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Meeting a Massive Mallet
"Here," said Jeran, dropping the bag that held the Fire Arrows on the table, while pulling out one of the white plastic chairs that surrounded the candlelit table. Roddy had taken a seat directly across the huntress. She had taken particular notice of his messy black hair that fell sloppily over his black eyes. His mouth was closed and his lips look so inviting, he seemed to pay more attention to the, now melting candle, than to anything else.
"If only he noticed me," she whispered to herself, knowing that the assassin would not hear her.
"If only who noticed you?" asked Jeran.
"Uhh, no one," quickly replied the huntress, blushing quickly. Crap, I forgot that stupid rogue is here. She had chanced a look at the assassin, but he was still looking at the candle.
Silence poured over the three as they sat uncomfortably by the now almost finished candle.
"So what's your name?" asked Jeran, his voice quavered a bit, but he only asked to get rid of the dull silence.
"Oh, I'm sorry , I'm Kailey,"the huntress replied. "All this heat is getting to me, I must have forgotten to introduced myself."
"Yeah, I guess," Jeran replied, scratching his chin. "Must have forgotten to, the name's Jeran, and this is Roderick, Roddy for short."
Roddy eh? Not bad, Roddy plus Kailey, Kailey plus Roddy...K+R. He's looking...crap I must be daydreaming again.
During all this, Roddy had studied the huntress. She had blonde hair that covered her face. Even though she was sitting down, he guessed she'd be taller than Jeran by maybe half a head, but not as tall as him. Her huntress outfit didn't fully cover everything, her slender arms were like her face, both almost pale, compared to his and Jeran's brown, desert skin. She had a sloppy grin on her face, and then out of the blue, she had returned to normal and looked surprised. He sighed and looked up into the now, full night sky.
"So where you from?" asked Jeran, wanting to break the silence that had enveloped them again. He picked up one of the knives from the table and started twirling it around his fingers.
"Uhh, I'm from Payon," replied Kailey, glad that for once the Rogue did something useful. "I was heading for Prontera, but then I got lost and ended up here."
Jeran had started to laugh. "Thats the first, haha, your probably the first hunter i've seen that lost their way."
Kailey's face turned bright red. Jeran had taken this to be a sign of major embarrassment, but he was wrong when the red was a sign of Kailey's fury.
"I'M NOT THAT DUNCE," she yelled, grabbing a mallet out of no where and bashing Jeran on the head, making him see stars around him head and knocking him out of his chair.
After deep breathing and a "hmpf", Kailey had sat back down, glaring at the now unconscious Rogue. She, like Roddy, had looked up into the dark night sky, wanting to be up there with the stars. She looked back down and at Roddy who now was looking at her, his face showed boredom and fatigue. She started to blush and looked down at her boots.
"I guess i should be going now," she said. "I'm going head to Prontera starting tomorrow, I have a friend there I want to see."
"I was wondering..." he started to ask...Kailey was now smiling, this was the moment he'd ask her to go out or something. "...if you could bring us with you, I have some business there, and it'd be nice to have someone than that annoying loudmouth there," he said pointing the the still unconscious Jeran.
Kailey had almost fainted his inquiry. Half of the reason was because he didn't asked her out, and the other half of being close to him till they got to Prontera. "Sure I guess, the more the merrier."
They both got up, Kailey thanking them for the arrows, which layed forgotten on the table. She exited the patio and made her way to the inn she was staying. She looked back at the patio, to see Roddy pick up a now snoring Jeran and then disappear into thin air.
"This is going to be one good trip..."
