Charles
The storm is brutal on one's body mind and soul. To enter it once is treacherous, to enter a second time is insanity. To describe Cassius as insane wouldn't be far off from the truth.
Daniel
*His blade in hand, still sheathed as he uses it to help prop himself up as walking cane/crutch. His cloak covered his form with his hood over his head.*
*Upon reaching canmark he sighed relief.* "I hope I'll see her again.." His voice no louder than a whisper. Yet his body achieved its second wind. Strapping the steel bastard sword to his back once again, he'd make it to the tavern. Head held high Cassius opened the door to step in. Doing so he pulled his hood back. Revealing his hair cut back. Skin touched with a deeper shade from the sun and his scraggly beard cleaned up, though it looks like its been a couple weeks since he cleaned up.* "Bar keep, a pint of ale."
Leo
It had been a while since Myra had been at the tavern. Mostly remaining in her room, writing letters, sewing clothing and painting along with taking care of Jynx, her pet jaguar since she had became sick. Perhaps it was due to the new environment. However at the moment she wasn't within Canmark. The woman had traveled off to Kahlo a few days prior to check on her boutique and brush up on some household chores. 

It wouldn't be until about an hour after Cassius had returned Myra did as well. She kept true to her word, pretty much living at this rugged tavern since he had left. It reminded her of the more simple times in her life, when she would travel and stop by taverns for a room every once in a while. 

The vampress opened the tavern doors. One of her hands lifted to comb through her long white hair that had recently been trimmed just to keep it healthy looking. Her gaze scanned the room - even with his short hair he was easy to recognize. "Cassius!" Myra gasped - dropping whatever was in her hands to walk over to him. "Cass? Your hair - wow." A pause - it felt a little awkward but she went for it and wrapped her arms around him. Embracing the man in a hug. "You had me worried."
Daniel
*All tension in his body released when he heard her voice. "She was here..." His mind raced with the same thought. When she hugged him, he tensed once again for a moment, but it softened. Returning the hug eventually.

"I can't believe you're actually here. No I shouldn't say that, I got your letters." *Cassius partially berates himself for doubting her, for believing his own lies.* "I- I don't know what to say." *His arms just held her like she could break at any second, almost to reassure himself she's real.*

"Why did you stay?" *Woops. That thought escaped the filter. The words escaped him and it surprised even him. "Fuck you're better then that." However he tried to let it go and move on.* "You look b-." He pauses trying to remember how to say the word, "Beautiful. You look beautiful." Feeling a but awkward afterwards, but he meant it. She's a beautiful sight for sore and tired eyes like his.
Leo
In all honesty she wasn't expecting him to return the hug but she was so glad he did. She nuzzled into his chest, tears threatened to spill but she wouldn't allow herself to appear so weak and desperate in front of the man. 

"You got my letters? All of them?" She inquired. When she sent them out she didn't know if they would reach him due to where he was. This moment almost felt unreal, the woman was beginning to lose hope about if he would return or not but he had. In rough shape but he was here, in front of her. 

"I promised you I would." A pause - she herself wasn't exactly sure why she stayed but what she did know was that she was not a woman who would break her word. His compliment brought a blush to her cheeks - she laughed a bit awkwardly but nodded as she shifted a bit to tilt her gaze upwards - her eyes meeting his tired ones. "And you're just as handsome as the night I met you." 

"I was just about to send out another letter.. Did you like the paintings? I know they aren't the best but the days felt too long, waiting each second until I'd see you again." 

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Daniel
Cassius let go of the hug, quietly taking off the armor around his arm. Placing it and his gauntlet on the table. She can see his arm now, it looks wrapped in gauze from the forearm to the bicep. What exposed skin shows scars. Old and new. His nails in particular are out of place. They look less like finger nails and more akin to short claws with the tips of them dulled.
Leo
The woman frowned when he had let go of her. She felt safe in his arms - it was odd. She hadn't felt that way in so long. It tugged at her heart - however her gaze followed his careful movements. Myra now took a seat next to Cassius instead of awkardly standing nearby. She placed her elbows on the bar and rested her head in her hands. "What happened? -" She inquired with a worried tone - hesitantly she reached foward to gently take a hold of his injured arm. Each movement was delicate, gentle and cautious. 

Her gaze lowered to his hands, what had happened while he was out there? "Are you going to tell me everything?.. You don't have to but I am curious." The vampire admitted as she held his hand in her own - her thumb gently rubbing along the back of his hand. "You kept all of my letters.. I.. Well -" She paused - releasing his hand and tilting her head downwards. Ashamed of herself for thinking he would trash her letters. "I didn't think you would keep them.."

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Daniel
"Got my ass handed to me talon over wing by a griffon." Cassius laughed to himself, seeing her take his arm. Not wanting her to know he nearly lost the arm, due to being dropped from the sky at 100 feet in the air. "It gave me a hard time, but I won." Summarizing to not ruin the mood. 

Cassius would hold out the bundle of letters, "They saved my life. Literally." Showing a puncture hole that matches with his armor, though the armor took the brunt of the puncture. "You can thank the griffin for that as well." He laughed it off to ease the tension. Her taking his hand in hers caught him off guard. Yet he didn't pull away, rather he embraced that feeling and sat down... This all of this is too new to him... Yet it doesn't hurt. It's comforting actually. Oddly comforting. Its the same feeling he got the first time he wore armor. As if a sense of peace just cleared his mind. 
Yet that wont stop his mind-, ||*Another person for you to fail.*|| "I never throw away letters. Its just a rule I have for myself." ||*You don't deserve her kindness.*|| 

"Though I only started that rule when I got yours... To be honest I've never received letters before. I didn't want to lose any of them. Especially the art in them." He noticed her gaze on his hands. Curiosity caught his gaze. "Is there something wrong?"

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Leo
"A griffon?" She tilted her gaze upwards but only for a moment. "I haven't seen one of those in.. A very long time." Myra didn't what to bother by prying. However if he'd let her she would take a proper look at the injury.. Or at least suggest taking him to a doctor for it - but that could wait until later. 

She leaned in - inspecting her letters that now had a hole through them. "Ah.. Well.. I'm glad they helped even if it's just a little bit. I'll be sure to write you more now that I know you'll keep them." The woman offered a kind smile to the man as she gazed upon him. She allowed for silence to fill the air as she admired him. However it didn't last too long. "Would you mind if we spent the next few days together? I told you I'd wait so we could continue talking once you returned and now that you're back, I'd love to spend some time with you. We could explore around the city.. Anywhere you'd like, I'll cover any expenses." The woman offered. "I haven't looked around much if I'm honest. I have a few more letters upstairs I didn't get to send out.. I could show you those as well." 

"When did you have time for a hair-cut? I like it, I must admit. It suits you, Cassie." 

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Daniel
Tw: Description of disassociation. 

The request was foreign to him. Beyond the guild requesting his presence for investigation purposes. Someone genuinely wanting his presence was a new experience. "I-..."*A memory, foggy as it is. A male voice elderly in tone, scruffy as if he just finished 5 pipes of tobacco. "Just hang around for a bit. Get use to your new predicament."* 
"..I don't know what to say." His voice caught in his throat. ||*She'll just end up like rest if you stay*|| *No no. I want to be here.* ||*You want her to die?*|| *No, no no. Shutupshutupshutup.* His finger tapped non-rhythmically on the bar counter and his eyes glossed over. Staring into her lap. 
She changed the subject. Hair. Hair? When did he change his hair? He can focus on that. "I-" *C'mon Cass. Pull yourself there.* "I just had enough to shave, but a nice doctor helped me out and offered me a cut." 
Without warning he took a sharp inhale. A deep inhale. His eyes began blinking again. And then the migraine ensued. His still armored hand moved to soothe his mind. "Ahh... I'm sorry Myra. I wasn't expecting that question. I'm sorry if I scared you..." A deep swallow brought him back to the now. "I'd love to stay with you for a few days.." His smile was weaker than before, but he wanted to her to see the idea made him happy. He doesn't want to chase her away. 

This is different than before... He wants this... Maybe needs? No that's not it. She's caring. She's kind. He wants to repay her kindness in full. 

He fought too hard to get back here... He's done running away. 

"Yeah." His face recovered well enough, his hand taking hers. "I have time before I have to get back to Kahlo. Plenty of time."

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Leo
She wasn't exactly what was going on with Cassius however she remained patient - even if it slightly worried the woman. "You don't have to say anything yet - if you need to you can take as much time as you need to think about it. I know you only recently came back and might need some time.. The storm can be harsh on a person." Myra spoke - quietly as to not distrupt the man and his thoughts. 

"Ah, so a doctor already helped with the injuries you have? That's good, I was going to suggest you see someone for them just in case. I don't want further harm to happen to you." The sharp inhale had installed a little fear into the vampire - she couldn't tell if he actually wished to continue seeing her or not. Did he feel bad that she waited? Perhaps it was too much pressure on him to find that she did wait. Maybe it was too much - was she being too much? She chewed on the inside of her cheek - awaiting for his response or for him to continue talking. 

"No need to apologize, Dear. I understand.. You could never frighten me, I promise." While yes - it was mostly true.. She didn't think he would purposefully attempt to scare her, and that is all that mattered to her. "That's wonderful to hear - I'll cover your tab and the tavern room you'll get while we remain here. Along with anything else - rather it be some shopping for wants or necessities." Myra nodded - her smile swiftly returned as he took her hand. Her blush crept back onto her rather pale cheeks. "Thank you. -" A pause. "For agreeing to spend time with me.. I can't imagine it was.. The best surprise to see me, a stranger, waiting here for when you returned.. I do not mean to come off.. Desperate or anything of the sorts. I apologize for that." 

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