Hello again everyone! Good to see that your all still here. Pink I is proceeding as planned, with a much shorter lifespan than Crimson I, but unfortunately won't be as good. Nicole's backstory isn't as important as Gazini's, but its just nice to have introductions.

There'll probably be about 2-3 more Pink chapters after this and then we're onto the third color.

Also I just noticed this today but Crimson I chapter 8 has more views than the one previous to it. It's not particularly important but I was just surprised and decided to tell you guys.

Anyways, without further adieu, here it is, Pink I chapter 2!

The water was hot against my face. It felt nice though, showering after several days of straight working. I ran my fingers through my longish pink hair, rubbing the shampoo in and washing it out.

Stepping out from the shower, water dripped off my naked body onto the towel that I had laid down beside the shower, to avoid getting the ground wet. Pulling another towel off the wall hanger, I dried myself as best I could, then tied up my hair. To finish it off, I tied my last towel around my chest.

Walking out of my bathroom, I sat down on the wooden floor. There wasn't anything I could do while I waited for my hair to dry, so I just sat and thought. What job should I take on next? I wondered, but then quickly realized how stupid it was to think about that right now, when I had no idea what the jobs on the board would be.

After sitting on the ground for a few minutes I stood up, bored, and untied both towels. My hair was dry enough to walk around in, plus the air outside would dry it out quicker.

I was in the nude but my door was locked, so I was safe as far as I knew of. Unless someone decided to break into my room right now I'd be fine. Either way, whoever did it would wish that they had never even looked at my door.

My dress was lying on my bed. I slipped into it, pulled on my sleeves, tied up the red vest, and went back into the bathroom. I reapplied my make-up, latched Tina into place, and went back downstairs.

At a job wall I felt a heavy presence behind me.

"Nicole?" Branislav's deep voice asked.

"What?" I asked, half paying attention, half looking for a job.

"Sorry about my comment earlier," He replied, "it was very crude and-"

I waved my hand at him, as if waving away his words, "Don't sweat it," I interrupted, "it's not a big deal. Just remember the consequences next time" I had repeated these words to him many times, as he always spoke crudely to me in that way.

"Thanks" He said, turning around to leave. I scanned the last half of this section of the wall.

"Anything good?" Someone asked beside me.

I turned. It was Octavia.

"Not sure yet" I replied.

Octavia was fairly new to the guild, having only joined a few months ago, but she was an instant hit. People here liked her, both in the town and guild. She was very carefree, but she always got the job done.

"Oh, what's this?" Octavia asked, looking closer at a job. "People are going missing, then returning later? Huh. Wonder what the big deal is"

I reached out, pulling a job off the wall. It was labelled:

'Village Defense Needed

Reward: 1,000,000L'

One-million Lien for some village defense? I thought, Why so much? What's the threat? I peered closer. There wasn't any more information other than the location. Barcombe.

"You taking that one?" Octavia asked me.

I looked up, "I'm thinking about it," I replied, "but I have no idea where Barcombe is. Do you?"

Octavia looked the job poster over, "Yeah I do," she replied, "it's on the way of this kidnapping job actually. Why don't I take you?"

"Um," I started. Unlike everyone else, I didn't really like Octavia.

She had long violet colored dreadlocks and red eyes. She wore a black turtle neck sweater and a light purple short sleeved jacket. She didn't have it buttoned up either. She wore dark blue jeans and knee-high laced black boots. To top it off, she wore a large hammer on her back, the handle almost reached the ground and the hammer was just at her head. If she flung her head back she'd smack it hard. It wasn't so much her clothing that I disliked, but her recklessness. I felt like she couldn't take anything seriously. Also, maybe this was just slight jealousy, but her breasts were quite large.

"If you just want directions that's fine," she continued, "but I'm going that way anyway, so whether you like it or not we're travelling at least half the way along the same path"

I sighed, "Alright," I replied, "so how long do you think it'll take to get there then?"

"Barcombe isn't far. Maybe a day's walk from here. A few hours' drive, but I don't have a car. Do you?"

"No" I replied.

"Alright," She started, "well, we'd better get going right away then"

We went up to the counter and told Merche which jobs we were taking, and she sent messenger birds ahead to alert the villages that help was coming.

Outside we started walking, but Octavia quickly started running.

"Come on!" She called excitedly, "You don't want to be left behind do you?"

I sighed, starting to run. It was hard to run in heeled shoes, so I dragged behind a lot.

"What's the hold up?" Octavia called back, "Don't you want to get there by sunset?"

I sighed, trying to run faster. It only resulted in a twisted ankle. I tumbled to the ground, giving a small squeal as I did. Octavia spun around, then ran back to help me.

"What's going on?" She asked, eyeing my ankle. She groaned, "You're wearing heels?" She asked.

"Of course!" I replied.

Octavia sighed, "Alright." She replied, taking my shoes off, "You'll have to run in bare feet then"

"What?" I cried.

"If you can't keep up then we ain't getting there. I move quickly, you move slowly. Remember who's leading you there"

"Why don't you just give me directions then?" I suggested.

"Fine," Octavia replied, "do you have any prissy pink paper for me to write them on?"

I did, actually, in my suitcases, stored for such occasions. But I didn't want her to know that. "I can remember them just fine" I replied.

"Good to hear" She replied. She told me where to go, then headed off. I sat on the dirt ground, letting my twisted ankle heal.

"Oh right," Octavia came back, "forgot about you ankle. Here" She grabbed it, which was quite painful, and twisted it back into place. I gritted my teeth, sucking it up. My aura would heal it anyway.

"Oh don't be such a crybaby," Octavia told me, "you'll be fine in a few minutes" Then she was gone.

Sure enough, I was ready to keep moving very quickly. While I waited though, I quickly wrote down the directions. My memory wasn't as good as it used to be. Putting on my shoes and standing, I was finally ready to keep moving and started towards Barcombe.

So there you have it. As you can see this portion is taking less time to mess around and more time to get right into it. I've already finished the next chapter, just need to do some editing, so expect it in the next few days. Also, remember Octavia for later, she's somewhat important.

And like always, favorite, follow, tell you friends, increase the view count. Everything and anything is appreciated. See you all in the next chapter!