Characters: Black★Star and Aerith Content: Expert Assassin needs a healing touch. Location: Bryant Park Hotel Time of day: Afternoon Warnings: Black★Star
Aerith had been down in the lobby for most of the morning and part of the early afternoon relaxing with a cup of tea. It had been several days since she'd returned from the other island and for the most part, she'd been keeping low and resting. Her abilities had only recently begun to return, though for some reason she was still tired. She attributed that to the fact that she'd been completely drained while she'd been asleep on that island.
Regardless, she was feeling better now than she had been, so she'd taken to enjoying the couch in the lobby, which was where she was when someone walked into the area. She glanced up to see who it was and immediately placed her cup on the table as she stood up to move to his side.
"You're hurt," she commented, not needing anyone to tell her that. "What happened? I may be able to help."
Aerith had to hide a laugh behind her hand at that, though once he was done, she grinned and offered a round of applause so he wouldn't think she was laughing at him. He was cute, for all he seemed a bit... unusual.
"Then you'd better hurry off and continue on that way!" she told him encouragingly, still grinning.
Black★Star grinned, a rather spectacularly happy Grin. It's amazing what being without a fever does to a boy's demeanor. He quickly scribbled his signature onto a piece of paper and handed it to Aerith.
He then, without any hint or evidence he would, rushed off at top speed out the door of Bryant Park. Nearly destroying the door on his way out.
Regardless, she was feeling better now than she had been, so she'd taken to enjoying the couch in the lobby, which was where she was when someone walked into the area. She glanced up to see who it was and immediately placed her cup on the table as she stood up to move to his side.
"You're hurt," she commented, not needing anyone to tell her that. "What happened? I may be able to help."
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"Then you'd better hurry off and continue on that way!" she told him encouragingly, still grinning.
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He then, without any hint or evidence he would, rushed off at top speed out the door of Bryant Park. Nearly destroying the door on his way out.
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