Clara walked back over to Drake and took his arm. Together they walked up the stairs as she led him to his room. They got to the end of the hallway and she opened to door on the left. Inside there was a bed, a nighstand, with a lamp, and a desk with a lamp on it also. Next to the bed was a window that looked out through the city, it was actually a remarkable view. She sat him down on the bed. "Will you be ok?" She asked, worry still in her eyes.
"Because you need help. I wouldn't be able to get on with my day if I knew that I had just left someone who needed help. Especially if I have the power to help them..............oh there's the inn." Clara said as they approached a very small building squished in between to other buildings, the sign above the door said, "White Wing Inn". They walked up the few steps and Clara opened to wooden door. Inside it was more like a bar, there were men everywhere drinking and laughing. On the far wall there was the bar, a door that led to the kitchen, and stairs that led to the rooms. "It's not the most well known inn, but it works." Clara said. Some men smiled at her as she walked by with Drake, others said hello. She was obviously well known. She set Drake down on one of the stools then walked up to the bar tender, and bowed her head, while he gave her a stern glance. "And where were you Clara?" He asked as he glanced at Drake. "I'm terribly sorry Mr. Gib, it's kind of a long story, but this man could use a room." Clara said, her head still bowed. Mr. Gib gave one last look to Clara then at Drake. "For you Clara, but don't make a habit of this, I can't keep giving stray dogs a bed for free." He said, refering to Drake as a stray dog. Clara looked up happily, "Thank you so much sir!" Annabel looked back at the girl. "Oh..um.. yeah I think I passed one on my way here, it's called the White Wing Inn or something.... it's back that way." She said pointing to the street she had just come from.
Clara quickly took a step closer to him when he clutched the wall. "C'mon, I'll take you to the Inn." She said gently grabbing his arm, letting him lean on her for support as they walked down the alley towards the Inn. Before they reached the end of the alleyway she took one last looke behind her at Jane and the others.
"I work at an Inn, you can stay there if you'd like, free of charge, I can pull some stings. It must be a really bad headache....but....what about them?" Clara said looking over at Jane, Ben and Blade. Suddenly Annabel heard someone singing cheerfully, but the words weren't very cheerful, they were really creepy. She looked at the man skipping down the street.
"It's so late, I'm going to get so fired!" Clara said, but then noticed him put his hand to his head. "Are you ok? What's wrong?" Clara asked, her expression showed deep concern, even though she didn't even know the man's name yet.
OOC: Of course your accepted! hahaha the whole gang is back together =D Jane tried to push the scythe down but it wouldn't move. What's going on? Then she heard the sword comming towards her. It was a slow movement but she could barely hear the ringing of the blade as it went through the air. While Blade was distracted by Jane, Ben took his chance to attack. He swung his sword around and then smashed it down towards Blade. Clara nodded to Drake. "Children, no matter what's going on, they are too ignorant to worry about it, their innocence is remarkable. And they always seem to make people smile......Oh my!" Clara said as she just noticed how dark it was outside. She had missed the second part of her shift! Annabell continued to walk towards the fountain silently. She stopped in front of the fountain and watched as the water spewed out of the angels mouth. The glittering of the coins caught her eye. Within the fountain there were hundreds of small coins, not worth very much. It was a wishing fountain. Fingering the change in her pocket she took out a gold coin. Maybe the more worth the coin is, the higher chance you have of your wish coming true. She thought. She took it out, and threw it in the air making her wish. Just then a voice interupted her thinking "Excuse me?" it said. She turned around to face the person, as the coin plopped into the fountain. A girl stood in front of her, it was dark out so she was wondering why someone was out and about, especially a girl. "What can I help you with?" Annabell asked kindly.
Clara looked up at Drake then. She thought of the men who had captured her, who had interrogated her, beaten her violently for no reason, even when she said that she didn't know anything and seemed to enjoy every minute of it, then threw her in the slave camp. She thought of the children who had run around the slave camps happily playing, most of them with horrible scars from being interrogated. Their innocence, they didn't know what was about to happen to them. Then she thought of the small girl who had shown her to the elder man who had helped her. And all of the kind people who had helped her, comforted her and been her friends while she was in the camp. "Humans are savages by nature," Clara started, "But we are also born with innocence, kindness, and laughter." Annabell slowed down her pace as she walked down the street, it was starting to get dark. The crowd that usually was in this street was starting to disperse. The market shops were starting to close up and the moon was coming out. She was headed towards the fountain, in the city square. After the crowd was gone the fountain was the most peaceful spot in the whole city.
Clara looked back at Jane and Benjamin. "So they must have signed a contract, that must be why when the creepy guy threatened the man she dropped her weapon." She watched them fascinated, she had never known about these beings. They had so much power. But people must know about them right? Maybe it's something only in Maderin, I don't recall anything like this back in Towaira. She thought. Then she looked back up at Drake, "Have you signed a contract with someone?" she asked, then she realized how personal that might be, and how rude she was being for asking this stranger all of these questions. "Oh..umm.....I'm sorry....I didn't mean to ask so many questions." Clara looked down feeling embarrassed.
Clara gave him a weary look, looked at his swored, looked back at Drake and then took a small step back. Not really all that afraid, just cautious. "What are derma's?" she asked.
"Derma." She repeated, still watching Jane. Then suddenly she looked up at Drake and at his sword. "Are you a derma?" She was a little bit worried about his answer. Jane and Blade seemed to be very powerful, and dangerous. She didn't really know what a derma was, if they were bad or good, and she was certain that if she was to approach either of them then she would be weary being around a being so powerful that they could probably snap her in two if they wanted to. And she didn't want to be weary around this man.
Clara looked down at the bread basket and nodded. She felt like a little girl who had been caught doing something she shouldn't have. Looking back up at Jane, watching her she asked Drake, "What is she? Is she human?" Just assuming that he would know since he seemed to know more about the situation.
Jane just cracked a small smile. Leaping up into the air she did a small acrobatic twirl and with full force took the butt end of her scythe and smashed it down on top of Blade. Clara watched in amazement at the small girl as she attacked Blade. The girl was smaller than she was, yet so much stronger. She seemed inhuman. She looked down at the bread in her bread basket, and a Blade, then back at Jane. Her little attempt to help had done nothing, she wished she had the girls power, and strength so that she could help.
Sure no problem =D
Oh it's ok, it's a little bit slow right now anyway. Well there's too major things going on, some of my character's, deathsight's characters and...
Clara watched as the bread hit Blade in the head and bounced off. It was then that she suddenly realized what she had just done, now his attention would be on her instead of Jane (who was still bleeding) and Ben.
She saw the surprise in his face when he saw her smiling at him, Had no one ever smiled at him before? Clara could tell that he hadn't seen a lot of kindness, and figured that was probably the reason for his aloofness. No one should have to go through life without kindness. Clara looked down at her lunch basket and riffled through it finding one of the softer peices of bread she had bought, she didn't have a lot of money so most of the bread she bought was really stale. She handed the piece to Drake. Looking down at the bread in her basket she realized how hard most of the pieces were, some weren't even edible. She picked one up and tossed it in her hand, lookind at Blade fighting with Jane and Ben. Tossing it one more time in her hand before she chucked it at his head (not realizing that he was a derma and it probably wouldn't hurt him).
"Then maybe you should try again. I'm sure not everyone will betray you." She said looking up at him with a kind smile.
Jane just smiled, and pulled on the ribbons. They appeared from thin air and tightened around Blade, even though there were only two it was still powerful, putting a lot of pressure onto Blade, trying to force him to the ground. Clara thought of the old man that helped her escape the slave camps, "You're wrong, there are many good people in this world, all you have to do is open your eyes to see the goodness in people."
Ben tried to push him back but he wasn't strong enough against a derma. Jane sewed a ribbon into the ground, then jumped and twirled over Blade and sewed another one in the ground on the other side of him. Ben saw what she was doing and was surprised that she was taking this battle this far, she must really find Blade a difficult enemy.
"But you would if you were payed?" She asked quietly, almost in a whisper, and she regreted saying it afterwards.
