OOM: In the forge, for Jean Valjean

[ostro_goth]

[[OOC: Immediately following this conversation]]

Teja is in the forge this evening, sharpening a new blade on his whetstone by the window.

Work goes slower without Javert; but then, on the other hand, the Goth has no war to outfit now, and he can make his swords at his leisure. This one is light and narrow, a thing that would have been used in the rennaissance or beyond, not a heavy medieval longsword.

The fire is burning low but steady, and the cats are sleeping by the hearth-stones, all four of them rolled up, with only one or two watchful eyes cracked open when a visitor enters.

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[road_to_calvary]

He had remembered that Teja said he worked on Security, and also in the forge. He had found the office first, due to the hour. When it was empty, he came here.

He does not know exactly what he is going to say, or even why he cares at all. Well no, this latter is not true - he would not be uncaring to hear of anyone coming to harm. What is strange is the level of unease he feels at not having been told this previously, despite the subject of his last conversation with Teja. It would be easier to just not speak of it at all.

But he would like to be more certain that Javert's apparent difficulties since coming here have nothing to do with him. Because if they are, things must be set to right.

He knocks on the forge doors, then slide his head around to look.

'Good evening, Teja.'