Batch update: I have nothing to say.. oo;
Old Man: I can see it in your eyes, child. Your heart has been broken many times.
Kat turned to him, broke free of D's grasp and walked over to the man, her eyes an inferno.
Kat: My existence is the ensence of hell. You wouldn't understand.
D walked over to her, turned her around, his hands on her shoulders. He looked into her eyes, a certain coldness in his.
D: You know nothing of hell.
D let her go and continued to walk out. Kat just stared at him for a moment and then walked along behind him silently, head hung slightly with D's hat blocking off all sun light from her face. The old man laughed as they walked away.
Old Man: Which one will kill the other first? I'm not sure. She feels like a failure without the intent from him and it baffles him how she can be the way she is. Ah well. Have fun, Hunter.
He cackled as the large gates slammed closed behind them. They walked into the parched surroundings in silence and continued on for about an hour and a half that way. The sun beat down on them. D didn't seem phased but..Kat however started to sway a bit. He was too focused ahead to notice. Kat kept going, trying to prove her worth but her vision clouded after 40 minutes more and she fell to her knees, hands on the ground, eyes glaring at the hot dirt. D figured she had tripped so he stopped for a second to wait for her. Her hand moved to her throat which seemed to close in on itself. When no movement came from her, he turned to her and almost said somthing but walked quickly the few steps to her.
LH: Hello?! She's a little new to this! She's NOT AS STRONG AS YOU!
Left Hand got no reply and really wasn't expecting one as D knelt to pick her up.
LH: I'd be careful. She might react differently to the heat than you, D.
D: .........
D picked her up and started off as quickly as possible.
D: Damn her backpack is heavy! How does she manage that thing?!
Only minutes later, her eyes where completely glassed over and violent, breathless, seizure-like episodes started up.
D had almost dropped her when the first of the attacks begun. He was soon forced to lay her on the ground where she immediately blacked out, now motionless and to most, breath and life-less. D could still hear and fell her heart beat though faint...
LH: I to-
He clenched his left hand to a fist to shut the parasite up. He brushed a little hair from her face and thought,
D: Child...what am I to do with you...? It'd quite a way to th next town...She'll never make it that far and Barabarios is no place...Reeeeally missing that horse...Wish I knew where it was...
His head turnes sharply to the right where through the dust, a dark figure came up fast. It was a man, a little younger than middle age, roughly shaven, clad in black. The crossbow and various weapondry carried by the man made D a littler nervous..Which was odd.
D: Turn that way...! I'm not liking you...
But the man did not waver from his path and came up to them, sending dust and gravel flying D turned to recive the barrage of rocks but quidckly enough, turned back to the stranger. The man grinned slightly.
Man (Will not reaveal his name YET!): Hand her to me, Dunpeal.
D frowned slightly.
D: Give me some reasons not to kill you and I might think about it.
Man: Sharp tounge. The best I can think of is that she's going to die. You're going to die if you protect her and I've got a horse.
D: The bad thing is...he has a point.. I swear I've seen this man before...Mmm... Doesn't matter though.. More important things to take care of.. I get one free shot at you if you so much as pluck a hair from her head.
Man: I accept.
D hoisted her up onto the man's horse in front of him.
Man: I know you can get to the next town. Meet me there. You'll figure it out. Yeeyah!
The man whipped the horse harshly, bolting off towards the small town of Garucia, D running along beside the horse, not much caring that dust was constantly being kicked in his face.
Old Man: I can see it in your eyes, child. Your heart has been broken many times.
Kat turned to him, broke free of D's grasp and walked over to the man, her eyes an inferno.
Kat: My existence is the ensence of hell. You wouldn't understand.
D walked over to her, turned her around, his hands on her shoulders. He looked into her eyes, a certain coldness in his.
D: You know nothing of hell.
D let her go and continued to walk out. Kat just stared at him for a moment and then walked along behind him silently, head hung slightly with D's hat blocking off all sun light from her face. The old man laughed as they walked away.
Old Man: Which one will kill the other first? I'm not sure. She feels like a failure without the intent from him and it baffles him how she can be the way she is. Ah well. Have fun, Hunter.
He cackled as the large gates slammed closed behind them. They walked into the parched surroundings in silence and continued on for about an hour and a half that way. The sun beat down on them. D didn't seem phased but..Kat however started to sway a bit. He was too focused ahead to notice. Kat kept going, trying to prove her worth but her vision clouded after 40 minutes more and she fell to her knees, hands on the ground, eyes glaring at the hot dirt. D figured she had tripped so he stopped for a second to wait for her. Her hand moved to her throat which seemed to close in on itself. When no movement came from her, he turned to her and almost said somthing but walked quickly the few steps to her.
LH: Hello?! She's a little new to this! She's NOT AS STRONG AS YOU!
Left Hand got no reply and really wasn't expecting one as D knelt to pick her up.
LH: I'd be careful. She might react differently to the heat than you, D.
D: .........
D picked her up and started off as quickly as possible.
D: Damn her backpack is heavy! How does she manage that thing?!
Only minutes later, her eyes where completely glassed over and violent, breathless, seizure-like episodes started up.
D had almost dropped her when the first of the attacks begun. He was soon forced to lay her on the ground where she immediately blacked out, now motionless and to most, breath and life-less. D could still hear and fell her heart beat though faint...
LH: I to-
He clenched his left hand to a fist to shut the parasite up. He brushed a little hair from her face and thought,
D: Child...what am I to do with you...? It'd quite a way to th next town...She'll never make it that far and Barabarios is no place...Reeeeally missing that horse...Wish I knew where it was...
His head turnes sharply to the right where through the dust, a dark figure came up fast. It was a man, a little younger than middle age, roughly shaven, clad in black. The crossbow and various weapondry carried by the man made D a littler nervous..Which was odd.
D: Turn that way...! I'm not liking you...
But the man did not waver from his path and came up to them, sending dust and gravel flying D turned to recive the barrage of rocks but quidckly enough, turned back to the stranger. The man grinned slightly.
Man (Will not reaveal his name YET!): Hand her to me, Dunpeal.
D frowned slightly.
D: Give me some reasons not to kill you and I might think about it.
Man: Sharp tounge. The best I can think of is that she's going to die. You're going to die if you protect her and I've got a horse.
D: The bad thing is...he has a point.. I swear I've seen this man before...Mmm... Doesn't matter though.. More important things to take care of.. I get one free shot at you if you so much as pluck a hair from her head.
Man: I accept.
D hoisted her up onto the man's horse in front of him.
Man: I know you can get to the next town. Meet me there. You'll figure it out. Yeeyah!
The man whipped the horse harshly, bolting off towards the small town of Garucia, D running along beside the horse, not much caring that dust was constantly being kicked in his face.