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A/n not proofed
The villagers watched and whispered as a new comer walked through the town, the whisperes caried themselves to the tavern and reached Seras and the Wild Geeses ears minutes before the doors opened. "Did you hear these a new guy in town?" Seras's hand stilled for a moment before continuing clearing the Geese table, knowing that they had caught her small loss of composure. 'So I was right, someone is coming'
"This they guy French or like her" there was venom in the voice that made her turn around, and caused the Wild Geese to also look in the detection of the voice. "Shhh you fool she'll hear you, you know why they call her Beast," the geese looked a Seras who continued with her job like she hadn't heard them. "Please that's all lies, I mean who comes in to town the day after they murder a hole platoon and not have a speck of blood on them, Gus. All she had was the clothes on her back" "she also had that Sack of euros, I mean who's to say that she didn't kill them, they were drained of their blood" the two men quieted down and looked at Seras who was pretending that she could not hear them. The Wild Geese looked at her in confusion. Just then the doors to the tavern opened and a clocked figure walked in and stopped infront of Seras who tenced slightly.
"What can I do for you" she asked placing a smile on her face, her eyes hardening when she saw his hands twich. She moved one of her hands under the bar to grab the knife she kept there when she worked. "Water please" The tavern quieted down then they heard his English accent through the French he was speeking. Placing the glass in front of the man, she continued to clean the top of the bar her eyes never leaving the man infront of her. The Geese who had learned to trust her actions towards people also tenced. "Come now dear is that anyway to teat an old friend?" The man Spoke bring them out of their thoughts only to find that both the man and Seras and knives to the others throat. "I could say that im over joyed and such at the sight of you after so long, I could also say that. You've gotten old, but we both know that would not be me, not now anyway, now what are you doing here Walter." The man's hood had fallen down revelling an older man with black hair that was tied back in proper clothing for a butler, glasses and white gloves, they eyes each other for a moment before they slowly pulled their knives back, the action did not cause the wild geese to relax, hands still ready to go for their guns, the moment it seemed to go south. As for the villagers they sat in silence listening to the twos conversation. "Now, now Seras can't an old man take his time away from work traveling and seeing old friends" the man pushed up his glasses and smiled as she tenced. "And as for your question, you know why I'm hear," Seras looked at him a scoffed before turning around and grabbing glasses as she filed them with ail and took them to the Geese, silentily tellin them to calm down, "you know I don't do that anymore, and how did you find me?"
"Well we just looked for the smallest back end town with forgen blond women who are called Beasts my dear, seems the old name follows you where ever you go, my my how proud he was to hear that -" Seras looked at him with a glear that caused him to freeze before laughing. Gritting her teeth she walked back to where he sat, freezing midway to him. "I wonder what's keeping you here? Hmmm" Walter said as he looked at the door, a second latter Kit came running in.
The next thing anyone in the tavern knew was that Seras was standing in front of Kit, intercepting Walter from his path towards the boy, who she had made sure was tucked tightly behind her and could not see what was going on, her free hand was wrapped around Walters throat. A knife in the shoulder, The geese where on their feet in moments.