Hey guys! So this is a little behind schedule but I forgot that it was thanksgiving last weekend (In Canada) so I ended up doing family stuff. Here it is though! I set the next update for Monday night.
A special thanks to Zeni Ooru, Dokhidamo (Thanks for pointing that out! And I wonder how its going to turn out as well but I seem to be heading in that direction now don't I?), ShadedUmbreon, Kitsunkuruoshii, Sakuya, BlackRose-FlowerofDeath and Springflowerangel. You guys make my life for reviewing! 33
Also I don't own anything! On with the story!
"So, uhm, where to first?" I asked, not long after my welcome.
"Well it would seem we will be staying here till the snow storm passes, give us a chance to catch up on our sleep and restock our supplies." Yuan stated, from the way he spoke I knew he was just as cocky and arrogant as he was in the game.
"Good idea, I will go talk to the inn keeper and request another room, unless you would prefer to move this to my mansion?" Kratos asked while moving closer to the door.
"No we should be fine here, plus it would be much safer than moving to your mansion outside the city." Martel answered with a strange sparkle in her eye. "Oh, and make sure the other room has three beds, so the three of you boys can share a room."
Okay so she is a bit less filtered when it comes to conversation than Collette. I must admit that that was even a bit rude.
"B-but we always share a room Martel, why not this time? I would l-like to stay with you and Sara!" Mithos exclaimed.
"Now now Mithos, Sara and I have a lot of girl talk to be attending to, seeing as how I have not had the luxury of it in a long while." Martel replied, very unlike Collette. So my previous views were wrong, I guess the only thing they had in common was the same mana signature.
As the men all left the room Martel's gaze shifted to me, she looked me up and down like she was critiquing me. Truth be told it made me fairly uncomfortable and I shifted in my seat. I glanced down at my hands wondering if I somehow offended her, but when I raised my eyes and made eye contact I knew I hadn't. "Uhhh, what was this about girl talk?" I finally asked.
"It was just an excuse to get them all out of here. I mean I love them all but sometimes a girl just needs her space to think." She answered me. Her tone had lowered a bit indicating that she was somewhat ashamed of her actions.
"Oh Martel, its okay to feel like that," I answered at the same time my stomach growled. "Uhm, could it be possible to go get some food?"
"Oh, of course, it's still daylight outside so we can go out and get the supplies to if you would like." She answered while moving her stuff to the empty bed in the room.
"Yeah, and I kindof need a katana too, so that I can fight..." I told her awkwardly.
"That's already on my list," she answered me while pulling a piece of parchment out of her dress. I looked down at my dress to see if mine mad a hidden pocket like hers, but no such luck.
"Now, what else to put on here? No……got that….. OH! Yes we need that."
Now she is talking to herself. She really must not get her alone time. "Uhh should we get going then?"
"Hmm…?," She looked up. "Oh! Yes of course lets go we will stop and get the boys now." She said while getting up. She glanced around to make sure she had everything before moving towards the door. I quickly got out of the bed before moving to my snow suit.
"Oh, you won't need that. There may be a snow storm but it doesn't get over the high walls surrounding the city, its quite warm outside actually." She told me while walking out the door.
Warm? In Flanoir? That's like saying Antarctica is warm. Of course I should probably catch up to her…. I thought before running out the door to look for where she went. But of course were still in Flanoir so the room was next door and they were all just leaving the room. Thank goodness, otherwise I might have been a little lost.
As we exited the Inn I took a real look around and noticed that the snow city was warmer than expected, I estimate about -50C and being from Canada, what I was wearing was warm enough. Snow and ice still clung to the city in ways that made it look like it belonged there. It was beautiful to say the least. I could easily imagine it was the most romantic place I have been. It also reminded me of home though, which was a little sad, I may never get back home. I looked around this place and knew that if I ever got stuck in this world that I would settle back down in Flanoir, but I hope that that would never happen.