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[h3][color=Chocolate]~Chieko Okawa~[/color][/h3][/center]
Main Road
Death count: 1
Reset Count: 4
[@Crusader Lord][@FamishedPants]
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Chieko's eyes widened slightly at Alistair's question. Of course he'd ask why Aerith left...but it wasn't her place to answer, was it? She looked over to Aerith, but quickly turned her gaze back to the street. No, no it wasn't. Instead she focused on what Alistair had asked. He seemed to want to help as well. Was it a good idea? She was fine with possibly one other person helping, and if she was to be honest...Alistair would probably be better here. Aerith...well...

[color=Chocolate]"B-bwhu?"[/color] The rather sudden appearance of Odessa caught Chieko off guard, causing her to reflexively step backwards and take a defensive stance. What...what was that? [color=Chocolate]"I don't know what your acquaintance is, but tell her to make sense when speaking."[/color] What she did understand though, was that something was off about Aerith, but she didn't have time to contemplate that.

[color=Chocolate]"Fine, this Hero will accept all the help you are offering."[/color] Chieko replied. [color=Chocolate]"But we should get moving. The more we stand still the more evil schemers move forward."[/color] Chieko began walking in the direction of the Vertti residence, letting the two of them decide what they would want to do from here. She'd discuss what she was doing on the way if they followed.


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[h3][color=slategray]Mie Yukima[/color][/h3][/center]
[@Tenma Tendo][@BrokenPromise][@Zelosse]
Golden Quarter
Deaths: N/A
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Haha.

As the giant sat, Mie took a seat of her own nearby on a table. Leaning back slightly, one hand pulled out a bowl sitting on a nearby shelf. The other, pulled out a jug of strong smelling Alcohol. Likely some stuff from Kararagi.

[color=slategray]"I'm surprised you think anyone would take you seriously, vomit hair."[/color] Mie laughed in a good natured manner as she poured some alcohol into the bowl. [color=slategray]"You look like a jester exploded all over the carcass of a rabid mutt."[/color] She finished pouring the drink, setting the jug on the counter and handling the bowl from the bottom, lifting it to her lips. Turning her head up, she took a long drink of the beverage, before reclining back lightly, fixing the large man with a relaxed, playful smile.

[color=slategray]"But yes, mistress Vertti."[/color] Mie replied with a light chuckle. [color=slategray]"A saint isn't she? And a longtime customer of yours truly, fufu. Most people do indeed like her. The little rabbit certainly does. Who can blame him? Her massive...intellect and money would make any poor little rabbit swoon."[/color] She took another sip of the drink, her other hand reaching behind her head, seemingly scratching it lightly. 
[color=slategray]"...and I absolutely hate it."[/color]

[i]plunk[/i]

With one swift, careless motion she brought her hand to rest on her knee. Something whizzed by the giants head, embedding itself into the far wall of the wagon. A throwing knife. The fox sat the bowl carelessly on the table. The playful and amused tone had vanished, and had been replaced with a deep scowl.

[color=slategray]"Don't even joke about love, you rotting skinned bastard."[/color] The fox's tail swished back and forth in irritation.  [color=slategray]"Love? I don't have the capacity for it. If I could I'd kill her right in front of Grisaia and watch the little rabbit die of shock. I bet the look on his face would be priceless. In fact I'd do it over and over and over again if I could. Just to torture the poor little rabbit."[/color] Why was he here though? Had they not smoothed things over? Or did he simply not care for their explanations? Bah, it didn't matter. [color=slategray]"...unfortunately someone ratted me out. I don't know who. Not only did Vertti go into hiding, she knew it was me coming for her. That'll make it harder...but not impossible."[/color]