Re: Norman and Chase
“Oh! Justin! Yeah, I met him, he’s a sailor. He’s really nice. I taught him how to play Magic: The Gathering.” He smiled a little more. “Hopefully Justin does well too, and doesn’t get hurt.” Norman looked back at Chase again. “It’s kind of weird that some of us are fighting when we have no real skills in it.” He knew enough, he knew a decent amount about this stuff, but he was guessing the majority of hotel guests didn’t know much about it.
“Back to your game again hmm?” Chase asked before nodding. That sounded like Justin though. From what little he knew about the man he seemed that kind of friendly. “I think they just wanted us to have a place. I doubt any of us have any skills for it. Do you? Does that come with the cape?”
“The cape isn’t magical,” He said, grinning a little more. “It would be cool if it was, but it isn’t. And you shouldn’t knock that game, really. Not until you try it.” He shrugged a little. “I know enough about this stuff, but not really all the ins and outs of being a knight. Everytime I played a character in this time, it was always a cleric. And it was also...not a real person, you know? I specialized in spells and magic.”
“Maybe you’ll talk me into trying it at some point.” Chase smiled, not giving one way or another. “That’s assuming there isn’t someone here who specializes in magic and spells. Even if they aren’t real.” It was a time of superstition and the like wasn’t it? It would make sense at least.
“It would be really cool to find a mage or something...Maybe I can go look for one after Finn is done for the day?” He mused, a brighter grin beaming on his face at the idea. Maybe he could get a spell book, work on some real elixirs and balms and healing items. It’d be awesome! “Have you heard anything about someone like that here?”
As ridiculous as it sounded, Chase was pleased that he’d found something to appeal to Norman and bring out that smile. It was cute and it fit his face well and Chase decided it was something that Norman needed to do more. “I think you could probably do that. At least go looking for one. I’ve heard rumors about one, but they were drunk knights at the banquet talking about a witch. That’s probably not anything to go off of.”
“Well, maybe the witch will help.” He smiled a little more, already thinking of how he could try and find her without getting anyone in trouble. Witches weren’t exactly good topics for polite conversation in this era. “What are you doing while we’re here? Other than helping Justin out?”
Chase nodded, wondering if Norman would find whatever the knights had been talking about. “Let me know if you have any luck,” he said, always supportive. At the question he shrugged, looking around them. “I guess just that, helping Justin and curious what comes next. Trying not to panic at being here.” He was definitely out of his element here, but he was trying not to let it get to his head.
“We’ll get home,” He said, optimistic to a fault in that regard. “We’ll go back to the hotel and then we’ll go home.” He smiled again at Chase and then looked back at the tournament again, watching Finn attack again. “I think it’ll all work out. We just have to believe it, and try to make it happen. I know it sounds weird, but maybe if we just...put positive thoughts toward getting home, it’ll help?”
Chase wished he was as good at positive thoughts. He liked to think that sometimes people just lucked out, he liked for good things to happen to others, but he didn’t always see the good things for himself. He’d been through too much, too many awful things that still clouded over the good things. He hoped that things worked out for Norman and his positive attitude and then maybe Chase could follow in his footsteps and find his own path home. “Sounds like a plan to me,” he said, smiling again without pushing it too much further. He looked back at Finn on the field and patted Norman’s shoulder. “Good luck with your knight.”
Norman nodded. “And to Justin too! Tell him I say hi, ok?” He asked, giving Chase another one of those big smiles before looking back at Finn, waiting to see how he could help his knight when he finished his battle.