Zero Hour

[Bjorn]

Bjorn smiles faintly.  "No," he says humourously, "not yet.  Perhaps one day.  I was... ordinary.  Just one of very many."

[Brian]

Mirallia doesn't understand, but accepts this answer.  I'm back, Lindsey sends.  It's cold.  I'm going to get some sleep.  Let's meet up in the morning and exchange notes.

[Bjorn]

All right, Bjorn risks sending back, and then, almost with a feeling of relief, lets the mindboard wash away, to be replaced by the now-comforting feeling of his combat senses.

To Mirallia he says, "Lindsey is back.  Thank you for your help.  You should probably get some sleep now."

Then he frowns, and says, "Actually.  If you don't mind my asking... what did you talk about with Lindsey?"

[Brian]

"Very little.  She spoke with Lord Bloom and Sir Shuker, mostly.  And then, of things concerning your world ... I did not understand much, I'm afraid."  She sighs, and shakes her head.  "You need to rest.  We can speak on this further in the morning."

[Bjorn]

"Don't trust her," Bjorn says, drowsily, already dropping off into sleep.  "Very dangerous."

But whatever he might have said beyond that is lost as he passes out, for real this time.

[Brian]

You wake up fully rested, and feeling much better, though you have no idea how long you've been asleep by now.

Mirallia is apparently asleep, the candles are out, and the fire in the next room is low.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn wrinkles his nose as he rattles a little, rolling to his feet.  Well.  There's probably the first priority.  Taking the time to stoke up the fire (though not bothering with the candles), he changes into casual clothes, and begins methodically cleaning the armour of its signs of three days of continual wear.

[Brian]

It doesn't take too long to polish it up to as nice as it's been.  It's really designed for protection, not appearance, but you get the grime off, make sure the leather is oiled and won't crack, and inspect it for rust.

Just as you're finishing, there's a knock on the door.

Jeff pokes his head in a moment after knocking, and says, "Lorekeeper here to see you, Bjorn."

[Bjorn]

"Lorekeeper?" Bjorn says, frowning, and then shrugs.  "Send him in."

[Brian]

Jeff nods, and Parthipan is ushered into the ante-chamber.

[Bjorn]

"Ah, it's you," Bjorn nods, and starts to change back into his armour.  "Come in.  What can I do for you?"

[Ginrai]

"Hey, Bjorn!  Phil and I decided that all of us should meet up in the library to discuss what's been going on."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn looks at Parthipan for a second, and then shrugs.  "All right," he says, "sounds like a plan."

Buckling on his swords, he steps out the door, and turns to Jeff.  "I need to go meet with Lord Bloom in the library," he informs him.  "Shouldn't be any problems."

[Ginrai]

"I also need to get Durant for the meeting."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn nods.  "All right, then, I'll meet you there."  With a parting nod to Jeff and Carl, he heads to the library.