The story of a boy named Morthus, or is it Armin?

Chapter 11 Night out

That evening after all my lessons and Hunter's extra training, I had made plans with him to go for a walk. I wanted to hear him out about his fight, and on top of that, to know why he lied about his eye. It was quiet in the city; I have come to know the city more and more since arriving and have come to think of it as my home. Hunter and I had decided to walk through the city to the Inn instead of through the tunnels. It was a quiet night for the city, here and there a drunk sucker walked. Hunter and I then 'bumped' into them to pick their pockets. this turned into a competition, who collected the most before we would arrive at the Inn. I had won unfortunately so this also meant that I had acquired more money than hunter. So I paid for the first rounds of drinks at the inn.

We were seated in the same spot as where I had sat on the first day, I had met Hunter. Hunter got up from his chair and came to sit on the bench next to me. "Do you remember?" he asks. How can I not remember that was the night everything changed. My entire route in life suddenly went in a different direction. "obviously" I answer him. He took a knife from his pocket and said, " you have to sign this bench." and so I did.

As I sat on the ground I saw a shadow coming closer I thought I was in trouble. For I recognized the shadow as the one of the inn owners. I hastily and uncomfortably stood up. In my haste, I banged my head against the table.

The warm laugh of the inn owner could be heard. When I turned around, I was welcomed by the warm but weathered face of the inn owner. I heard money drop "did you really just pay for your drinks youngling? for you drinks are for free our hero" the inn owner said. "How is academic life hero?". "Going well" I replied modestly. "Is going well? is going more than well I heard of your results in your classes, Mr. Vernon and I speak every Friday. He really can't keep his liquor on his day off." Mr Vernon is drinking booze? and why are they talking about me? "You guys talking about me? do you talk about more students with him?" " surely, we are talking about you, I was impressed that night with the court officers". "And I wanted to make sure the other students didn't make it too hard on you. Unfortunately, they did." he pointed to my eye. "Is fighting going well again?" "can you throw knives like you did at your entrance exam?" "Or is seeing depth still difficult?" his questions came with so many in a row that I didn't get a chance to answer. "I still got something for you" The owner of the inn stood up went behind the bar and grabbed something from behind it" 

Hunter grabbed my hand and pulled me back onto the sofa. All this time I had just stood there uncomfortably. When I was seated, he squeezed my hand and said "Someone likes you" giving a head nod towards the owner. I was speechless. Hunter didn't let go of my hand when the owner came back with a packet. "After seeing your entrance exam, I had this made for you." "I hope you like them and can still use them" again he pointed to my eye. I grabbed the package and started unwrapping it. Regrettably, to do so I had to remove my hand from Hunter's. The package contained throwing knives. Lightweight and slim. "I can't take this" the first words had come out of my mouth. "Sure do!" said the owner, "and if you need other things for academic reasons or others just say so" the owner said. I didn't know what to say so uncomfortably I said " tha... nk you?" "But guys pay attention to the time it's almost curfew. Hunter, you know the tunnel system well enough if you leave now you can just about make it back on time." "And Armin I would love to see and talk to you more often." Hunter and I quickly entered the tunnels behind the bookcase. Hunter grabbed my hand and pulled me through the tunnels. I knew the routes pretty well by now, but I didn't mind that he was taking me through.