[color=#00B300][h3]Vent/Anne[/h3][/color]
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[b]”I’m really sorry sir but this town isn’t full of the nicest guys in the world. It’s only natural to react the way I did. I was lucky you came when you did else my blood may have well be a new paint around here. I knew I shouldn’t have tried to get money here on the island, the Red Banners were sure to take notice if I did. Oh shite! We should really go, before a Red Banner gets here and notices the trouble you caused.”[/b] Anne said as she held her hand out for Vent to use as support. The man was shaky on his legs and almost fell over once he was standing but he was glad for the help the woman had offered him. Vent stood almost a full foot taller than the girl and thus was essentially just using the walls and railings as support since he probably would of knocked her over he tried to use her for support. The pair met the first gate which was free of guards and meant that they would have to pay a toll to get back through. 

Vent had recovered to perfect health by the time he was halfway down the small, natural bridge which connected the mainland to the island. [b]”So, uh… what were you doing in that part of town if you knew it was dangerous? Well that should be obvious really, you needed the money for food. Oh don’t act like I didn’t notice, I’ve spent plenty of time like that back at Cordal with my family so I know how it feels.”[/b] Vent told Anne as they walked across the rock bridge. He finished the statement by putting his hand on his own stomach. The boat he was on didn’t have much food to offer him and his coin wasn’t enough to buy more rations off another poor sap. But, the pair were approaching the slums outside Rockvale and there was certain to be a place the pair could get some affordable food from. 

Vent was waiting for Anne to respond when turned his view downwards and saw the blood which had caked into Anne’s hair form when the men tossed her to the side. He held his tongue for a little while but couldn’t just leave it alone. [b]”Uh, you’ve got a bit of blood from when those bastards threw you aside on your head. We should probably take care of that with some water and a rag. Well, I guess I’ll take care of it since you wouldn’t of… well I guess your injuries would have been worse if I didn’t arrive but I still want to take care of it for you if you’ll allow me.”[/b] Vent as he walked alongside Anne as they almost reached the second gate to the slums. Anne stopped almost immediately as Vent finished his statement and he wouldn’t have noticed it wasn’t for the fact that he had been listening for any other footsteps.

[b]”Are… are you serious? You don’t even fucking know me! How can you so willing take care of someone like me! I’m just another slum rat that nobody should notice yet you act like I’m the center of the world! How can you care?”[/b] Anne screamed at Vent in pure rage. The young man had barely known the girl for ten minutes but he already was caring for her. Vent stood almost completely still with his back to the girl before he let out a high pitched whistle. The sound of a sharp chirp could be heard from somewhere above as a small, red bird descended from the clouds above and landed on Vent’s shoulder.

[b]”This is Callie… she’s been with my family for as long as we could remember. She has no real family that we know of and we’ve been caring for her since my Father found her. She’s quite like you actually. I can tell you know, you’ve never known a family and that is why you reacted in anger towards me. Honestly, I would care for everyone in this entire town if I had the money simply because of how they are treated. But you, you were attacked and yet injured when I defended you. It simply isn’t acceptable to walk away.”[/b] Vent said as he turned around. He grabbed Anne by her shoulders as he finished and gave her a sort-of-awkward hug. He walked forward, confident now that Anne would follow him even if she was unsure about him. The pair walked into a small tavern which smelled of piss and rotten wood and sat a table. Vent asked for a cup of water and a rag as well as two pieces of bread and waited till the items arrived.

[b]”Let me… repay you the only way I know how sir. By song.”[/b] Anne said as she pulled her wooden flute out from her simple dress. She started to play [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1XBH2ENImTc]a flute melody[/url] as Vent’s ordered items arrived and he took care of her. The man barely touched his bread and instead pushed more than half of his own piece to Anne as she played. For the first time in his life, Vent’s face betrayed his emotions as stray tears fell down his face. He, of course, wiped them off and smiled away at the song the woman was playing.