R&R (Mathew/Evelyn)

[Sage Sudeki]

Spike had been there maybe a day, got his pinstripe suit, hat, and eye patch back from being washed and tailored. He was trying to go over the instructions he got in his head, how Prota wasn't allowed in 244 thanks to Mathew kickin' someones ass and them being bound by their laws on a deal. He understood that much, having spent a lot of his time in the arena's and gambling, making bets to make his life easier. Though he still wasn't sure what was going on, according to the year Sage was in his late twenties, but he remembered so little of the last six years... He scratched at the bandages on both his hands.

He'd sit in the cafe Weigrif ran drinking a hot chocolate and listening to the radio. Watching the hunters go out, young swordsman doing their thing trained by Weigrif as a way to help the normal people get by. If they knew he was Lancelot he bet they would shit a brick.

[Mathew Amtrum]

The roar of the bike could be heard before it was seen as Mathew with Evelyn sitting behind him road into town. What little belongings they bothered to bring in the sidecar and him clad in the full gear of the God of War Ares. War was riding through the countryside and so too would he. He'd park in front of the cafe where he'd met with Weigrif the first time to see if he would be in again. He needed to make their arrangements.

[Evelyn Amtrum]

It felt good to be alive again, literally and figuratively. Packing had been quick, the trip on the bike speeding through with the wind in her hair, invigorating and physical. It felt like she was rediscovering as well as remembering, and she loved the sensations that came with it.  It was obvious what her father's full armor meant, and she was okay with that.

She hopped off of the bike when it came to a stop, taking a moment to stretch and enjoy herself, looking around to take in the cafe and area around it.

[Sage Sudeki]

Spike looked up to the window when the roar of the bike came into ear shot. That was unusual to be honest, not a lot of Qi Engines or vehicles moving through this territory. Though when he saw Mathew he grinned a bit. He was much older, but the way he held himself never changed. Spike would grunt as he pushed himself up to a standing position. taking one last sip from his coco he would set it down and limp to the door.

"Long time no see, Earth Dragon."

He said with a cocky grin.

"Whose the fox?"

He'd say jutting his chin at Evelyn.

Spike was nabbed at the age of 10, it had been 18 years. He was out of the loop, and he didn't know it was possible Mathew didn't recognize him.

[Mathew Amtrum]

Mathew would hop off the bike once it was parked, glancing at the familiar face at the door. Spike may not know it, but he'd seen him not that long ago while he was going under the identity of Eric Cunningham. A tribute to his now fallen wife.

"That would be my daughter. Boy."

Mathew would say, tossing the heaviest bag of the bunch at Spike for him to catch.

"And we are going to be training with you."

[Evelyn Amtrum]

Evelyn's only chance at seeing Spike would have been random and she would have been a toddler at best. She cocked her head slightly at the voice at the door, taking in the form of a blonde man a bit older than herself and decked out in a pinstripe suit she only ever really saw in Uncle Leon's territory. Given the declaration of training, it was safe to assume this was what they were doing for her uncle.

"The fox has a name."

[Sage Sudeki]

Spike's eyes widened at the bag being tossed his way. Not really the revelation of who the girl was. Sure it was surprising, but helloooo nurse. No, the obviously heavy bag of immanent pain was his primary concern as he was too injured to dodge it, and catching it would hurt like a bitch, but not catching it would be even worse!

He caught it. He'd grunt and let out a groaning breath holding it there for a second as he settled in with the pain to his ribs and back, his arms and hands. Some of the stitching under his right hands bandages ripping a bit.

"Sounds good..."

He'd let out at the comment of training under a strained breath as he held in the pain. Gently moving the bag over his left shoulder he would tip his hat to Evelyn with a smile that was obviously strained and forced under throbs of pain.

"Sorry. My name's Spike."

He'd hold out his right bandaged hand which was starting to tint pink in spots.

Mathew would find Weigrif stoking a fire for his furnace.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Don't be rude Eve. Say hello."

He'd say as he headed to see Weigrif. Calling back to Spike.

"Thanks for helping her with our bags."

And he'd approach Weigrif!

"Still tending shop?"

[Evelyn Amtrum]

She let the young man adjust to the burden that had been thrown his way, noting the pink tinges on his bandaged hand. She took it in her own with a nod and a firm grip, though dialed back on the strength enough that it'd spare him a little extra misery.

"You're good." As long as he got it. Not that she didn't mind the attention. "I'm Evelyn. Nice to meet you." She'd pull out the other bag of luggage, knowing how to pack quick and light enough for this.

"Nice suit, by the way. Have you been here long?" She was out of the loop as it was, and he seemed at ease enough when he'd come out of the cafe.

A girl can appreciate a well-tailored suit.

[Sage Sudeki]

Spike yelled back at Mathew.

"Don't mention it!"

Cause, really just don't. As for the hand shake he appreciated her not crushing his wounded hand! Though the firm grip was enough to remind Spike of his weakness. Leading the walk into the cafe.

"Thanks."

He said when she complimented his suit, keeping that answer short and sweet.

"I got in yesterday, I think. Got cleaned up and did some training. Spent most of today recovering."


Weigrif would stand and turn to spot Mathew in full gear, though even he heard about the unmasking of Eric Cunningham.

"Travelers always seem drawn here, and it's my meditation. Good to see you again, and the good news of your successes have been something of gossip around here, good news to share in dark times."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Which successes would those be?"

There were just so many!

He'd bring a hand to his heart giving a small bow.

"Would the King by chance be taking visitors do you know? I find myself in need of accommodations and I would be grateful for the chance to work something out."

OOC: Charging Jade Dragon Qi use 1

[Evelyn Amtrum]

"I see." Evelyn smirked in spite of herself. Thankfully, the accelerated healing meant the bag wasn't such a pain on her as it would have been, either.

"Hope the recovery's going well. Only one person knows when round two for training will be, and it's not either of us."

[Sage Sudeki]

Spike sighed in agreement with Evelyn about the training schedule. He seemed to be stuck for now, injured and now dealing with the extended family of the now defunct Dragons. An Elder no less and if memory serves one of the more headstrong deal with it when we get there types. Where David made plans, Leon acted on fancy feeling, Mathew acted and knew the shit he was getting into.

To Spike that made him crazier than the other elders.

"Well hopefully it isn't exactly like the last training he put me through."


Weigrifs would his a disappointed grimace.

"Merlin has accompanied The King to Ayatlan to attend some history courses based on magic weapons. However, he did leave me with enough power to negotiate at least with you and your needs."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"I am more than happy to deal with you. I'll need lodging for me and my daughter. How can we make such accommodations work?"

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[Evelyn Amtrum]

"What happened last time?"