One Other

Sand storms came, and sand storms went. The turning of the winds made it hard to see if you were without some kind of eye wear...

"Looks like another sand storm is coming..." The female sighed, and pushed a pair of dark sunglasses up on her nose. Sunglasses large enough to cover her eyes fully, and seemed more like goggles than just an accessory. She did it often, having to push them up. But she needed to do it, to keep her eyes from the suns' burning light. When was the last time she didn't need these little things? None the less, they once more were pushed up and adjusted to fit and cover her eyes, as her footprints shimmered away from the harsh wind that had began to pick up, as before effects to the sand storm.

A small town laid just ahead of her, and she took no other route then to go straight through, and stop for the time being; in hopes that either she would have to wait for the storm to pass, or for it to direct it's self away from the town all together. Her body clothed in what looked to be some ragged old cloth. Something only a beggar would call comfort, in a way. Dirty covered it as well as old stains and holes. But although it was unpleasant to see, it served it's purpose in covering her person from the neck down to her mid calves. From there down, a pair of black combat boots could be seen with buckles and straps all along the tongue of the two shoes. The cloak that covered her acted more like a poncho then anything. As holes for arms did not exist and it simply had been wrapped around her and then pinned closed from the inside, most likely.

Dark brown hair whipped against her shoulder as the wind became it's designer. It had been pulled into a low ponytail in hopes that it wouldn't cause as many lashings, but when hair reached down to the low of your back, it was a bit harder to avoid. The shorter pieces of hair that curtained around her face did nothing but get in her eye's gaze and mouth, and she occasionally would push it back behind her ears, as she walked. Her hands showed that one hand a glove that reached just to her elbow: the right one. Where as the left showed a shorter, fingerless glove; it only going to her wrist as bandages went up the rest and disappeared into the cloak. It would be no doubt that the skin under those bandages wouldn't match the rest of her complexion: showing much sun had been seen in her days, but left no tan lines from her sunglasses.

Stepping foot into a small bar, she found herself now able to pull her sunglasses off and then hidden under her cloak. She hadn't seen many while coming into the town, but that made it all only easier in avoiding strayed eyes. But those of a bar could not be avoided as easily as she took a seat at the far end of one side to the counter. Her person going unattended for a moment as the bar tender then assisted to her. It wasn't often, it seemed, that a woman came in and sat at the counter.

"What can I get ya, miss?"

"Anything that doesn't have alcohol." she muttered to him; her eyes slowly looking up to reveal that they were a light green color. Small specks showed darker color, but others showed that they been, perhaps, deluded somehow.

"That makes things a bit tricky, as you can see, this here is a bar." he chuckled lightly, "But I'll see what I can come up with." he smiled with a wink; turning his person away from her.

At the other end of the counter, a man bellowed out in laughter, as the color of his coat showed on his face with drunkenness. His hand holding a bottle, showing that he was still in the process of drinking, but his humor only seemed to be amusing himself; while others seemed to pull themselves away in a bit of concern. The female's attention only turned after she heard him call out:

"Hey misssster...! Can I get another bottle..?" he chuckled as he asked.

"Sorry, but I'm afraid you have had a bit too many drinks for so early in the day.. But come back tonight and I'd be happy to get you a few more." The bartender was, indeed, a patient man as he turned away from the drunken.

A slight gasp came from her lips as she looked up and over; she knew that voice. Her green eyes widened as she gazed over the drunk man. He was dressed in a red, long coat. Blonde hair styled upward and his eyes... matching hers. A light and pleased smile came to the female's lips, as if relieved. "I finally found you again..." she mumbled. But she made no actions as to move, as she looked down to her right leg, and put a hand on where her thigh would be.

As if, he had taken it as a calling, the male looked over, and then staggered over to her, sitting in the stool just next to hers.

"Hey there pretttyyy misssss..." he smiled childishly.

"I've never ssssen your facccee around her before... Wanna.. get to know each other more?" he hiccuped, but held his smile and bottle.

As if in shock, she said nothing, as a look of "he's talking to me?" covered her face. But she quickly turned her face away and cleared her throat, as the bartender set down a small glass that was only half filled.

"It ain't much, but its the most I can give ya, miss." he nodded and turned away. Giving her just enough time to look at it and then take it in her right hand slowly, but her words directed towards the drunk.

"Actually... we should." she spoke without looking at him, as she brought the glass to her lips and drank slowly.

"R-really...?" he questioned with surprise.

"Yup." she replied and set the, now empty, glass down.

"But I would prefer if it wasn't here in a bar." she added in, and set down a small piece of currency next to the glass, and stood up.

"Mind if we leave now?" her eyes only glanced to him for a moment and then were covered as she placed her sunglasses back on.

"y-ya!" he stumbled and stood up; he too leaving payment on the counter as he locked arms with the female and used her to help stable him in standing.

"Ssssooo..! what's your name, pretty miss?"

"Kyo... You can call me Kyo." she smiled, as she gave a smile as if she was satisfied with just that much.

"And I already know who you are... Vash." she looked up with a straight face as the two now stood just outside the bar.

"I've known you since before you landed on this planet... I know you both." she said softly as her 'both' refereed to him and his brother.

The male's eyes narrowed, and his eyebrows knitted together, as if he were to say something with seriousness, but only ended with him turning and throwing up...