Walking through the station, Allen glanced down at his ticket and then back up, searching for his train. Finding it, he began to make his way towards it through the sea of people, sighing when it proved to be useless.
Lowering his head, he brushed his hair back and slumped forward. Feeling something light land on his shoulder, he glanced up and blinked, a smile blooming on his face, "Timcampy." He said excitedly as he took the golden golem and held it in his hands. "Where were you?" He asked gently caressing his little friend.
All of a sudden, he stumbled forward as someone bumped into him from behind. Catching himself, he turned and asked if the other person was alright, that being his personality, as he helped the other pick up their things.
Standing, he took a closer look at the other and noticed it was a girl, her hair jet black and shoulder length with neon blue streaks.
"Oh, I'm fine." She insisted. "I'm really sorry, I wasn't paying attention." She apologized with a sheepish smile.
"Oh, no problem. Where are you going?"
Looking at her own ticket, she recited the number and Allen was surprised to hear that it was the exact same train he was going to. Suggesting to walk her there, he began to make his way through the crowd once more, this time being much different from the last as the men spotted the girl next to him and tried to impress her with their politeness and kind, fake smiles.
"So," she spoke up. "What exactly is that thing on your shoulder?" She eyed Timpampy who fluttered and turned his head from her.
Laughing nervously, Allen thought up what exactly to say, and came up with nothing. Well, the truth couldn't hurt. "This is Timcampy."
"Aha," she gave him a look that urged him to continue, her question yet to be truly answered.
"He's a golem."
"...." She looked back and forth between him and the golden orb with wings and tiny limbs, and shrugged her shoulders. "Alright."
He looked at her oddly and curious. "Alright?" He questioned.
She nodded. "Alright," she repeated and smiled, chuckling softly at his bemused look. "I've seen weirder." With that, she continued forward, not waiting for Allen as he stood in his spot frozen, not realizing that the girl was quickly vanishing from sight. Upon noticing this, however, he shook his head and hurried forward, calling out to her.
"What's your name?" He asked reaching her.
Turning her head, books clutched to her chest, she responded, "Risa. You?"
"Allen." He smiled politely.
She returned the smile, "A pleasure meeting you." She said curtly while stepping onto the train. Allen was about to do the same when he noticed Timcampy flying away. Frantic, he chased after the his little golem friend, forgetting momentarily about the girl and his train.
The train whistled and then lurched forward. Risa stood at the stair of the train, a malicious grin like smirk stretching her lips impossibly wide revealing sharp pearly white teeth, her eyes gleaming with glee. Her skin began to change color, turning from its pale complexion to a dark one; three black stars slowly appearing on her forehead.
Licking her lips, she watched the figure of the silver haired exorcist as he ran trying to recapture his friend. "It was indeed a very great honor of meeting you, Allen Walker." She cackled madly, the station beginning to look further and further away, leaving Allen to wonder why he had suddenly began to feel chills run up and down his spine. "We'll meet again." The words died in the wind as she practically skipped her way inside the train, an evil scheme formulating in her head as she hummed cheerfully.