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If there was ever a solution to never stopping nightmares, it was to drink yourself to sleep, right? That was Ruby's goal, get so drunk she would wake up days later, finally enjoying a good night's sleep. She picked up her mug from the bar and looked at the mellow looking drink. She sighed, knowing very well that it was a terrible idea, but she just wanted to sleep through one lousy night. 

Ruby looked up from her beer and searched for a spot to sit down. None of them looked inviting, bunch of drunkards. Her red glowing eyes scanned the room, hoping to find a nice looking chair, table or bed... but it was all the same stuff. That was until she spotted the scythe. It was a nice looking one, not as great as hers, but nice all around. If she was going to enjoy someone's company, it had to be someone who had the same taste in weapons.

Not to mention, it seemed it was a girl about her age also. Perfect. Ruby walked over to the table, set her mug down and sat down. She didn't know if she had to ask permission or not, but she was already there. Her crimson eyes looked at Yumi, nodded and then looked away. This place was still strange to her.

Before she had just been told to take some sweets to her sweet grandma. Nothing out of the ordinary. Until she got to grandma's house. If it hadn't been so dark, if she had seen the stains on the walls if she would've ran away as soon as she heard the voice and the growls. She had been too naive. After having every second of her death ingrained in her head forever, she woke up in this strange world. Only to realize there were a lot more like HIM. 

If it weren't for the small group she had formed a band with, she would've probably gone insane already. At least, she found someone like her, even though she looked a bit drunk.

"Nice, scythe. Are you and adventurer?" Ruby said with a tone so relaxed, it felt heavy. "I have one myself, more for slashing and tearing than cutting."