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paixaorpg2006-02-14 02:05 pm
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Characters: Lady and Allen Walker [OPEN]
Content: Lady arriving in O Pastor for a place to stay
Setting: Err, O Pastor, just outside the gate?
Time: Tuesday evening, before Lady gets kidnapped. Yeah…
At this point, even without the cut on her thigh, Lady was about to give up on looking for anyone at the moment. Whatever happened to Dante, Lady was sure the stupid half-demon could find his own way around. But she would never admit she was worrying…for half-demon. At least she didn’t have to walk to this district, but Lady had missed Allen by a long shot. It was the cut on her leg that was delaying her. Eventually, Lady had made it to some kind of run-down hotel of the sort.
Whatever.
At this point in time, Lady had stopped in some kind of lobby, sliding off the holsters for her guns to take a breather and more to the fact the guns wouldn’t press in her lower back when she sat down. For the first time in many days since that damn tower, Lady was able to relax, letting out a loud, content sigh, virtually ignoring her sore feet and the throbbing cut. She made one more glance at it—no, it wasn’t bleeding. That Allen kid did do a fine job on the bandage.
Where ever that kid is, he better be okay…
Even Lady had to admit she was worried for her new-found companion. Gently rubbing her head, she was going to ignore the looks her cannon and herself got in the lobby. She wasn’t really in much of the mood to lightly snap at people…regardless of her temper.
Content: Lady arriving in O Pastor for a place to stay
Setting: Err, O Pastor, just outside the gate?
Time: Tuesday evening, before Lady gets kidnapped. Yeah…
At this point, even without the cut on her thigh, Lady was about to give up on looking for anyone at the moment. Whatever happened to Dante, Lady was sure the stupid half-demon could find his own way around. But she would never admit she was worrying…for half-demon. At least she didn’t have to walk to this district, but Lady had missed Allen by a long shot. It was the cut on her leg that was delaying her. Eventually, Lady had made it to some kind of run-down hotel of the sort.
Whatever.
At this point in time, Lady had stopped in some kind of lobby, sliding off the holsters for her guns to take a breather and more to the fact the guns wouldn’t press in her lower back when she sat down. For the first time in many days since that damn tower, Lady was able to relax, letting out a loud, content sigh, virtually ignoring her sore feet and the throbbing cut. She made one more glance at it—no, it wasn’t bleeding. That Allen kid did do a fine job on the bandage.
Where ever that kid is, he better be okay…
Even Lady had to admit she was worried for her new-found companion. Gently rubbing her head, she was going to ignore the looks her cannon and herself got in the lobby. She wasn’t really in much of the mood to lightly snap at people…regardless of her temper.
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Which brought him to the next point: where is Lady? He blinked a few times and despite his tired state, he got out of his hotel room, and downstairs.
And fortune be with him, there stood his newly recruited companion, Lady.
He stood there for a few seconds, blinking, before rushing up to Lady's side, resisting himself from hugging her. Allen was really that excited. He saw her as an older sister, after all, even if they haven't met for that long. "It's good to see you again!" he said, grinning with all his greatness, but then frowned shortly after. "Ah, I'm sorry about yesterday... I kind of disappeared, didn't I?" he said, rubbing the back of his head.
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Relaxing was good; no matter where you ended up at. She was momentarily surprised to see the white haired young man come to her side, but then Lady’s restlessness and worry halted soon thereafter and a pleased, friendly smile came over her face. At least someone she knew was doing okay. The demon hunter rested a hand on Allen’s shoulder for reassurance.
“No, don’t worry,” Lady tried to sound a little more friendlier. “I’m sure you’re still looking for the people you’ve lost, too.”
As much as it was good, Lady somewhat wanted to look for someone. At least it was eventful, but then again, Lady had to be nomadic, no matter where she ended up at. It was life–nothing she could do about it. She ran a hand through her black hair, worrying about it going flat on her–it was a shallow thought, but she needed something minor to worry about. “I’m sorry to say, I can’t stay here that very long,” Lady honestly sounded disappointed by her notion; she wanted to keep in touch. “But other than that, how have you been? Found any food?” She offered a small nervous laugh.
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The smile faded as he heard her announcement. Knowing that she was going to leave soon, he gave her a slightly disappointed look, but quickly returned back to his usual self, placing that innocent smile upon himself like always. "Ah, it's alright. I understand that you have matters to attend to, as well as I myself," Allen said as he sat himself upon one of the couches of the lobby, sounding tired. "I haven't gotten anything to eat yet, but I will as soon as I find the money," he said, grinning. "When do you have to go, anyway?"
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"Yes, Dante," Lady had rolled her bicolor eyes, remembering how torn she was between wanting Dante to be alright or to continue giving him grief over his lieange. Lady didn't know anymore. "Well, I'll keep an eye out for your friends, too. We can watch each other's backs."
The hotel was poor, cold, and probably not one of the most comfortable places to be in, but it did beat sleeping out on the street, most defienetly. Lady had to keep reminding herself that when she would go off on one of her personal tangents in her head. Which was visible the way the young woman's face hardened and how her eyes veered away. Her attention was snapped away from the people coming in, back to the younger male. Lady couldn't complain, it wasn't polite, so she forced another sincere smile for reassurance. "Yeah, have to keep going if I want to figure out what happened..." She laughed derisively. "But I'm sure you'll do better than me." Lady nearly add she didn't have anyone besides Dante. Oh, well...
The plan was to stay here the night and move out tomorrow. And it was going to be that way until she ran into Dante. "I'm staying for the night," Lady plopped down on the couch. "Then I'm gone by tomorrow."
"I'll still keep in touch with you."
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“Tomorrow morning, huh?” Allen tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Oh, I have to go meet my friend tomorrow morning too!” he realized, seeming somewhat shocked of the coincidence. “Even so, we’ll meet again soon, right?” Allen asked, being hopeful.
He tilted his head to a side, yawning tiredly. Well, it is pretty late. Allen found himself trying to keep his eyes open. “..Ah, it’s getting late. I think I should go now. But we will meet again, okay? And I’m sorry once again for suddenly leaving you yesterday!” And then the boy ran off.