used to care, but times have changed. [ catch-all ]

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"Jacob Kane" (Cain) & You Catch-all for the rest of August Various places in Keeliai Cain reacclimatizes to life on a a turtle floating through the Dreaming. Basically just make something up and I bet you Cain is there somewhere. The thread with Gene delves into imagery of torture and child abuse. (If you could take a moment, consider filling this out!)

There was a whole lot that hadn't actually changed in the city. Small things, different businesses here and there, maybe a few more houses in one district and some converted or otherwise gone in another. It was familiar in the way any city was after a time lapse, although Cain would be the first to admit that it was a significant enough change for hardly a year's time since his last visit. At least that meant it was easy to catch up on old ground.

However, now he found himself staying at and working at the Hotel however temporarily until he got his feet truly underneath him. That was good, a simple task to keep an eye on people and make himself comfortable again. Working with the Metalworkers on his own projects kept the rest of the time occupied. The vast majority of Cain's free time, however, was spent exploring the city and feeling out the atmosphere, talking to kedan and foreigners alike. He had cleaned himself up and changed his wardrobe just enough to look older than his usual early-twenties for a change of pace. Usually, this wasn't the sort of thing Cain would care about; usually, this was the sort of bed the city could make and lie in all on its own for the denial of taking responsibility they'd dragged in themselves; usually, he wasn't stuck here forced to be a part of it with a bunch of others who were in much the same situation.

Usually, it sucked to have a sense of responsibility for those he felt close to.

Most of his days consisted of hitting up local businesses, making himself known to the locals as someone helpful and harmless and getting whatever gossip he could. Cain checked in on the few friends he had, and looked to make any more to improve his own situation. It never hurt to make use of a specifically positive image, after all. He might as well have a bit of fun with it.

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That merely got an entertained grin in return for the comment. It didn't have to be a contrast, but there were times Cain felt like being difficult for the sake of it. Little things.

"Rome was beautiful," Cain said after a moment, wistful and longing. "It was full of people all eager to do what they could to better their city and their lives. It wasn't without its problems either, but to visit Rome was to visit somewhere everyone was proud of where they were. You know?"

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"Aa, I know," Bakura replied, because he did. The way that Cain spoke of Rome wasn't unlike how Bakura did of Egypt, although the thief was rarely one to be poetic about it. Cain, at least, would understand the depth of loss, of a homeland lost to the past.

This was definitely not the conversation he'd expected to have today.

Gathering his bag from the counter, they exited the shop. Bakura didn't have any other errands to run at the moment, so he looked in askance at Cain to see if there was more.

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Cain wasn't really one to anticipate how a day would go. Hope, maybe, and plan for a regular time, but things always had a way of twisting around that made adapting essential. Besides, it was pretty fun to be that same unforeseen force in other peoples' days.

"You heading back to the dojo?" asked Cain. He wasn't going to follow at Bakura's heels, but he was curious about the place. Perhaps next time he would stop by if Bakura didn't wish for the company now.

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"Yes," the thief replied. "It likely will be busy again today; it has been, ever since the Justicar's announcement. But if you wish to know more about Egypt, you can come by some time."

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"I'll take you up on that," Cain said. It wasn't just polite conversation; he was the type to take people up on their offers literally, and not feel awkward about it. If Bakura didn't mind speaking more on the good ol' days untainted by modern perspective, then he was definitely going to indulge sooner or later.

"Been nice meeting you, Bakura," he said with a light wave, moving to continue on to his next port of business. "Vale."

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((OOC: For my own reference, this moves later to here.))