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Regner Vilhelmsen
Check my vitals signs and know i'm still alive
Word Count :: 394 Dated for the 3rd

Regner's room was oddly quiet without Adelle around. With the introduction of a mentor into Adelle's life Regner had been seeing less of his granddaughter. Not to say that he didn’t see her, he still spent time with the pup and played with her but she also spent a fair amount of time with her new mentor, leaving the elderly male with periods when he was by himself.


After a while he would grow to appreciate these periods as a time to relax but for now they were rather disconcerting. Not wanting to spend his day cooped up in his room Regner was wandering through the courthouse, giving the large building a thorough look over, poking his nose into all the little nooks and crannies that he hadn’t seen yet.


He had chosen his Secui form for this task not because he felt like it, but because his leg forced him to it. As enjoyable as it had been his sparring session with Wayne the other day had taxed his abused leg muscles, leaving them stiff and sore. Walking in Optime would have been impossible but Secui allowed him some mobility. Albeit the three-legged shuffle he was currently using now was far from graceful and fairly painful but it got him about and Regner was more than used to pain and could certainly ignore such a small amount in the pursuit of not going crazy sat in a small room.


It was midday and as such the courthouse was rather quiet, most of its occupants out and about with their various duties. Without anybody injured for him to heal and no specific talents of his own that he was still fit enough to do despite said healing Regner was mostly left with little to do besides sleep and wander around. He couldn’t even hunt anymore with his rapidly worsening leg and lack of skill with a bow, a fact that was a rather large sore point for the elderly hybrid.


Still there was little that he could do. Despite the trouble they now caused him Regenr didn’t regreat any of his wounds for a moment. To the warrior they were marks of honour, gained defending and forwarding his pack and his family. If the consequences of his younger life was a forcibly quiet elderly life then that was a price that he paid willingly.



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