Arren slipped quietly into the bar. Before he could make it to a side table he tripped and fell.
Crap! he thought.
Getting up he sat in the nearest chair, hoping no one noticed.
Crap! he thought.
Getting up he sat in the nearest chair, hoping no one noticed.
"That was years ago and they are already healed", she chuckled. She then looked at Arren, "You okay?"
they sit outside humming Prairies
Arren rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
"Yeah I'm fine."
Crap they noticed me
"Yeah I'm fine."
Crap they noticed me
"Good. Just wanted to make sure", she smiled and took another sip of her drink.
Satori nods. “Oh, ok then. I can heal the scars though.”
"I prefer my body with scars. They are marks from battles, surviving, and inventing", she said with a proud tone, "Scars are nothing to be ashamed about."
Satori looks down. “Un-unless you me… scars are awful…. I have so many for the experiments…”
“Embrace the scars, they tell your story”, she patted Satori on the back. “I got a huge scar across my chest due a bastard I unfortunately fell in love with, hitting me with sharp and huge piece of metal”, she said with a little anger and bitterness in her tone.
Satori nods. “I-i-I’ll try… o-oh, hello.”
Satori smiles. “Who’re you? Im Satori, nice to meet you.”
"I'll take that as an no", she said, "Would you like anything to eat or drink?"
Satori returns to her pork chops.
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