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[Aug. 6] [Original] Worth the Voyage
Title: Worth the Voyage
Day/Theme:Aug. 6, 2010 "that we should voyage far"
Series: Original (The Courier's Tale)
Character/Pairing: Israel
Rating: G
How many miles had this job taken him so far? Israel wasn't much for numbers (or anything else that could really be construed as part of an official, sit-down-and-read-books education). He didn't keep track of the miles and he didn't keep track of the trips. He just went. What he remembered afterward were the people he'd met and the things he'd seen. Some of the packages stuck with him too. The dead man's painted postcard was one of those packages. Chiyome di Chirico and Ahm Eden were two of those people. And he wouldn't have met either of them if he hadn't been forced to take the long way around.
Most of his courier buddies kept calendars or notes at least detailing their exploits in running around the region. Of course, most of fellow couriers also kept track of the money they acquired and spent and other reasonable matters. Israel just let his room fill up with little scraps of paper- receipts and notes and such- and if he had enough money in his wallet to get him through the next two weeks, that was good enough for him. There would always be another job and another journey. Each and every one of them had been worthwhile.
Day/Theme:Aug. 6, 2010 "that we should voyage far"
Series: Original (The Courier's Tale)
Character/Pairing: Israel
Rating: G
How many miles had this job taken him so far? Israel wasn't much for numbers (or anything else that could really be construed as part of an official, sit-down-and-read-books education). He didn't keep track of the miles and he didn't keep track of the trips. He just went. What he remembered afterward were the people he'd met and the things he'd seen. Some of the packages stuck with him too. The dead man's painted postcard was one of those packages. Chiyome di Chirico and Ahm Eden were two of those people. And he wouldn't have met either of them if he hadn't been forced to take the long way around.
Most of his courier buddies kept calendars or notes at least detailing their exploits in running around the region. Of course, most of fellow couriers also kept track of the money they acquired and spent and other reasonable matters. Israel just let his room fill up with little scraps of paper- receipts and notes and such- and if he had enough money in his wallet to get him through the next two weeks, that was good enough for him. There would always be another job and another journey. Each and every one of them had been worthwhile.