03-08-2018, 06:31 PM
Hecate grimaced as she finally stood back up, the boy was taking his sweet time below in the baths. Her wounds were healing at a faster pace than when she had been living in the dungeons of Vestura, still she wished she could accelerate the pace. An idea hit her like a rock from a catapult, reaching into her uniform she drew the orb of omnilium out and focused her mind on restoring her body. Slowly her pain abated, her wounds turning into nothing more than small barely noticeable scars. “Hmmm” She seemed to hum as she looked at the orb in her hand. The hidden passageway into the baths was her destination once more. She had given the boy enough time to bathe and dress.
The sounds of metal studs on the bottom of her leather boots hitting the polished stone steps made a distinctive sound. “clack clack clack clack” each step slow and deliberate, echoing off the polished stone walls. Her shadow before her given light by the lit torches on the walls.
She could hear the sounds of splashing in the water ahead of her. “Boy are you done yet?” she called out as she finally reached the baths themselves.
The boy looked up at her with surprise as she came through the doorway, her announcement had not given him ample time to get out of the hot waters. He quickly sunk down and covered himself. “yo” he said as he took a few steps back trying to keep distance from her.
Hecate was unphased by his nakedness, it was not the first human body she had seen undressed and she knew it would not be her last but for the boy it was clear he was not used to people seeing him undressed. Hecate noted that for whatever the reason the boy still had that stupid hat upon his head. “Boy do you ever take that thing off?” She asked, hints of irritation in her voice.
“No maam. This fedora is a part of who I am Hecate sama.” The boy replied with a nearly respectful tone.
Hecate was confused, there was that word again. “My name is Hecate, why do you keep calling me Hecate sama?” she asked the boy “And for the record you have not given me your name boy. Or do you prefer that I continue to address you as a simple boy?”
“What do you want to call me?” The boy said with an aura of mystery about him, almost as if he was trying to impress her with his mystique. “Sama is an honorific in japan, it means someone of a higher station.” The boy said. He opened his mouth to continue but was cut off by Hecate who simply responded to his first words “Boy it is then.” she said a small laugh parted from her throat as she said it, more at the fact the boy kept dodging the simple question.
The boy cleared his throat before continuing. “Sama is an honorific in japan, it means someone of a higher station or someone who is a superior. By addressing someone with the term Sama the person saying it is admitting that the person being addressed is a great person. That is why I will continue to only address you as Hecate Sama.” The boy said.
Hecate shook her head in disbelief. “Boy you do know that I of all people am not an honorific person, nor am I of a high station.” She said as she looked at his wounds from afar. She had come down to the bath to heal his wounds and learn more of why he was here, and yet all she was getting out of him was adoration and mystery. It was irritating.
The sounds of metal studs on the bottom of her leather boots hitting the polished stone steps made a distinctive sound. “clack clack clack clack” each step slow and deliberate, echoing off the polished stone walls. Her shadow before her given light by the lit torches on the walls.
She could hear the sounds of splashing in the water ahead of her. “Boy are you done yet?” she called out as she finally reached the baths themselves.
The boy looked up at her with surprise as she came through the doorway, her announcement had not given him ample time to get out of the hot waters. He quickly sunk down and covered himself. “yo” he said as he took a few steps back trying to keep distance from her.
Hecate was unphased by his nakedness, it was not the first human body she had seen undressed and she knew it would not be her last but for the boy it was clear he was not used to people seeing him undressed. Hecate noted that for whatever the reason the boy still had that stupid hat upon his head. “Boy do you ever take that thing off?” She asked, hints of irritation in her voice.
“No maam. This fedora is a part of who I am Hecate sama.” The boy replied with a nearly respectful tone.
Hecate was confused, there was that word again. “My name is Hecate, why do you keep calling me Hecate sama?” she asked the boy “And for the record you have not given me your name boy. Or do you prefer that I continue to address you as a simple boy?”
“What do you want to call me?” The boy said with an aura of mystery about him, almost as if he was trying to impress her with his mystique. “Sama is an honorific in japan, it means someone of a higher station.” The boy said. He opened his mouth to continue but was cut off by Hecate who simply responded to his first words “Boy it is then.” she said a small laugh parted from her throat as she said it, more at the fact the boy kept dodging the simple question.
The boy cleared his throat before continuing. “Sama is an honorific in japan, it means someone of a higher station or someone who is a superior. By addressing someone with the term Sama the person saying it is admitting that the person being addressed is a great person. That is why I will continue to only address you as Hecate Sama.” The boy said.
Hecate shook her head in disbelief. “Boy you do know that I of all people am not an honorific person, nor am I of a high station.” She said as she looked at his wounds from afar. She had come down to the bath to heal his wounds and learn more of why he was here, and yet all she was getting out of him was adoration and mystery. It was irritating.