Tea Break 5 Voice

[tea_lover64]

[He had been left in the outskirts of the village after they had finished with him. It had been a particularly difficult couple of weeks while they were there. They had tested his physical limits, pain endurance, capability of his powers, and seemingly just what it would take to make him cry out in pain. Exhausted was an understatement, he felt thoroughly drained and doubted their claims that it would somehow help. They had enjoyed the process it seemed to him.

Laying on the ground there he contemplated just taking a nap right here. It would be delightful to just rest now, but people would be worried, and the comparative safety and comfort of the house would be welcome. Thankfully it seemed at least he would be able to communicate, the journal was right beside him. Lifting a stiff arm he flips it on.

He starts to try and say something for a moment before coughing for a few seconds, and takes an audible breath in. He winced as he took it in, seemed like that would take a little bit of time to heal]

H-hello, I hope I haven't worried anyone too much..

[He clears his throat and puts a little more volume in it]

This is Iroh, I'm in the forest, I can't tell exactly whereabouts. Normally I would find my own way back, but I am feeling a bit under the weather. I would appreciate any assistance, and if it is not too much to ask, a good cup of tea.

[A fortnight without tea was quite barbaric as well]

Comments

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[goldenglasses]

Heh. Of course. Man, then it must be tough growing old. [Must be pretty nice too...] Did you ever end up settling down with any of them?

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[tea_lover64]

There was one for what seems like a short time. Arranged marriage as was the custom. At first I was not happy with the match, but I grew to love her.

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[goldenglasses]

Oh? An arranged marriage? Those weren't very common where I'm from. [But not unheard of.] I never really fully understood it myself very much. [He was a romantic at heart. He likes to think everyone marries for love, but he won't knock what let Iroh find his.] But I'm glad that in the end you loved her.

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[tea_lover64]

It varies a bit where I am from. Though in my family it was quite common for many generations.

[He looks down at his tea and sips]

Yes, I am grateful for the time I had with her, limited as it was.

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[goldenglasses]

Limited? [That rarely means anything good.] I'm sorry you didn't get to have more time with her.

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[tea_lover64]

You have to appreciate the time you are given, not the time you could have.

[He smiles at Vash]

I am grateful for having shared those happy memories with her.

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[goldenglasses]

That's a good way to think. [It really is. Vash just wishes he was better at thinking that way himself.] Was she a big tea drinker too?

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[tea_lover64]

She was most certainly. Though not as enthusiastic about it. She had more grace than that.

[He has a small laugh, though it hurt to move those muscles]

I think women having more grace than men is something rather universal across worlds from what I have learned here.

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[goldenglasses]

You know what, friend? I think I can agree with that one hundred percent. Or well, maybe ninety-nine percent. There are some girls who just have no grace at all. Just shrill and loud. [Not to mention short and beautiful.]

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[tea_lover64]

Well, a one percent disagreement I think I can stomach well enough. It sounds as though you speak from experience in that regard.

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[goldenglasses]

Hmmm, well, let's just say I was so popular back home that I ended up picking up a couple of stalkers. [Okay, so they were there to try to keep the damage that tended to happen around him to a minimum. Not that they found him attractive, but Vash would rather say it was because of his looks anyway.] One of them happened to be a shrill, ungraceful, pain in the ass.

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[tea_lover64]

[Iroh has a hearty laugh at that]

Sounds like a friend.

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[goldenglasses]

A friend!? [A very close one at that.] No way! With her it was always: [His voice raises an octave to sound more "feminine" with a hint of a whine and a shrill added on for extra effect.] Mr. Vash!! Where do you think you're going this time!?

Or.

Mr.Vash! Just what do you think you're doing?

Or.

Vash! Stop that this instant!

Or.

Vash! I'm a mean, bossy stalker who isn't going to let you have any fun what-so-ever for the rest of your life!

[So, he might have just made that last one up.]

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[tea_lover64]

[Iroh will sip his tea quietly for a moment and pause]

Sounds like you spent a lot of time together.

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[goldenglasses]

Not by choice. That's kind of the definition of stalker after all. [So it was her job to follow him. He had hated it at first, but eventually grew to miss the insurance girls when they weren't around.]

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[tea_lover64]

A flower can blossom even in the most rocky of terrain.

[He'll just let that statement linger there for a moment and look up at the treetops]

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[goldenglasses]

Maybe a flower can, but we're talking about women! [Vash actually knows exactly what Iroh is saying, but chooses to play dumb.] But I suppose I'm lucky with all the women who would chase me back home only two were a pain in the backside.

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[tea_lover64]

[Iroh isn't buying the dumb act when it comes to flowers Vash, but he'll let you have it]

Well, as long as the pain to the backside didn't bother you too much, I'm sure it was fine.

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[goldenglasses]

Are you kidding!? There was pain every single day! From the shrieking, to the hitting, to the dirty looks! It's a real pain being so popular sometimes.