Post by Flame on Feb 13, 2018 22:31:17 GMT -5
"You think it was okay to leave them on the Dancing Red?"
"They'll be fine, there's not likely anything particularly dangerous here."
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"What you don't believe me?"
The only answer she received was a shrug. The black haired young man was careful not to say anything that could get him in trouble with the swordswoman walking next to him. "If you're so concerned you could've stayed with them. I can get supplies perfectly fine without you." The girl turned to the guy a cheeky smile spread across her face.
Meeting her eye to eye he appraised the look for a moment. "I prefer to do it myself." Came the response, it was a carefully blank one. There was zero implication in it. "Have it your way." The girl shrugged skipping off ahead of her companion on this walk. The pair were trekking along a half-paved path that they'd come across after disembarking from the ship. They had docked on an abandoned beach out of sight of the main town. For reasons mostly their own they had parked the ship there instead of in the town's own small dock.
Swinging her arms in a relaxed manner as she strolled forward the girl suddenly stopped. Placing a fan of fingers over her lips she grinned mischievously glancing back at him. "Wouldn't be because you wanted to help me carry the supplies back to the ship? Big strong man being of helpful and all." Having trouble stifling her own laughter she tried to gently prod her black haired companion in the ribs. Casually he sidestepped the attempt, "I doubt you'd need my help. Syphalia." He responded once again with a straight face.
But the use of her full name told her he was tired of her good-natured teasing. "Fine then Arlen." Syph responded with an extremely fake pout of her mouth. One that Arlen ignored with ease, he was all too used to this sort of thing. He stayed around her mostly despite this to be honest.
The rest of their walk to town came in relative silence. The sparing comment jousted back and forth between the two when there was something to say but for the most part they simply walked beside each other. Syphalia in a casual outfit of a black tee, shorts, with a large blade slung across her back and Arlen dressed in his usual black and white suit with a rifle hanging loosely in his hands.
Passing through a wooded area they crested a final hill which led them onto the edge of town. The town of Flint had that woodsman-like feel to it. The kind a simple misplaced match could put completely to flame in a moment. A sprawling wooden metropolis home to hundreds at best it formed a large oval ending at its main and only docks.
Syph glanced into the sky, and gauged it to be nearly night due to the growing darkness about them. "Let's just get a room at an inn. We can get back to the ship tomorrow with the supplies." She said to Arlen to which he responded with a nod of agreement.
As they entered the town they seemed to draw eyes immediately. Whispered voices came from all over, voices of those who were likely residents of this relatively small island added an ambient hum to the village. "Think they're talking about us?" Syph asked in an amused whisper. Her companion only grunted in response. To him the answer seemed obvious.
Their passing through the town was brief, a short conversation with an obviously uncomfortable townsperson had given them the location of the inn. It was in the central part of the town. Specifically placed of the corner of the town square not far from the general store, market, town meeting hall and basically all other buildings of interest at Flint Town.
The whispering followed them, or more specifically it was literally everywhere. Syph and Arlen were both aware of this, the low talking which flooded the town. And while both of them walked with weapons sidled Arlen seemed hyper vigilant and Syphalia much more relaxed.
"Guess that's it." Syph gestured to a medium-sized two floored building at the end of the street. It was noticeably larger than most other buildings at the very minimum because it was two floors tall. From where they stood there seemed to a steady flow of people moving about it. Rather busy for this time of the day ... she thought to herself wondering why so many people were out and about so late. The thought however, passed her mind as quickly as it came to her.
"Lets go. Can get dinner and then turn in for the day."