Chapter seven: The waitress from Hell
Lina dragged her feet her feet through the hot desert, panting as she pulled along the long iron blade. She silently cursed to herself, pulling her feet out of the sand, one, two.one two. 'Why did I agree to go after this guy..? I want to go home...' her thoughts stopped, directly when she mentioned the word 'home'. She squinted her eyes, the sun catching into her ruby red eyes, making them glint slightly. She knew she didn't have a home.her first one she had, she was sent away. They didn't want her to cause any trouble in Zephelia. Her second home, was destroyed...by her. That's why Zephelia sent her out. She didn't want the fate that fell upon Flockhart, when she lived there.
"I'm a walking plague of destruction, it looks like.." she coyly said to herself, still walking..marching into the desert, her blade pulled behind her. She smiled to herself, her eyes filled with determination. "So what if I'm trouble? I can go along in my life, being myself. If this is who I am, so be it." She called out laughing triumphantly as she swung the iron blade over her shoulder, resting it upon her bone and muscle. She dipped slightly backwards, but soon came back into control, walking into the sand.
She finally made it to the small town in the Desert of Sorrow. She casually walked into a Tavern, her thirst and appetite begging to be answered. She sat herself at a table, and picked up the menu, going through it eagerly. The smirk she wore since she entered wavered slightly when she heard a voice call to her.
"And.what will you be having?" The voice said a smirk visible to imagine when she spoke. Lina gulped, trying to think. 'It isn't her..It isn't her...It can't be her!" she screamed in her mind, gripping the edges of the menu. She slowly looked up, her body trembling at what she saw...
The woman who spoke, was dressed as a waitress, holding a try with her left hand, her other on her hip. Her hair was a dark, faded violet, cut down just above the ending of her neck. Her eyes were hid by her long bangs, a small smirk along her face. "Aw.aren't you happy to see your older sister, Lina?"
Lina's face turned a faint blue, terror filled in her eyes, only a whisper came out from her throat. "L..Luna.?!"
"Aw..imotou-chan remembered me." Her smirk grew wider, the fear her little sister felt made her want to laugh, but she remained with her cool composure. She leaned down, coming face to face with her. "Now..what will you have, should I get you.hm.a slug, perhaps?"
Lina's fear point was at its limit; her sister always did make her very scared. But..to bring up slugs?! That was too much. She quickly got out of her seat, and ran for the door, stopping when she heard a few gasps from the road. She looked out, seeing people shrink down on the sides of the road, when two figures walked by. She slowly slipped out, walking along the sidewalk, following the figures...knowing she had her prey.
Luna watched Lina slip out through the door, a smirk fading from her face, to a mischievous grin. "Heh, I hope your life will be a good one, little sister..unless you die, of course."
End.
Lina dragged her feet her feet through the hot desert, panting as she pulled along the long iron blade. She silently cursed to herself, pulling her feet out of the sand, one, two.one two. 'Why did I agree to go after this guy..? I want to go home...' her thoughts stopped, directly when she mentioned the word 'home'. She squinted her eyes, the sun catching into her ruby red eyes, making them glint slightly. She knew she didn't have a home.her first one she had, she was sent away. They didn't want her to cause any trouble in Zephelia. Her second home, was destroyed...by her. That's why Zephelia sent her out. She didn't want the fate that fell upon Flockhart, when she lived there.
"I'm a walking plague of destruction, it looks like.." she coyly said to herself, still walking..marching into the desert, her blade pulled behind her. She smiled to herself, her eyes filled with determination. "So what if I'm trouble? I can go along in my life, being myself. If this is who I am, so be it." She called out laughing triumphantly as she swung the iron blade over her shoulder, resting it upon her bone and muscle. She dipped slightly backwards, but soon came back into control, walking into the sand.
She finally made it to the small town in the Desert of Sorrow. She casually walked into a Tavern, her thirst and appetite begging to be answered. She sat herself at a table, and picked up the menu, going through it eagerly. The smirk she wore since she entered wavered slightly when she heard a voice call to her.
"And.what will you be having?" The voice said a smirk visible to imagine when she spoke. Lina gulped, trying to think. 'It isn't her..It isn't her...It can't be her!" she screamed in her mind, gripping the edges of the menu. She slowly looked up, her body trembling at what she saw...
The woman who spoke, was dressed as a waitress, holding a try with her left hand, her other on her hip. Her hair was a dark, faded violet, cut down just above the ending of her neck. Her eyes were hid by her long bangs, a small smirk along her face. "Aw.aren't you happy to see your older sister, Lina?"
Lina's face turned a faint blue, terror filled in her eyes, only a whisper came out from her throat. "L..Luna.?!"
"Aw..imotou-chan remembered me." Her smirk grew wider, the fear her little sister felt made her want to laugh, but she remained with her cool composure. She leaned down, coming face to face with her. "Now..what will you have, should I get you.hm.a slug, perhaps?"
Lina's fear point was at its limit; her sister always did make her very scared. But..to bring up slugs?! That was too much. She quickly got out of her seat, and ran for the door, stopping when she heard a few gasps from the road. She looked out, seeing people shrink down on the sides of the road, when two figures walked by. She slowly slipped out, walking along the sidewalk, following the figures...knowing she had her prey.
Luna watched Lina slip out through the door, a smirk fading from her face, to a mischievous grin. "Heh, I hope your life will be a good one, little sister..unless you die, of course."
End.