Snow glanced back over his shoulder, and nearly sighed. The woman was being.. well, far too overdramatic, just standing there with that forlorn expression. The man rolled his shoulders and continued on his way, leading her to his house.
"What are you doing, wandering about Rabanastre, dressed like that? Do you even have a dagger? There are thugs, lowlives, and rapists out here, just waiting for an easy mark like you!" he sounded almost angry with her, "You're a l'Cie, Serah, back on Cocoon every single man and woman would have feared you, and been out for your blood, and you're not even armed out here."
Eventually they made it to his house, sparse though it was. He let her go, and unlocked the door, swinging it open ahead of her, "Go on in, get cleaned up."
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Date: 2010-04-04 03:48 pm (UTC)"What are you doing, wandering about Rabanastre, dressed like that? Do you even have a dagger? There are thugs, lowlives, and rapists out here, just waiting for an easy mark like you!" he sounded almost angry with her, "You're a l'Cie, Serah, back on Cocoon every single man and woman would have feared you, and been out for your blood, and you're not even armed out here."
Eventually they made it to his house, sparse though it was. He let her go, and unlocked the door, swinging it open ahead of her, "Go on in, get cleaned up."