[Ah, that stern Landau expression. Seeing it again really makes Sampo feel like he's come home! It had felt like a piece was missing, not having this particular blond man give him the stink eye.]
[Sampo bounces one heel against the brick wall, a steady little thump-thump-thump that gives him something to do with his legs. Normally, he'd be running by now, and he'd have to yell whatever he wanted to say over his shoulder at Gepard. It's much easier to have a conversation with him when he's not at a sprint.]
Maybe it's serendipity! I came back here to retire, after all. Ol' Sampo Koski's out of the adventuring business, it's about time for me to leave that kind of thing to younger folks.
[He's sure not getting any younger. And even if he's still in quite good shape, he gets these twinges in his back sometimes, and his knees really don't take a hard landing like they used to, and it takes more than three hours of sleep and a few strong cups of coffee to bounce back from a long night. Really, he'd been looking to go into semi-retirement even before the Nameless came along, but now, some five-ish years even after that? He's probably overdue.]
[So. He's back in Belobog, his Winterland, to figure out what he's going to do with the rest of his life now that he played his part in galaxy-saving.]
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Date: 2024-09-21 11:21 pm (UTC)[Ah, that stern Landau expression. Seeing it again really makes Sampo feel like he's come home! It had felt like a piece was missing, not having this particular blond man give him the stink eye.]
[Sampo bounces one heel against the brick wall, a steady little thump-thump-thump that gives him something to do with his legs. Normally, he'd be running by now, and he'd have to yell whatever he wanted to say over his shoulder at Gepard. It's much easier to have a conversation with him when he's not at a sprint.]
Maybe it's serendipity! I came back here to retire, after all. Ol' Sampo Koski's out of the adventuring business, it's about time for me to leave that kind of thing to younger folks.
[He's sure not getting any younger. And even if he's still in quite good shape, he gets these twinges in his back sometimes, and his knees really don't take a hard landing like they used to, and it takes more than three hours of sleep and a few strong cups of coffee to bounce back from a long night. Really, he'd been looking to go into semi-retirement even before the Nameless came along, but now, some five-ish years even after that? He's probably overdue.]
[So. He's back in Belobog, his Winterland, to figure out what he's going to do with the rest of his life now that he played his part in galaxy-saving.]