Thanks to any reader, reviewer, writer and/ or fan out there!
Oh my goodness what a measly chapter! Well I'm not that far in the story really anyways.
Here's a picture of Isolde for all of you. I'm sorry that I can't draw well on a tablet, I'm still trying to become awesome at it (just remove the spaces):
http:/inuyana8 .deviantart. com/gallery/#/d46t64u
Kindness
Isolde sighed. She was used to having at least one or more occupants in her house, but it was awkward since she knew Jack was a special case. "They" told her so; he would help her do her job. Chord City was usually filled with mechanics like Isolde, but only one hero. Isolde worked to try to defend the victims of Aku's wrath, on the street in the daylight and disguised in the dark. Sure, she might have evaded jail time a few times, but the feeling was worth it. The fight was tough, but she loved it. When she took Jack with her (which was a giant struggle), she went out again and managed to take down a few of his posters and raided a robot police force unit of some of its radios and was able to tap some of them.
She just got home and ate with a quiet samurai. Isolde decided she would sleep for maybe an hour or two before talking to him…
Jack decided to explore his temporary home…or cage. He would determine that sooner or later. It turned out that the house was less normal than he expected. He had accidentally touched a certain place on the floor and that part of the floor rose up to reveal a couch. Jack proceeded to freaking out. How was he supposed to put a whole entire couch back? And the floor that hid it was nowhere to be seen.
Ugh.
He tried to find a switch or something…but nothing. He tried pushing it down to no avail.
He heard a beep coming from…what was her name? Isolde's room, and the couch was swallowed back by the floor.
"Touch sensors OFF," said an automatic, monotonous female's voice.
He supposed she heard his distress.
Now alone in an empty room, perhaps it was time for him to meditate on his next move, but he supposed he could ask a more important question: Why was she being so kind to him?
But it wasn't the time now…
