"If you think of any, I ain't hard to find," came the reply.
For the first time during this conversation, Falis took her full attention off Yukari. She looked out across the room, her expression subdued. A week. The bloodsucker sank her teeth into Yukari a week ago and Falis had only found out about the possibility three days ago when she'd been hired. Damnit, they'd been in the same hallway and the bounty hunter still hadn't known. In fact, she'd never even seen the vamp herself, only the girl sitting next to her.
She took the photo of the blue-haired vampire and stared at it for a moment before she clenched it so hard the photo crumpled. Damnit. She grit her teeth for a moment, fighting back the anger, and shoved the photo back in the journal. This one has been feeding on Yukari for a week. The bloodsucker that had gotten Kagura was still out there. Who knew how many more that one had attacked? There was at least one more out there, she knew, and yet she hadn't actually gotten a chance to do anything about them yet. Not until after the fact and then it was almost pointless.
To Falis, it was like a monster had descended upon her kingdom and she was neigh powerless to stop it. This put such a sour taste in her mouth, that she couldn't protect her people.
What? Did she just think of the people trapped in this land of ancient technology her people?
Damnit! Milano had softened her up; she cared too much. It was like you could take the princess out of the kingdom, but you couldn't take the kingdom out of the princess. Ridiculous. She wasn't even the real princess, no matter what everyone said, no matter that she was trapped in this body and had to carry the royal duties out. No matter that Milano practically refused the idea of returning to the royal ranks again. Falis missed the days of being a simple bounty hunter where all she cared about was the money she'd be paid and the chance to fight magical creatures, so she could get strong enough to kill the witch-bitch. And now that she had killed Cecelia, she'd become... a princess that loved the kingdom she served.
Fuck.
"I'm... sorry," Falis said, in a quiet voice that matched her subdued expression. "I should have... I mean, I was just down the hall... damnit, keeping this shit from happening is my job and I..." Fuck.
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For the first time during this conversation, Falis took her full attention off Yukari. She looked out across the room, her expression subdued. A week. The bloodsucker sank her teeth into Yukari a week ago and Falis had only found out about the possibility three days ago when she'd been hired. Damnit, they'd been in the same hallway and the bounty hunter still hadn't known. In fact, she'd never even seen the vamp herself, only the girl sitting next to her.
She took the photo of the blue-haired vampire and stared at it for a moment before she clenched it so hard the photo crumpled. Damnit. She grit her teeth for a moment, fighting back the anger, and shoved the photo back in the journal. This one has been feeding on Yukari for a week. The bloodsucker that had gotten Kagura was still out there. Who knew how many more that one had attacked? There was at least one more out there, she knew, and yet she hadn't actually gotten a chance to do anything about them yet. Not until after the fact and then it was almost pointless.
To Falis, it was like a monster had descended upon her kingdom and she was neigh powerless to stop it. This put such a sour taste in her mouth, that she couldn't protect her people.
What? Did she just think of the people trapped in this land of ancient technology her people?
Damnit! Milano had softened her up; she cared too much. It was like you could take the princess out of the kingdom, but you couldn't take the kingdom out of the princess. Ridiculous. She wasn't even the real princess, no matter what everyone said, no matter that she was trapped in this body and had to carry the royal duties out. No matter that Milano practically refused the idea of returning to the royal ranks again. Falis missed the days of being a simple bounty hunter where all she cared about was the money she'd be paid and the chance to fight magical creatures, so she could get strong enough to kill the witch-bitch. And now that she had killed Cecelia, she'd become... a princess that loved the kingdom she served.
Fuck.
"I'm... sorry," Falis said, in a quiet voice that matched her subdued expression. "I should have... I mean, I was just down the hall... damnit, keeping this shit from happening is my job and I..." Fuck.