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Exasperation was the core of his feelings as he strolled absent-mindedly through the cramped, derelict streets. It was rare for the male’s guilt to surface like this sometimes, but as his boots padded gently upon the cobblestone pathway, memories of every cruel & merciless raid he had orchestrated rushed to the forefront of his consciousness.
Continuing steadily, trying to drown out the distant screams for help and yelling of brutes, he hummed the same tune that stuck in his mind- as if it would help ease his conscious… Eventually, it was not his sight, nor his hearing that pulled the boy’s attention from his mind- but a scent. One he had not smelt in a long, long time..
Following the enticing aroma, he found himself standing before an empty looking building which had obviously been victim to the raiding party he strategized… Splintered planks swayed sadly from the hinges of what used to be a door- revealing a destroyed interior, remains of wooden chairs, tables and unfinished meals scattered aimlessly about.
Escaping from his lips was a emotional sigh, filled with sadness as Masahiro quietly navigated his way towards the back of the room, and the kitchen that he presumed to reside there. A small sound caught his attention though- as a blog of auburn hair dashed along behind the counter. Standing motionless as it came hurtling towards him, he felt a head bury itself in his gut, sending the pair tumbling backwards.
Eyes spread wide, he groaned at the surprising impact and landed heavily upon his back, a small frame stood over him, wielding what looked to be a cast-iron frying pan- small tears brimming in the corner of her shimmering turquoise optics.
“Wait! I’m not like the others– I’m not here to hurt you… I was just following the delicious smell…”
Flustered and panicking, he spoke up in defense, hoping he would avoid the fate that pan seemed so desperate to serve him.
The whole time she was on this Island, everything seemed to be pretty much pacific. It wasn’t like she wouldn’t have trouble soon, though this DEFINITELY wasn’t what the girl expected. A whole life of training AND cooking made it easy for Erin to adapt herself into mostly anywhere. Her name wasn’t widely known, though there should be a bounty poster around somewhere, for this being the reason she wouldn’t stay too long in one single isle. This time, it’ve been a few weeks. Enough to gain some money working as a cook in a restaurant. It was fairly easy to prove her talent in a kitchen and get the job. Eventually, Erin planned to go away herself, travel once again and find a new temporary home. She always did that. Two years of it already.
Nothing have gone according the plan this time though. It should be a pacific leaving, but instead, she found herself actually getting rid of a bunch of... bandits? Nothing that haven’t happened before, but hearing the screams, the horror of common and innocent people getting robbed and killed, this all brought back some memories she’d rather to forget.
The chef told her to stay inside. Erin wasn’t tall, she was skinny and delicate. This was to protect her from anything. And now she was sure, she HAD to go away.
A glance outside the door, and she still could hear them. These darn bandits. Probably there would be corpses around, she thought, and this brought a heated feeling to her chest when she decided to grap a frying pan. She didn’t like to fight much, this is why she chose to be a cook for living. Sometimes she’d be forced to defend herself, but perhaps this time the pan would be enough just for her to flee and get away from this island for good.
This decidion was made the moment she heard steps coming closer, which made her stop and freeze, still in the kitchen. Fingers pressed the iron fiercely as she stood near the door. They were closer... closer.... and then BAM! She hit the guy who entered there with a strong strike. Turquoise orbs almost seemed to be flaming, though they’d resemble more the sea waters normally. Not now.
I’m not one of them!, he yelled. This wouldn’t be enough, since she very quickly hit now the side of his face.
‘ GET OUT OF HERE! I don’t care who you are!!!!
To come here with such calm in this situation??? GET OUT!!! ‘
He was kidding, right? OF COURSE he was one of them!!
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