Yes, it has been a long time, sorry about that. I just have other things to do lately, like homework. Gahh.
But, this is just a small filler, and even thought it is a filler, please enjoy! :)
"No." I replied back, quietly rejecting the food, "I am, uh, a vegetarian. Extremely strict, you see."
The waiter glowered at me before offering, "We do have a menu for vegetarians." I only shook my head before asking him if he had any bottled water. It was fluid, something that would cool down the pain that would eventually cause me to scratch at my throat.
He nodded and came back swiftly giving me my drink. I paid him twice the price and told him it was tip for him. He nodded, silently grateful and also extremely happy that I was leaving. I was in town that was close to the ocean, yet far from the Academy.
I looked around the familiar square, and took a sharp left into an alleyway. Suddenly, the skies that were once alive, bright and true blue turned dark and gloomy. Still, I trudged forward, until I reached the dead end. I walked to the far left wall, kicked the third stone on my feet to the left and waited.
The bricks started shifting a bit until all that was left was a beaten down red-colored door. I knocked once, tapped twice, and kicked lightly four times until the door opened and I was welcomed with a large bear hug.
"There ye'ar mis' Oliv'a," The voice said with a thunderous boom after the door had been shut the bricks magically restacked, "Havn't seen ya in a whil'." His accent was slightly muffled under his beard.
I laughed and patted his back, "Hey there, Jaggers!" I pulled out of his embrace and looked up at him with a smile that reached from ear to ear, "Yes, indeed, long time no see. How've ya been?" He chuckled at my attempt of copying his beardy voice and I walked to the kitchen, straight to the refrigerator.
"Well, you know, Helen finally left, thank goodness, that old hag." He shook his head as he sat down on the wooden chair that I made as a gift for him a few years back, "Oh really?" I said with a cocked eyebrow, "You did, um, you know, make sure she forgot the hideout and everything?"
He waved his hand dismissively, "Why, 'course I did, don't want that old hag ratting our hideout out." He looked at me as if expecting something, "So, what are ya h're for?" I sighed, "I haven't found him, and I need more of the silver blood as well as some blood packets, you know, from the donors."
He nodded and I heard the chair screech loudly with him getting out and getting my supplies, "How much do ya need, lad?" I stuck out my hand with five fingers. "H're ya go. Its on the house, since you did finish the errand last time you were h're."
"Do you have a small satchel for those stuff too? The ones with the secret compartments, unless I run into trouble." I asked, "Do you have the money I loaned you last time?"
"Yes, I have a satchel for this, and unfortun'tely, the old witch took whatever was left of the money that was left on the table, and it was the full amount to pay you back, sorry lil' one." I only shrugged, "Its not your fault, and you know what? You don't have to pay me back, I think we'll just call it a favor, yes?"
He perked, "Alright, but do you really plan on leaving so soon? You could stay here and Ill fix up the spare room for ya." I shook my head, "Got to meet up with a few places first. I don't tire that easily, so its alright, Jaggers."
I took the brown bag and slung it over my shoulder, "You got the stuff in the secret compartments? And some other stuff that doesn't look suspicious right?" He nodded, "Yup, got'et all. Off you go, don't forget to visit me when you can!" I nodded and exited out the door way and back into the alley.
Time to go organize old paperwork. I shook my head and left the alley, hopefully by the next blue moon I'll find him.