pressed on his lips, observing the people who were out and about or trading or just plain living. What an interesting thing… Was that what normal life was? No looking over your shoulder for a mysterious threat? No constantly plotting for an inevitable tragedy? How unbelievably…boring. Crystal blue eyes landed on a young man who appeared to be working on a shop – or rather contemplating the work done or still to be done. Kalt quirked his brow and approached the young man, recognizing him as the man who could change into a hawk he had met when they first arrived here. ”Remi,” Kalt said to draw the man’s attention, flashing a crooked grin if he turned around. ”You look puzzled. Need a hand?” Remi kalt give into the night.