NO LIGHT, NO LIGHT / o, joining

[DOKTÈ]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9.4pt; line-height: 1.4;"]Personally, Doktè couldn't see much of the appeal in flocking to this place. He was only here because Theo had invariably dragged him along, however inadvertently -or not, he wasn't certain yet- and thus far, the best thing The Typhoon had going for it was the ocean. Doktè had a preference for large bodies of water, along with the quiet, so he spent most of his time in solitude watching the sea; but of course, his peace had to be interrupted, and this time it was the ringing of the bell that marked someone's arrival. The lion strongly debated whether or not to answer. Someone else would eventually attend to them, except there was the possibility that the stranger could be injured, and he wouldn't forgive himself if someone bled out on the border because he turned his back, so, steeling himself, he made his way toward the entrance, biting his tongue against any dissatisfied grumbling. 

The stranger wasn't injured, not beyond a bruise and a few scratches. He had remedies for those, but the kid might not even want them. People could be stupidly proud about simple things. "What're you here for? If you want anything for that swelling, I can take care of it once the other shit's settled."

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