forum "This City smells like Smoke and Death" // OxO // Closed

Started July 27, 2020 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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He followed Tony, still ill at ease to be away from his city.

Antonio glanced over at Quinn, "Soooo…"

He raised his eyebrows a little. "Yes?" he asked.

"I don't know, I just don't like the silence," Antonio replied after a moment.

He nodded, looking around quietly.

"And you like the quiet," Antonio observed.

"Yeah. Sorry. I'm just…used to the quiet, I guess." He replied, looking over at Tony.

"No it's fine!" Antonio backtracked quickly, "Just something I'm not used to. The quiet that is."

"Yeah. Sorry. I'm not as good at conversation as I… should be." He frowned a little. "What am I supposed to say to…your father? I am assuming I shouldn't tell him he's an absolute bastard."

"Probably not," Antonio agreed with a slight laugh, "But that's to your discretion. I'll try to minimize your role, speaking wise at least, as much as I can. However, when you do need to speak I would probably speak from your own experiences."

He nodded a little, eyebrows drawing together faintly. "Yeah. Alright." He replied, glancing over at Tony again. "That makes sense, I guess."

"Unless, of course, you want to talk more?" Antonio offered to Quinn.

"I guess? I just don't know what to expect, I suppose." He replied, frowning a little.

"To be completely honest? I don't know either," Antonio replied with almost worrying nonchalance, "This is the first time I've really done something like this. But know my father is stern and often quick in his judgments, but he can also be fair once given the reason to be."

Quinn's jaw clenched faintly at that, and he shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe he is, I don't know."

"We'll find out together won't we?" Antonio gave him a smile being unaware of Quinn's discomfort.

"I guess so." He said, shrugging again.

Antonio nodded at his shrug and went back to just walking in the silence he quite disliked.

"And…what am I to do if he refuses help to my city again?" He clenched his jaw again.

"Then I'll do everything in my power to make sure your city gets the help it needs," Antonio replied swiftly, "Whether my father approves or not."

He nodded a little. "Alright." He replied. He wondered if they ever could fix this plague. If the city would ever be what it used to be.

Antonio hoped he could at the very least better the city. He didn't know if he would be able to return it to its former glory, but he would try his hardest.

He looked ahead of them, then over at Tony. "How long do you think it will take, to reach the capital?"

"About two weeks I would say," Antonio responded thinking of his journey to Ceridwen, "Depends on the route we take."

He sighed softly. "Oh. I see."

"If you know how to ride a horse we could cut that time in half?" Antonio offered to Quinn assuming that was why he sighed.

Quinn shook his head a little. "I've never ridden a horse, no."

Antonio hummed a little as he went into deep thought, "Do you want to try and learn how to ride? It doesn't have to be now, it could be when we arrive back at the palace."

He thought about it for a moment. "Mm…yeah, that might be helpful. If you have time to teach me? Or have someone else."

"I'll do my best to be able to teach you myself," Antonio gave him a smile, "But no promises?"