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I suppose this worked out then because I was busy there for a while too. xD I'm back now though! c:
Though his words eager and 'friendly', Eden couldn't help but feel like they were very misleading. She doubted this was the greeting she would have normally gotten from him and it just made her wonder all the more what was wrong. Her gaze studied him for a moment, as if trying to decode the puzzle in front of her.

"Ah... Just a glass of water... I have to drive home from here..." she answered him hesitantly. Her expression changed from one of uneasiness and confusion into one of sternness and concern. "Are you ok? Did something happen..?" she asked him, hoping he'd give an explanation for how he was acting.

He had been the same person she had remembered from the past. There was very little change except for being troubled by the recent actions of their other friends but that was understandable. It made her ponder why it felt like she was talking to a stranger right now. He was the same Donovan... Or at least, he was suppose to be.
Yeah sorry! I was really busy these last few days and whenever I had the chance to reply I was always super tired. I'm back now though. c:
Eden walked into The Malt seeming rather out of place. The heavy atmosphere made her feel uncomfortable the moment she stepped through the door. The people who stayed at the bar were very few and they seemed rather flighty. It made her unease and her usual cheerful look had dulled. It wasn't long before she realized that the reason for this was Donovan.

It felt like she was meeting a stranger and it quickly reminded her of the stories told by the others. She cringed slightly at the thought of it all being true and not a misunderstanding. Slowly she walked up to him and managed to give a cheerful smile despite her discomfort. "Hey Don." she greeted him as she slipped onto a bar stool. "I see what you mean about business being slow." She added in, sweeping her gaze over the few people there.

They stared over at her in amazement, likely thinking her to be rather brave to approach this man so casually. However, they didn't look for longer and no one dared to approach her for the fear of angering Donovan. She even caught the eye of a man who gave her a sympathetic look before taking a long drink from his mug.
Once Crow had knocked the sword away, Penelope took the opportunity to grab the dagger from her boot and quickly stood up, taking a rather defensive stance. She eyed the dagger Crow wielded with narrow eyes. In a better situation she would have taken the time to punish him for taking it from the wagon.... But instead she remained silent and didn't bother with a cold look. He had aided her after all.

She followed their gaze out into the forest. Was that movement she had spotted in the distance? Penelope turned to look at Crow. "You're right. Let's go." she said in a very curt manner. For a brief moment her gaze lingered on the fallen sword. She could have felt safer wielding it rather than the pitiful dagger she held but there was no time to be lugging it around.

Penelope hurried out of the clearing in the direction from which they had came. A thought suddenly occurred to her that not only could Crow try to run off but she was technically suppose to be guarding him as well. It was her duty as a knight. Letting out an annoyed puff of air she slowed her pace enough to fall back behind him. "Keep going. If they manage to catch up to us, I need to be the one fighting." she told him, glancing over her shoulder as the sound of footsteps other then theirs could be heard.
No problem. :3
It's up to you if she is alone or not. I can work with both ways and it's only pointed at Penelope for now.
Penelope side glanced at him and a gave a faint smirk. "Well.. It's certainly not our faults you made a poor career choice." Her voice was more teasing than cold for once. She seemed content for the time being as she sat there.

But it was very short lived. There was a distinct sound of the snapping of a twig that made Penelope become more tense. Part of her had expected it to be William and she looked around for the older knight. However, she quickly learned that it was not him that made the noise as the silence dragged out. She gave Crow a serious look, trying to tell him to remain silent. Another noise soon was heard and it sounded closer. They had been followed.

Penelope's hand darted towards the dagger in her boot only to stop half way. She wouldn't be able to fight properly if she remained chained to Crow. With a frustrated look she changed course and instead pulled out the key. Her movements were swift as she plugged in the key and unlocked the chains on their wrists. She barely moved to grab the dagger in her boot when she felt the icey touch of metal against her neck. She had been too slow.

"A knight without her sword is about as useful as a thief with no hands." came the cruel voice of her attacker. It was a woman with light blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Upon closer inspection, one could guess that she was of the noble class, despite wearing commoner clothing. Her hands looked delicate and oblivious to the hardships of manual labor. She wielded the sword with some skill though.

Penelope figured that this woman had been planning to attack them on their trip back to the inn, likely having some respect for their current surroundings. However, she was driven to attack sooner once the female knight had realized that they were being followed.
Penelope followed him into the small clearing. She eyed it looking rather intrigued, if not amazed, with their new surroundings. Even she had to admit that the sight was something to behold. Her gaze then turned to Crow, giving him a rather questioning look.

She hesitated before moving to sit down next to him. She pulled her knees up to her chest and leaned her head lightly against her legs. It wasn't that the position was more comfortable but she did have better access to the dagger in her boot. Despite the situation, she was still planning for the worst. Penelope turned to look at the pond once more. The glow of the water relfected very faintly on to them.

"Yeah.." She mumbled as he explained his reasoning for coming here. "Not a bad place to come in the dead of night I suppose."

Penelope bit her lip slightly before speaking again. "... Crow, right?" she asked after a hint of reluctance to address him by his name. She wasn't sure why she even bothered to do so. So far she had only referred to him as thief or other insults. Penelope would likely use the reasoning that it was due to the time and not being fully awake quite yet.
Penelope opened her mouth slightly to give a retort to his comment before he suddenly decided that he had a place in mind. As he tugged the chain, she stumbled a bit but quickly gained her balance back as she was now following him. She was rather curious as to where exactly he had in mind. Typical. Penelope could help but think this as she noticed him looking into the rooms. He was a thief first and foremost, she supposed.

Once he asked her about her reasoning for coming out, she found herself rather embarassed. So much so that she let his playful swinging get by without any comment or annoyed look. A knight being shaken by some nightmare. The sound of it was just demeaning. Her cheeks turned a tad pink as this realization hit her. "No real reason... Just couldn't sleep very well is all." she lied, looking off to the side.

She hoped to evade the subject and instead looked ahead to where he was leading her. "Anyways, exactly where are we headed?" she now demanded giving him a very critizing look as she attempted to change the topic. "You better not be an idiot and get us lost." She added, making it almost sound like a threat.
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