It's not over [Open, Active]

[timestealer]

Character(s): Kid, anyone nearby
Content: Kid's arrival in Paixao
Setting: Joutenheim gate
Time: Early afternoon
Warnings: None, yet.

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[dyingdidwell]

Daniel had not been in Paixao very long. In fact, he had just arrived that morning. Most of his time, however, had been spent inspecting the curious device he had received at the gate, much rather than exploring the new land. And even after his thorough investigation of journal, in the end, he had discovered nothing. ... Well, aside from its ability to occasionally reply to the messages he left in it. He was suspicious of its enchantment, but predicted it would be of both great use and value. Most enchanted things were, especially when in his posession

[timestealer]

Kid, having heard the peculiar sounds of movement, whirled around. Her eyes widened at the sigh of the creature before her and her dagger found itself in her hands in a flash, ready to stab or slash or be thrown at barely a moment's notice. "Th' bleedin' hell is this?" Kid demanded, eyes narrowed at the skeleton. Was this Hell after all?

Then she realized that the tone of the creature's voice sounded apologetic. Choosing to gamble on that, but without sheathing her dagger, Kid nodded cautiously, taking a less offensive stance. "S'alright, mate," she said, tossing her head. "No harm done."

Hopefully, she was right and the thing didn't want to eat her.

[OOC: It's perfectly fine! ♥]

[dyingdidwell]

Eat her? Daniel? Of all the ridiculous concepts, what on earth drove her to decide upon that one? Please. Exactly how was he to eat her when he had no mouth? Though, he could always grind her bones, boiler her skin, and make a lovely stew that he might be able to drink... But that didn't sound all that appealing. Actually, such a thought would have undoubtedly made Dan's stomach feel queasy. And besides that, the flesh of the living held no interest to him, all he was concerned about was the undead who threatened him or the lives of others

[timestealer]

Kid had faced dead things before, back home; things that squirmed and crawled with gaping jaws and grasping claws, seeking to devour her and her friends. Then again, one of Kid's traveling companions had been a skeletal clown, and a rather sweet-tempered one at that. Remembering this, and seeing that the skeleton seemed to mean her no harm, Kid sheathed her dagger and gave him a nod.

She had to strain to understand him, however, and so it took her w while to respond while she deciphered what he was trying to say. "No," she answered at last, "I'm from elsewhere." She hadn't noticed anyone else with her way of speaking walking around, either - not that this was unusual.

"Zarok?" Kid looked confused, and gave a careless shrug. "Never heard of 'im, mate."

[dyingdidwell]

So she really could understand him! It may have taken some time for the girl to do so, but none the less, she knew what he had said. Daniel could have hugged the girl out of happiness. After the great deal of difficulty the gate guard had caused him after he had spoken with -er, tried to speak with him, this was pleasant change. He smiled down at the girl and nodded.

Even if she truly was from another kingdom, the fact that Zarok's name was unknown to her was settling. The sky was still a brilliant blue, the statues surrounding them stood lifeless, and all the dead appeared to remain resting in their graves. That was all he needed to see to know that there were definitely no signs of the sorcerers handiwork here. Well, except for him. But he considered himself an exception in this case.

"That's great," he replied, pausing for only a moment in thought. "Thank you. Did you just arrive here too?" Perhaps they could help each other out.

[timestealer]

Given the several - and distinct - accents that could be found in Kid's world, it was no surprise that the thief could understand the other, even if it did take her a little time to do so. Kid gave a cheery smile at the apparent grin on the undead knight's face; he didn't seem interested in eating her, so why not?

The blonde girl tilted her head, taking a few moments to work out the other's speech. "Yer welcome, mate," she responded. "I just got in, too - thought I was dead." Then again, Kid realized, she still might be.

[dyingdidwell]

"You?" Daniel ask in disbelief. "Why? You look very lively to me, you couldn't be dead. Believe me, I know the dead."

How could she ever confuse herself dead was a complete and utter mystery to Dan. She was certainly among the living, he was willing to bet at least ten pieces of gold on it. After spending such a great amount of time with the dead... Undead, rather. But still dead in a sense, he knew the difference well. She showed little sign of possession either, which left that possibility out as well. The knight could only stare at the girl blankly, baffled by such a belief. At least until worry began set in.

There wasn't some new type of dead he was unfamiliar with, was there? If so, how many other types was he unaware of?

[timestealer]

Kid bit her lip, looking doubtful - but she thought that one of the obviously dead would be able to tell. "I was stabbed, y'see," she began, gesturing to her stomach, "right here. And I passed out, of course, but when I woke up, the wound was gone an' I found meself in this place." She shook her head, braid snapping a little, and didn't mention all the times she had woken up with her wounds completely gone; it was a more serious wound than the others, after all.

But this did seem like a strange place, and Kid hadn't known how she had gotten here. Was she taken here by (and Kid's fists clenched at the thought of it) Lynx, somehow?

[dyingdidwell]

Listening intently to Kid as she described her dilemma, as well as her reasoning behind such a assumption as being dead, he leaned down curiously to inspect where she claimed to of been wounded. But he found little trace of blood, nor scars. He imagined her shirt would have been torn if she had truly stabbed, and from the sounds of it, she certainly had not had time to change her wardrobe before arriving in Paixao.

Straightening out, he tapped his skull thoughtfully. "Maybe someone cured you while you were out? Or maybe it was a dream?"

It was a shame Death was not here, he would easily know whether the young girl was dead or not. He never forgot a corpse, or the events that lead to their death. Dan hoped he would find him in the strange city, his advice was incredibly helpful.

"If I meet Death again I can ask him for you." The skeleton continued. "He would know if you were really dead."

[timestealer]

Kid stepped back a bit, annoyed by the other's sudden closeness. Her shirt always revealed her stomach, anyway, but as there was obviously neither blood nor scar, there wasn't a need for the skeleton to double-check. She shook her head. "No," she replied quietly, "It wasn't a dream. Dreams don't hurt that much."

Serge, the fortress, the way his eyes had changed -

Kid shook her head, mentally snapping herself away from such unpleasant thoughts. "Brilliant!" she replied, grinning, "thanks, mate!" She held out her hand to the other. "Me name's Kid. What's yours?"