Yay! Me-should-not-be-online post!!! And, yeah, he sounds like an elf, but he's not. Dunno what he is yet, though. Shouldn't have given him the ears. Right, clothes...
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You leave the marketplace, trying to find someplace to buy new clothes. You get thrown out of most stores for a wide variety of reasons. Most of them has something to do with the way you smell. Thinking it's the last try, you enter a shop. You stand inside for a while, looking on everything in there.
"Can I help you sir?" someone asks you. You look over your shoulder and see a beautiful woman looking at you. She seems to be a bit surprised that you're in there, but smiles.
"Soon enough... Do you know where I can take a bath?"
She doesn't seem to be surprised about the question but merely smiles.
"Yes, sir. Just follow me." she leads you to the back of the store. "If you want, we can see if we can find some clothes you can wear right after the bath. Would you like that?"
You nod and she leaves. She's back in a few minutes with a robe.
"Here you go sir. Now, just go in here and I'll be waiting for you out here."
You go in and she closes the door after you.
When you come out again, you see she's holding up a cream coloured tunic in the light. She looks at you and smiles.
"I was thinking of something like this. Do you like it?" she says and gestures towards a chair, where pairs of pants and boots lie. "Would you like to see how you would look in them?"
You nod, and see how she seems to be weaving something in the air while whispering. You notice the air in the store thickens and a perfect duplicate of yourself appears in front of you. You're shocked when you see it. Your face looks like it always has, but the rest of you... You used to be a very thin man. Now your entire self seems to be full of muscles. Your hair is still messed up and white as bone. Your skin aren't a bit pale (as people from your homeland are supposed to be), now it's olive coloured. You take a step closer to it to examine your eyes. The part of the eyes you can see have the colour of thunderclouds with the pupil like a ruby in the middle.
"Sir?" the shop assistant says. You remember why she has put the duplicate there and look at the clothes. The tunic, darkblue baggy pants and a pair of black leather boots. You like the look of them.
"It's... great." you say. She smiles at you. You pay her for all of it, go back into the other room and changes into it. When you come out again you ask her if she knows anything about Mike.
"An actor called Michael Johnson-Smith? Norhtern pillar? No, sorry, I don't know many people outside the Compound."
"What is the compound for, anyway?"
"What the compound is for?" she repeats and raises an eyebrow with a surprised look on her face. "That's an odd question. I don't know more than the usual, that it's a place for people to live if there's no better choice. Like if no other place would accept them. Some call it a sewer, but others, like me, call it home. I suppose that you're like us now." she says and smiles at you again. You see something about her you haven't noticed before. On her neck and hands are tiny scales. You are like us now...? You don't feel like discussing anything about yourself though, so you thank her and leaves. You go out on the street again and try to fix your hair with your fingers. It immidiately becomes a mess again when you try, so you give up. You sigh and stop a person walking by.
"Am I still Vidash Welfos?" you ask him. He looks at you and grins. You see he has four rows of teeth.
"Welfos? No, no, no... You're apparently Vidash Sleepwalker, my friend thundereye." he says and moves on, chuckling. You look after him then curses and kicks a rock. You have no idea where to go now to find out more about everything.
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Phew... okay, there's still more places to go, read the previous stuff if you don't remember. Am I the only one that thinks this was mostly something that didn't make anything at all happen? Meh... thanks for reading (and, hopefully, posting).
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