Post by xiahtic on Jun 14, 2013 6:18:53 GMT -5
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You are my Hero
It is time I become yours.
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Rosa was more or less silent as the two exchanged information, listening well and nodding occasionally as they both put in their two cents. She let her eyes wander around, looking at the people that surrounded them, waving at one or two that recognized her from last night at the inn and her thoughts quickly wandered towards Baron. Her home, her kingdom, the people who trusted her to bring their king back. Her heart was gripped with sadness as the laughter and smiles from around her became very reminiscent of the Baronian people of before. Before she left them with a heavy heart in hopes to put their smiles back where they belonged.
And she longed for Ceodore, she longed to reach for her son and take the burden of being a stand-in for the King in such a young age. She knew the Prince would be very much like his father in his rule, but it was still too much for a mere fifteen-year old. She wanted to go back home, yet if she came back home empty-handed, she knew the consequences are going to be too much to handle.
She tuned back in the conversation in time to nod as Zidane asked them to go back to the Business District, something about people likely to stay there with information. Pulling her hood back over her head, she followed them both, a step behind as they reached the Air Cab. Zidane is his usual goofy self, and Rosa allowed herself a couple of lighthearted giggles each time he made fun of a noble. The trip was short, arriving in the District within minutes and them striding towards the inn in a few more.
Just as the boy predicted, the inn was crowded with the guests that came to see the play. Zidane seemed to know a lot of people and Rosa gave him a nudge, "Maybe you could try talking to them about it, see what they know?" She said, watching the others as they gave her a curious glance before looking away. She pulled the cloak closer around herself, facing Deshitana and giving him a comforting smile, taking the time to ask him about his origins, "I haven't asked where you are from yet, have I? Are you also looking for something here?" She asked, curious, her hand placed on the receptionist's table, tapping her slender fingers idly while she waited for an answer.
Just then, three men blundered from the stairs leading to the upper rooms, knocking down a child in the process. Rosa moved, faster even than the child's mother as she shielded the fallen boy with her cloak, helping the kid get up, "Are you okay?" Her emerald eyes focused on the child's crying face before turning towards the brutes, her face pulled into a frown, "You should be more careful."
"Out of out way, lady." The largest sneered, and Rosa's nose twitched at the onslaught of putrid breath, stepping aside while the boy's mother gratefully took him from her arms. She stood up, watching the men's retreating backs, her hand twitching towards the quiver to her side. The men looked around, their eyes filled with malice as they rounded back to her, circling her in a flash, "You don't look like you're from here, miss. Are you lost?"
Her hand discreetly reached behind her, under the cloak, for her bow.
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