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Noel decided to leave New Bodhum. Nobody needed him there, so he got up one morning and decided to leave. Serah had made it clear to him that she wasn't concerned about finding her sister anymore, so he felt no need to stay. He did all he could for her. He protected her from harm, like he'd promised Gadot. He didn't owe anybody anything.
He went through the time gate, unaware of where it would take him. He didn't care, as long as it was far away from New Bodhum. It's not that he hated Serah. He just couldn't stand the thought of her being with someone else. Hope was a nice guy and he treated Serah well. They were perfect for each other, but Noel couldn't help but wish that she would be with him instead.
Noel landed in a peaceful looking town. He didn't know where he was or what the place was called. He walked around aimlessly, observing his new surroundings. When he wasn't paying attention he bumped into someone, knocking down their bag. Noel quickly picked it up and gave it to the woman. She was beautiful. She had light brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a small build. She was slightly shorter than him. Maybe around 5'7, he thought. She looked young too, maybe around his age.
"Thank you," she said softly.
"You're welcome," Noel said. The woman smiled and started to walk away. Noel couldn't let her do that. Not without knowing her name, at least. "Hey!"
The woman turned around and walked back toward him, waiting for him to say something. Noel scratched his head. "What is this place? And what year is it?" he asked, in a hushed voice.
"Are you a tourist?" she asked curiously. Noel nodded. "It's 300 AF… In the Bresha Ruins… Well it's just called Bresha now. The Academy decided to turn the ruins into an actual town about two hundred years ago."
Noel vaguely remembered his grandmother telling him something of that matter. 300 AF? At least that meant that it was highly unlikely for him to run into Serah or Hope. They'd both surely be dead by now. "Right. My name's Noel by the way. Noel Kreiss."
"My name's Demitra … Demitra Vlados. But everyone calls me Demi," she said. "Do you need help with anything, since you're new here?"
"Could you show me around some?"
"Sure. This way," she said, motioning for him to follow her. He watched her as she walked. She had a nice walk. It was a strut, as if she were walking down a runway. She had a nice ass too, he thought with a smirk to himself.
"So how old are you?" he asked, as she showed him around the town square, where all the shops and stores were located. There was a bakery, a clothing store, a few restaurants, and other businesses.
"I'm seventeen. You?"
"Eighteen… What's your life like here?"
"Well… I work as a fashion model."
"Figures. You have the walk for it."
"Thanks." Demi showed him every last inch of the town. He liked it. The lush, green grass, the sweet smelling air… The buildings and houses… The children running past him. The town was just so friendly, so inviting. Much friendlier than it had been in the Dying World, where it'd been him, Caius, and Yeul, his former girlfriend. She died shortly before he decided to travel through time. Maybe it'd been one of the reasons he left. He couldn't really say for sure.
"Thank you for showing me around. You've been so kind," Noel said.
"You're welcome. I hope you feel at home here," Demi said. She took out a piece of paper and scribbled on it with a pen. Then she handed the slip of paper to him. "Call me if there's anything else you need." She put an emphasis on the word 'anything.' She actually wanted to see him again. She wanted him to call her.
"Will do," Noel said with a smile before walking off in the opposite direction. Noel would have to find someplace to stay. He walked around the town aimlessly, while trying to remember if Demi had told him of an inn.
Before he could think any further, he stumbled across one called Bresha Inn. How generic, noel thought as he pushed the door open. He made a reservation for a small room. The person behind the desk gave him a key and let him on his way.
The room was simple, but elegant. The bed had enough room for three people, decorated with moss green sheets and comforters. The mahogany dresser had plenty of room for Noel's clothes and treasures. The bathroom was small, but complete with a bathtub, sink, toilet, and mirror. Noel could get used to this. And staying at the inn was cheap. Only 40 gil a day. Not bad at all.
He unpacked his things, unaware of how long he'd actually be staying. If he did plan on staying, he'd have to find a job and a place to live that he could call his own. And he had to get all of that accomplished before his savings of six thousand gil was completely depleted. He'd worry about it in the morning. He was exhausted, so he collapsed on the bed and drifted off to sleep with dreams of Demi.