It's not over [Open, Active]

[timestealer.livejournal.com]

Character(s): Kid, anyone nearby
Content: Kid's arrival in Paixao
Setting: Joutenheim gate
Time: Early afternoon
Warnings: None, yet.


Kid sat up dizzily and shook her head. Was being stabbed all a... wait. This place seemed too full of light to be one of her dreams (and her wound was gone as though it could never been and Kid always felt the pain of her wounds when dreaming, always); was she dead?! If she was, damned if Kid would cross those pearly gates without dragging the cause of her death with her! The blonde girl stood, brushing off her clothes and defiantly smarting up her hair a bit, and she strode to the gate, where she addressed one of the guards, clearly irritated. "Oi!" she demanded, drawing herself up to her full, if average, height. "What th' hell d'you think yer doin'? M'not dead yet!" Was she?

The guard looked at Kid as though she were insane and shoved a strange electronic device in her hands, nervously greeting her before shoving the thief into the city. Kid sputtered angrily, about to turn around and give the guard a piece of her mind, when she stopped and looked around her.

Well, may as well look around before going to find Death. This place looked interesting, anyway.

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[dyingdidwell.livejournal.com]

Daniel didn't mean to upset the girl, he was only curious. But he wasn't exactly the sharpest arrow in the archers pouch either. Already he had forgotten the distance he had first kept with the girl. Ones desire to avoid their personal space from being invaded, as well as the fact it was giant living skeleton doing so (which was likely more alarming) had also failed to cross his mind.

None the less, her movement had unsuccessfully phased him. He only nodded along to her response, a soft and thoughtful hum escaping him. He wasn't very sure what to make of her situation. Her guess was as good as his at this point.

Once she had introduced herself, Dan was surprised to hear such a simple, yet fitting name. He knew he would have no difficulty remembering 'Kid'. It was amusing to think someone would actually name their child such a thing. But the more he thought about it, the more suited it appeared to be. It didn't sound that bad, actually, once one forgot of the words meaning. A surprising name indeed.

Bowing respectfully before taking the girls hand and shaking it, the animated corpse grinned. "Sir Daniel Fortesque. Nice to meet you."

[timestealer.livejournal.com]

Kid shrugged off the other's misstep - she wasn't the most polite of people, herself - and nodded. "Same," she responded, withdrawing her hand in order to stretch a bit. She tilted her head to one side, studying the knight. "Oi, where're you from?" Kid hadn't heard of Daniel before, although strange beings weren't exactly uncommon in her world; one could rise from the dead with simply enough will, and demi-humans - such as merfolk and cat-people- walked the world with humans.

Kid supposed that, given the circumstances, it would be best to walk about with her eyes and mind open. She was a thief, after all - it was always a good idea to wait until an optimistic moment arrived.

[dyingdidwell.livejournal.com]

"The kingdom of Gallowmere." he replied. From the moment he had first seen Kid, he knew that she could not possibly be from the same realm. No one dressed as brightly as she did, not even the current mayor who Daniel had spotted sporting a bright purple ensemble. The colour seemed to drain from his clothing as well as his face. He could almost pass as those among the dead in comparison to this girl.

"Since Zarok's return it's become a dark and unfriendly place. I would not recommend you visit until he has been defeated." Now a days, zombies would likely entice ones curiosity and increase Gallowmere's tourism thanks to Zarok, but Dan knew nothing of this, and only a narrator could make such an ill humored observation.

"Where are you from?"