LUCETI: .eight. [Voice/Action Post]

[gustofwinddance]

[Having been fortunate enough to avoid the hunter thus far, Albert is not wanting to press his luck when he finally does venture out--he's armed with his lance, he has his dragoon spirit around his neck, though more for the comfort the stone brings than any power he'd get from it in its semi-dormant state, and he's wearing his usual armor under his

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[corrinesbell]

Albert! ...Stay where you are, I'll get there in a few minutes.

[gustofwinddance]

He is likely still outside. Please don't put yourself in danger on my account...

[corrinesbell]

I'll be careful. Do you know which building you're in?

[gustofwinddance]

[A pause, as if he's deciding whether or not he actually is going to tell her...and then realizing that if he didn't, she'd probably just check every building until she did find him.]

...the clothing store, I believe.

[corrinesbell]

Okay.

[She will wait until she's reasonably certain the hunter's gone before leaving the clinic and running to the clothing store, though.]

[gustofwinddance]

[Albert isn't going anywhere. Hopefully the hunter has a short attention span, Albert's shoulder isn't happy about that arrow. He knows better than to pull it out though.]

[corrinesbell]

[Eventually she comes running into the otherwise deserted clothing store.]

...You know the snow trick too, huh? I recognize the way it looked out there.

[gustofwinddance]

Considering I lack the speed that would be necessary to outrun the man, and the strength to fight that which is invincible...it seemed the only choice was distraction and concealment.

You didn't run into him, did you?

[Yes, he is worried. Very worried.]

[corrinesbell]

Nope. ...I do know better than to walk into a trap.

[The arrow in his shoulder has her worried, too.]

...That all he did to you? Or is there more?

[gustofwinddance]

I don't doubt that, certainly...besides, he seems not quite the type for traps.

This is all.

[corrinesbell]

...Then you got off easy.

You okay to walk somewhere? Not a lot we can do about it in here.

[gustofwinddance]

If I had tried to fight instead, I doubt that would be the case.

Yes, I can walk.

[corrinesbell]

Okay. ...Clinic's probably closer, and it's more convenient, anyway.

...If he does show up again...just run. I can make a distraction.

[gustofwinddance]

Alright.

[And like hell he'd run and leave Sheena there, but he's not going to say that.]

[corrinesbell]

Hmm. [She heads for the door and opens it cautiously, looking around and listening before deciding to go anywhere.]

[[ooc: And now the question is, does the hunter show himself again?]]

[gustofwinddance]

[Albert follows behind, holding onto his lance with a grip so tight his knuckles turn white]

[[ooc: If you want him to! \o/]]