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Akita made her way through the streets of Loguetown, keeping her head low. "Sorry, Dad, I'm breaking two Loguetown rules right now. I think Mom would be proud though. Wherever you guys are."
She looked through the windows of stores as she passed them, interested by all of the different supplies they offered. Assuming the material for ships were by the docks, Akita headed there first. Before she could reach the docks, she spotted the weapons store from earlier. She knew how many berries she had on her and roughly how much it would take to make ship repairs. That left her with a little bit of spending money. Akita smiled and headed straight into the shop.
The young pirate was greatly impressed by the craftsmanship of every weapon in the store. She pulled a sword out of the bargain barrel.
"Excuse me miss," a voice gently called from behind.
Akita nearly jumped out of her skin as she spun around, sword in hand. "Whoa! You know it's not polite to sneak up on a lady!" She lowered the sword.
The old man chuckled softly. "I'm sorry about that, missy. I see you are fond of the sword."
Akita lifted the sword and held it straight out, admiring it. "No, I'm really not a swordswoman- well, I know how to use one, but I'm not amazing or anything. This sword is incredible and it's a cheap one! Do you know who made these?"
"Well I did with my own hands. In fact I made everything you see in the store. Go ahead and take a look around- I know we have something here for everyone."
"We?"
"Mhmm!" the old man said and pointed to a picture on the front desk. It was a drawing of a beautiful woman- except the incredibly large and bulbous nose- surrounded by candles. "That's good ol' Iris. She's the love of my life."
"Oh. I'm sorry for your loss, mister."
"Don't be sorry, missy." He walked around her, looking her up and down, "You said you weren't a swordswoman, eh? What are you?"
Akita replied with a proud smile on her face, "I'm a shield bearer! I've never met a better one around!"
The old man's eyes brightened, "A shield bearer? Not many of those stop by. I'll show you what I've got."
He led Akita through the store until they reached a dusty trunk. "I keep a couple out for display," he explained, "But my finest work is in here." The man pulled out several gorgeous bucklers.
Akita's eyes widened as she looked at the selection. "Gee, I've never seen anything like them!" Quickly, Akita was drawn by a dark wooden shield. Its edges were plated with wood and an "X"-shaped cross of metal protected the front. The leather straps were smooth to the touch. "I need this shield. How many berries?"
"10 million."
"What? That's outrageous!"
"That's the price for good craftmanship, missy."
Akita grumbled and looked into the chest. She saw something at the very bottom and pulled it out. "Hey, a coat! I've been needing a new one!" She slipped it over her shoulders, it was a perfect fit. "How much for this one? Please don't say another 10 million."
"No!" the old man shouted. "You can't have that, it's not for sale!"
"Oh, I-I'm sorry! Is it important to you?" Akita asked, starting to remove the coat.
"No, it's not that, it's a cursed coat!"
Akita let out a loud laugh, "A cursed coat? Then it's even better! I have to take it!"
"Child, you don't know what you're saying, that coat-"
"This coat is nice!" she said, readjusting it over her shoulders. "How much do I owe ya?"
"Okay, okay, take it! I don't care! Just don't try coming back here to give it back!" the old man took Akita to the front counter. "It'll be 10 million berries. I won't charge you for the coat, get it out of here, quickly!"
Akita dropped a sack of berries onto the front desk and waved the old man off, "Thank you so much! Have a great day!"
The old man shook his head, "That girl is going to get herself killed!" He began to count out the berries. His eyes grew wide, "Hey! This is only 10 thousand berries! Thief! Thief!"
The old man was thwacked on the back of his head by a beautiful old woman with a rather large, bulbous nose. "You didn't count the money before she left! What's wrong with you?"
Akita strolled down the street, new coat buttoned up, shield on her arm. Finally, things felt like they were going right!
She looked through the windows of stores as she passed them, interested by all of the different supplies they offered. Assuming the material for ships were by the docks, Akita headed there first. Before she could reach the docks, she spotted the weapons store from earlier. She knew how many berries she had on her and roughly how much it would take to make ship repairs. That left her with a little bit of spending money. Akita smiled and headed straight into the shop.
The young pirate was greatly impressed by the craftsmanship of every weapon in the store. She pulled a sword out of the bargain barrel.
"Excuse me miss," a voice gently called from behind.
Akita nearly jumped out of her skin as she spun around, sword in hand. "Whoa! You know it's not polite to sneak up on a lady!" She lowered the sword.
The old man chuckled softly. "I'm sorry about that, missy. I see you are fond of the sword."
Akita lifted the sword and held it straight out, admiring it. "No, I'm really not a swordswoman- well, I know how to use one, but I'm not amazing or anything. This sword is incredible and it's a cheap one! Do you know who made these?"
"Well I did with my own hands. In fact I made everything you see in the store. Go ahead and take a look around- I know we have something here for everyone."
"We?"
"Mhmm!" the old man said and pointed to a picture on the front desk. It was a drawing of a beautiful woman- except the incredibly large and bulbous nose- surrounded by candles. "That's good ol' Iris. She's the love of my life."
"Oh. I'm sorry for your loss, mister."
"Don't be sorry, missy." He walked around her, looking her up and down, "You said you weren't a swordswoman, eh? What are you?"
Akita replied with a proud smile on her face, "I'm a shield bearer! I've never met a better one around!"
The old man's eyes brightened, "A shield bearer? Not many of those stop by. I'll show you what I've got."
He led Akita through the store until they reached a dusty trunk. "I keep a couple out for display," he explained, "But my finest work is in here." The man pulled out several gorgeous bucklers.
Akita's eyes widened as she looked at the selection. "Gee, I've never seen anything like them!" Quickly, Akita was drawn by a dark wooden shield. Its edges were plated with wood and an "X"-shaped cross of metal protected the front. The leather straps were smooth to the touch. "I need this shield. How many berries?"
"10 million."
"What? That's outrageous!"
"That's the price for good craftmanship, missy."
Akita grumbled and looked into the chest. She saw something at the very bottom and pulled it out. "Hey, a coat! I've been needing a new one!" She slipped it over her shoulders, it was a perfect fit. "How much for this one? Please don't say another 10 million."
"No!" the old man shouted. "You can't have that, it's not for sale!"
"Oh, I-I'm sorry! Is it important to you?" Akita asked, starting to remove the coat.
"No, it's not that, it's a cursed coat!"
Akita let out a loud laugh, "A cursed coat? Then it's even better! I have to take it!"
"Child, you don't know what you're saying, that coat-"
"This coat is nice!" she said, readjusting it over her shoulders. "How much do I owe ya?"
"Okay, okay, take it! I don't care! Just don't try coming back here to give it back!" the old man took Akita to the front counter. "It'll be 10 million berries. I won't charge you for the coat, get it out of here, quickly!"
Akita dropped a sack of berries onto the front desk and waved the old man off, "Thank you so much! Have a great day!"
The old man shook his head, "That girl is going to get herself killed!" He began to count out the berries. His eyes grew wide, "Hey! This is only 10 thousand berries! Thief! Thief!"
The old man was thwacked on the back of his head by a beautiful old woman with a rather large, bulbous nose. "You didn't count the money before she left! What's wrong with you?"
Akita strolled down the street, new coat buttoned up, shield on her arm. Finally, things felt like they were going right!
Ally blinked. Hard.
Here's my Red Star! Rhema13 invited me. :) I'll make more characters soon!
"Um, may I have some water please?" Alicia asked. Although she much rathered to drown her sorrows in some sort of strong liquor, Alicia was still a bit under the legal drinking age. Not only that, but she figured water would help her out much more than any other substance could.
She looked over to the white couch. It looked like a pillow and she wondered if it felt like one too. The house seemed so empty and lonely, despite all of its beauty. Maybe this was why Juliette wasn't so excited about living here. Alicia made her way to the couch and took a tentative seat. She didn't want to be rude, but figured Juliette might be happy to see her warming up to the place quickly even if she wasn't. The couch was as soft as it appeared. The somewhat persistent pain in her back seemed to melt away into the fabric.
"I can't believe he's gone," Alicia murmured. She struggled grasping the concept that her younger brother was dead. After all the time and energy she spent trying to keep him alive and happy, he died anyway. She got nothing in return except for exhaustion and painful memories.
She looked over to the white couch. It looked like a pillow and she wondered if it felt like one too. The house seemed so empty and lonely, despite all of its beauty. Maybe this was why Juliette wasn't so excited about living here. Alicia made her way to the couch and took a tentative seat. She didn't want to be rude, but figured Juliette might be happy to see her warming up to the place quickly even if she wasn't. The couch was as soft as it appeared. The somewhat persistent pain in her back seemed to melt away into the fabric.
"I can't believe he's gone," Alicia murmured. She struggled grasping the concept that her younger brother was dead. After all the time and energy she spent trying to keep him alive and happy, he died anyway. She got nothing in return except for exhaustion and painful memories.
Alicia decided to steer clear of any more remarks of Juliette living in the house. Maybe Juliette didn't realize how lucky she was to have a place like this. Alicia shrugged it off. She was now a guest and didn't want to be rude.
The interaction between Juliette and her maid was interesting. Alicia never thought Juliette would have additional assistants other than Katherine. But now that she saw the size of the house she understood. As beautiful as it was it would be difficult for one person to clean in a day, let alone to be able to maintain such a high level of cleanliness.
"Oh, thank you," Alicia said and took off her own coat. She didn't enjoy the pampering, it made her feel guilty. She handed her coat to Katherine and repeated her thanks. She looked around the house again. It was so gorgeous. She wished Jake was there to see it. For a second she considered going home to get him, but remembered. The excitement on her face faded into sadness once more.
The interaction between Juliette and her maid was interesting. Alicia never thought Juliette would have additional assistants other than Katherine. But now that she saw the size of the house she understood. As beautiful as it was it would be difficult for one person to clean in a day, let alone to be able to maintain such a high level of cleanliness.
"Oh, thank you," Alicia said and took off her own coat. She didn't enjoy the pampering, it made her feel guilty. She handed her coat to Katherine and repeated her thanks. She looked around the house again. It was so gorgeous. She wished Jake was there to see it. For a second she considered going home to get him, but remembered. The excitement on her face faded into sadness once more.
"Thanks, I don't think I'll need anything," Alicia said, allowing herself to be led to the front door. Of course she would need some essentials from her home eventually such as clothes, but that was the least of her concerns. She wanted to detach herself from the place Jake was confined in for the last months of his life.
Alicia liked the soft touch on her back much more than the other personal touches. It made her feel comfortable. The touch wasn't so intimate as it was friendly and Alicia always appreciated that regardless of her affection towards Juliette. "It must be great living here, huh?"
Alicia liked the soft touch on her back much more than the other personal touches. It made her feel comfortable. The touch wasn't so intimate as it was friendly and Alicia always appreciated that regardless of her affection towards Juliette. "It must be great living here, huh?"
"Thank you," Alicia repeated for what felt like the millionth time. They pulled into the gated community. The young woman was shocked by the beauty of the place. While her apartment wasn't the worst in the community, it didn't compare to this. Each home looked new and kept, each garden bright and trimmed, each car shiny and high tech. She sighed and secretly hoped to have this one day for herself.
Alicia looked over at Juliette and smiled. She couldn't figure out why Juliette did so many wonderful things for Jake and she especially couldn't figure out why she did so many wonderful things for her. Alicia had nothing to offer to Juliette except friendship and... possibly something more personal than friendship. Alicia's thoughts wondered. From the moment Juliette showed her extreme kindness at the restaurant Alicia fell for her. It wasn't even because Juliette was a world famous model- something Alicia didn't realize until after a few meetings- it was because of her sympathy and friendliness. At times she wondered if Juliette felt the same way, even a little bit. Why else would she be so kind? Then again, Alicia would never have the courage to reveal her feelings.
After a few moments, the car pulled to a stop and Alicia realized she had been staring at Juliette. She had zoned out while thinking and her gaze just so happened to rest onto Juliette. Even without the abilities of an angel, anyone could read Alicia's emotions. She was the definition of an open book and was completely unaware.
Katherine opened up the door and Alicia quickly stepped out. She wasn't used to anyone catering to her. The simple gesture made her uncomfortable. "Um, thank you, uh, Katherine."
They were at the driveway of the house and Alicia was in awe. Although it was simplier than the other houses, it was much more than she had ever in person so close. She had driven by nice communities, dreaming with her brother that one day they would live in one. Other than that, this was her first time being at the doorstep of such a beautiful house.
Alicia looked over at Juliette and smiled. She couldn't figure out why Juliette did so many wonderful things for Jake and she especially couldn't figure out why she did so many wonderful things for her. Alicia had nothing to offer to Juliette except friendship and... possibly something more personal than friendship. Alicia's thoughts wondered. From the moment Juliette showed her extreme kindness at the restaurant Alicia fell for her. It wasn't even because Juliette was a world famous model- something Alicia didn't realize until after a few meetings- it was because of her sympathy and friendliness. At times she wondered if Juliette felt the same way, even a little bit. Why else would she be so kind? Then again, Alicia would never have the courage to reveal her feelings.
After a few moments, the car pulled to a stop and Alicia realized she had been staring at Juliette. She had zoned out while thinking and her gaze just so happened to rest onto Juliette. Even without the abilities of an angel, anyone could read Alicia's emotions. She was the definition of an open book and was completely unaware.
Katherine opened up the door and Alicia quickly stepped out. She wasn't used to anyone catering to her. The simple gesture made her uncomfortable. "Um, thank you, uh, Katherine."
They were at the driveway of the house and Alicia was in awe. Although it was simplier than the other houses, it was much more than she had ever in person so close. She had driven by nice communities, dreaming with her brother that one day they would live in one. Other than that, this was her first time being at the doorstep of such a beautiful house.
Juliette's touch felt healing to Alicia. Her pain seemed to melt away. Alicia figured Juliette's support gave her the mental strength to ignore her pain. She had no idea that Juliette had the ability to take pain away from another.
Alicia sat up straighter when Juliette explained her intentions. "To your house?" she repeated, shocked, "I haven't been there before." Alicia wasn't even sure if it was appropriate to be in Juliette's house. Sure they were friends, but Juliette probably lived in some huge mansion. Did she belong there? What if she accidentally broke something? Or dirtied furniture? Then again, she knew she wasn't going to be able to go home, at least not yet.
Alicia sat up straighter when Juliette explained her intentions. "To your house?" she repeated, shocked, "I haven't been there before." Alicia wasn't even sure if it was appropriate to be in Juliette's house. Sure they were friends, but Juliette probably lived in some huge mansion. Did she belong there? What if she accidentally broke something? Or dirtied furniture? Then again, she knew she wasn't going to be able to go home, at least not yet.
"Uh, kind of," Alicia replied, trying to stretch out her back in the seat. She began to shake her head slightly as she thought back on her brother. She struggles to believe he was actually gone. Part of her thought that when she got home she would see Jake lying in his bed. She knew better than this, but couldn't help but imagine. She wanted Jake to be home and safe, but he wasn't. "I don't know if I can go home," Alicia told Juliette in all honesty. She brought her hands up to her temples and tried to massage the sadness and stress away. Still unaware their destination was Juliette's home, Alicia tried to prepare herself to go to a home without Jake.
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