Batch update: I have nothing to say.. oo;
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Riding into town definately attracted ALOT of stares, gasps and 'What the hell..?!' s. D kept most of his attention on the man on the horse, making sure that he would not harm Kat. In the middle of the town, the man threw Kat into D, who caught her limp body easily.
Man: What's the fun in my competition being dead, eh? Till next time, Hunter.
The man rode away at that, leaving D and Kat in the worst town possible. As anyone who has seen Bloodlust knows, Garushia is an anti-Dunpeal and Vampire town. Yipee.
LH muffled by Kat's body but still audiable: This should be fun.
D: I'm extatic. Sarcastically
In the local bar, just a bit aways from where D was with Kat, the Marcus brothers ( waits for applause ) including Laila, where drinking and talking quite loudly I might add. D walked quickly by, catching Layla's eye. She set down her drink siglnaled to her companions that she would be right back and walked out of the western doors. She followed silently in the shadows, gasping when she spotted Kat. The sun had slightly changed Kat's skin color to a bit darker, more normal looking unlike the usual chalk white. She looked like a normal little girl..that looked injured. Conclusions jumped into her brain, She drew her gun, jumped out in the middle of the street right behind D, pointing her weapon straight at him.
Laila: Dunpeal! Put the girl down!
D turned around to meet a five barrel shot gun.
D: If I stay here, she will die. I have no choice.
Laila: What did you do to her?!
D: I'd never harm her. It wa-
Laila: I don't care! Put her down!
D: Not-a-chance.
Laila cocked the gun.
Laila: Do as I say!
D: You don't understand. You're hurting her more than you're helping.
Laila: I should let that girl's parents kill you for taking her!
D: Presumptuous. And ignorant. I did not kiddnap the girl. She is my I......don't know....exactly what to call her...Well..... daughter.
Laila: That's a lie!
D: I'm not lying. What reason whould I have?
Laila's finger squeezed the trigger a little harder, not enough to fire but more of a warning.
Laila: One last time! Put her down!
D: Fine. On one condition though, withdraw your weapon.
Layla holstered the gun in silence as D set Kat on the ground and backed a step away.
LH: Is he CRAZY?! If she gets ONE look at her neck we're dead!
Layla knelt beside Kat and lifeted up her wrist, dropping it from a bit up. Kat was alive from the looks of it. Layla frowned slightly and pushed Kat's head to the right.
D: Ha ha! Wrong side. Sorry, but I was on her left side. You'll find nothing there.
Laila seemed staisfied and picked Kat up.
Laila: Wow...heavy kid.
D: If you must take her, at least save her. By all means though, let her die. She suffers from Umm...explain... heat exhaustion. Nice. I'm goooood! Not. And, therefore die in your arms in mere moments if not cooled to a normal temperature.
Laila: I figured that.
Laila turned and walked back ot the bar, carrying Kat still. Kat's cloudy, multi-colored eyes opened slightly, watching D turn to leave as an invisible stranger carried her the other way. She tried to open her mouth but in her failure, fell back into her deep...comatose state, if you will. Later, Kat awoke to the sound of men's deep voices. The air around her was quite cool. Before she got up the courage to opn her eyes, a slightly familiar voice spoke.
?: Is that kid ever gonna wake up?! It's freezing in here!
??: I'll go see if I can wake her up...
At that she decided to open her eyes to get a good view of these people. Her eyes opened slowly with a light groan from her. She was still weak. She told herself not to sit up despite the great urge to try and her instincts clawing at her. A young, dark haired man, very muscular with a cigar resting in his mouth stood over her.
Borgoff (I think that's how you spell it. Please, correct me. I don't have to spell and names other than D and Kat regularly in this fic. Oooh a whole one and three letters. lol) : So you're awake.
Kat: Where....am I...?
Borgoff: A long way away from where you where. About two days from Garuchia.
Kat: Wha-?! But where's D..?
Borgoff: That Dunpeal Hunter? No clue. He left you with us though.
Kat: Ah yes. Let's reaccount events here: I collapsed, very painful... ,then the last thing I remember was.. D walking away...Now I'm here..talking with Borgov Marcus...Days away from the one semi-normal place that I know of in this world...Yep. I'm screwed. I have no sword. No gun. No knowlege of the surroundings. And D? Who KNOWS where he is by now. I hate that! Yeah, let's just ditch the kid and ride of mysteriously to show up later at a very opportune moment. Ugh.Here's your opportune moment, man! I gotta sit up...Come on...Woot Woot! You- can-do-it!
To the amazement of Borgov, Kat managed to prop herself up on her elbows and then sit up fully. She leanded forward on the hospital bed. She was in the tank.. Across from here was Grove. She recognised everything now.
Kat: And mom told me not to watch Bloodlust so much since it wasn't quote on quote, "Educational". Peh!
The red haired, skinny, yet muscular man driving spoke back ot her.
Kyle: Kid, what's your name?
Kat: Of no concern but please, call me Kat.
Laila sat a little down from Kat in complete silence. Nolt was in the passenger's seat. Grove however, spoke to Kat.
Grove: You seem a bit different than anyone I've met...Except for-
Kat gives a small smile and nods. None of the other Markus Bros. are looking, so she lifts her lip a little to show her horrifclly sharp fangs.
Grove: in an almost silent tone, with a little smile/grin Just don't bite your tounge.
Kat: Too, speaks softly I'm not into tounge piercings, thank you.
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Riding into town definately attracted ALOT of stares, gasps and 'What the hell..?!' s. D kept most of his attention on the man on the horse, making sure that he would not harm Kat. In the middle of the town, the man threw Kat into D, who caught her limp body easily.
Man: What's the fun in my competition being dead, eh? Till next time, Hunter.
The man rode away at that, leaving D and Kat in the worst town possible. As anyone who has seen Bloodlust knows, Garushia is an anti-Dunpeal and Vampire town. Yipee.
LH muffled by Kat's body but still audiable: This should be fun.
D: I'm extatic. Sarcastically
In the local bar, just a bit aways from where D was with Kat, the Marcus brothers ( waits for applause ) including Laila, where drinking and talking quite loudly I might add. D walked quickly by, catching Layla's eye. She set down her drink siglnaled to her companions that she would be right back and walked out of the western doors. She followed silently in the shadows, gasping when she spotted Kat. The sun had slightly changed Kat's skin color to a bit darker, more normal looking unlike the usual chalk white. She looked like a normal little girl..that looked injured. Conclusions jumped into her brain, She drew her gun, jumped out in the middle of the street right behind D, pointing her weapon straight at him.
Laila: Dunpeal! Put the girl down!
D turned around to meet a five barrel shot gun.
D: If I stay here, she will die. I have no choice.
Laila: What did you do to her?!
D: I'd never harm her. It wa-
Laila: I don't care! Put her down!
D: Not-a-chance.
Laila cocked the gun.
Laila: Do as I say!
D: You don't understand. You're hurting her more than you're helping.
Laila: I should let that girl's parents kill you for taking her!
D: Presumptuous. And ignorant. I did not kiddnap the girl. She is my I......don't know....exactly what to call her...Well..... daughter.
Laila: That's a lie!
D: I'm not lying. What reason whould I have?
Laila's finger squeezed the trigger a little harder, not enough to fire but more of a warning.
Laila: One last time! Put her down!
D: Fine. On one condition though, withdraw your weapon.
Layla holstered the gun in silence as D set Kat on the ground and backed a step away.
LH: Is he CRAZY?! If she gets ONE look at her neck we're dead!
Layla knelt beside Kat and lifeted up her wrist, dropping it from a bit up. Kat was alive from the looks of it. Layla frowned slightly and pushed Kat's head to the right.
D: Ha ha! Wrong side. Sorry, but I was on her left side. You'll find nothing there.
Laila seemed staisfied and picked Kat up.
Laila: Wow...heavy kid.
D: If you must take her, at least save her. By all means though, let her die. She suffers from Umm...explain... heat exhaustion. Nice. I'm goooood! Not. And, therefore die in your arms in mere moments if not cooled to a normal temperature.
Laila: I figured that.
Laila turned and walked back ot the bar, carrying Kat still. Kat's cloudy, multi-colored eyes opened slightly, watching D turn to leave as an invisible stranger carried her the other way. She tried to open her mouth but in her failure, fell back into her deep...comatose state, if you will. Later, Kat awoke to the sound of men's deep voices. The air around her was quite cool. Before she got up the courage to opn her eyes, a slightly familiar voice spoke.
?: Is that kid ever gonna wake up?! It's freezing in here!
??: I'll go see if I can wake her up...
At that she decided to open her eyes to get a good view of these people. Her eyes opened slowly with a light groan from her. She was still weak. She told herself not to sit up despite the great urge to try and her instincts clawing at her. A young, dark haired man, very muscular with a cigar resting in his mouth stood over her.
Borgoff (I think that's how you spell it. Please, correct me. I don't have to spell and names other than D and Kat regularly in this fic. Oooh a whole one and three letters. lol) : So you're awake.
Kat: Where....am I...?
Borgoff: A long way away from where you where. About two days from Garuchia.
Kat: Wha-?! But where's D..?
Borgoff: That Dunpeal Hunter? No clue. He left you with us though.
Kat: Ah yes. Let's reaccount events here: I collapsed, very painful... ,then the last thing I remember was.. D walking away...Now I'm here..talking with Borgov Marcus...Days away from the one semi-normal place that I know of in this world...Yep. I'm screwed. I have no sword. No gun. No knowlege of the surroundings. And D? Who KNOWS where he is by now. I hate that! Yeah, let's just ditch the kid and ride of mysteriously to show up later at a very opportune moment. Ugh.Here's your opportune moment, man! I gotta sit up...Come on...Woot Woot! You- can-do-it!
To the amazement of Borgov, Kat managed to prop herself up on her elbows and then sit up fully. She leanded forward on the hospital bed. She was in the tank.. Across from here was Grove. She recognised everything now.
Kat: And mom told me not to watch Bloodlust so much since it wasn't quote on quote, "Educational". Peh!
The red haired, skinny, yet muscular man driving spoke back ot her.
Kyle: Kid, what's your name?
Kat: Of no concern but please, call me Kat.
Laila sat a little down from Kat in complete silence. Nolt was in the passenger's seat. Grove however, spoke to Kat.
Grove: You seem a bit different than anyone I've met...Except for-
Kat gives a small smile and nods. None of the other Markus Bros. are looking, so she lifts her lip a little to show her horrifclly sharp fangs.
Grove: in an almost silent tone, with a little smile/grin Just don't bite your tounge.
Kat: Too, speaks softly I'm not into tounge piercings, thank you.