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PostPosted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 1:38 pm Post subject: Careless... Reply with quote

She was to meet Zeth..he had a surprise for her, and this made her curious.

She checked the drawers in her old room and found what she was looking for. Shaking it out, she looked over the black dress. "Well he said there was no need for armor." She spoke to herself. She removed her armor and folded it neatly and placed it in her pack. Stepping into the dress she turned to look at herself in the vanity. "Not exactly my preference." She smirked at her reflection. "I guess it'll have to do."

She began her walk to Umbra. Her mind searching for thoughts of what the surprise could be. Heedlessly she wandered into Sanctus , making her way to the darkness of the caves.

Within sight of them, a figure stepped out from the shadows. Upon seeing her, he growled. Gesturing with his hands he let her know she had betrayed him for the last time. She folded her arms in front of her and glared. She attempted to pass by him to enter the cool darkness of the cave when she felt the first blow to her back. She fell to her knees as a second and thrid came. Reaching into her pack she felt around for one of her toys. Feeling the prongs of her warfork she pulled it out and got to her feet. She turned to face him, her eyes gleamed with defiant anger. She swung at him but he dodged. Swinging around she felt another blow to her chest. She dropped her weapon and clutching her chest fell to her knees again trying to catch her breath. It was the opportunity Vash needed to strike one last time. She fell face down on the road.

Struggling to lift herself up on her hands, she turned her head to look up at him.

He once again made gestures with his hands and growled....she understood this to mean he was done with her.

She slowly got to her feet and picked up her warfork. "This is NOT over, Vash." She glared once again.

He pointed his spear at her throat, yet she stood firm, then aiming it to the caves he snarled indicating for her to go.

With one final glare she turned and slipped into the cave...hiding in the shadows. She waited for the sound of his footsteps to fade then made her way quietly to the hostel in order to clean herself up. Her carelessness had caused her attack and she wanted Zeth not to notice anything was wrong. She got some water and started cleaning the dirt from her face and hands. She brushed some dirt from her dress and ran her fingers through her hair. With no vanity nearby she could only hope her appearance was presentable.

Clenching her jaw she took a deep breath, "He will pay for this."

Sensing she was running late she opened her book, "Kal Ort Por". She stared up at the Wolf's Den and took a breath to help compose herself....
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