All Day and All of the Night

Anden

The Sun and the Moon
In an endless game of hide and seek

One man approached. His face scarred, yet hidden behind a smile. Anden eyed him carefully. The tattoos, the scar, the way the man held himself there wasn't a doubt this was the owner of the blade. Anden carefully slid the knife with his foot further behind himself.

"Definitely could afford to be a little more careful." He wasn't sure what to do next. He scanned the bar, it didn't look like anyone was here with the man - but from the looks of him, Anden wasn't certain he was someone he should get in a fight with either. Alina was far more petite and she easily bested Anden.

Anden's eyes locked onto the outstretched hand. He wasted no time. Anden had seen these types of guys all the time back home. They seemed tough because they were hiding something - it was the Grounds though, and everyone was hiding something. Anden reached down picking up the blade. He let it dance in his hand, feeling its weight. It was lighter than he'd expect. "How do I know you won't hurt someone with this? Who brings a knife to a bar anyways. That was a stupid question Anden realized. Moving the knife behind his back. "Tell you what, we can make a trade." Anden offered, thought looking into the mans eyes, he wasn't so sure it was a good idea.

"Promise to show me how you use this one day. And its all yours." Alina's advice to find someone to train him with a blade rang through his mind. It wasn't as big as a sword but the lighter weight made it feel right.

The Sun and the Moon
In an endless game of hide and seek