Thread: Hidden World (darkangel76 & Neophyte)

Cara felt a sense of relief wash over her the moment the man told her she could stay. She looked over at the couch and smiled, her body ever so slowly relaxing. That would be her bed for the night and for that she was so very relieved. As she entered the apartment, she suddenly felt her muscles releasing the tensions that had consumed them. They were strangely sore and stiff, though now being with this mercenary, waiting for his answers to her questions that would seal her fate, she felt much better. Safer. Looking over at him, she couldnt help but notice that he seemed to be pondering something. No doubt he was deciding what information he could divulge or what to divulge first. She had to wonder. Just as Caras mind began to swim with thoughts of what would come, the mercenary looked at her and interrupted them. His words were short and he wasted no time. He had business to tend to before he could chat with her and that meant she had to go along for the ride. Swallowing, she just nodded, trying to understand what he meant about being in a protection bubble while residing in her fathers mansion. Surely, that had something to do with her mother and the people whod murdered her. This only brought more questions to her already muddled mind. Yes, her life had turned upside down the moment she laid eyes on this man. It didnt take long before Cara was being escorted out of the apartment and down the stairs. Once outside, she looked across the way and was able to perfectly see their destination. Her pale eyes fixed on the sign labeling the place - Dragons Herbireium. Blinking rapidly, she watched the mercenary enter. Biting down on her lip, she followed him, opening the door and moving to walk beside him. The place was unlike anything shed ever seen. If she didnt know better shed go so far as to say that the place came off as otherworldly. Pale eyes wide, Cara hung back a little as the mercenary made his way over to the man who seemed to run the place. She only barely caught the mans name. Drake. She mouthed it to herself and then suddenly wondered what the mercenarys name was. No doubt he knew hers, daughter of Don Pablo Anderlini, but shed never been formally introduced. And her father never let her know anything about those that were hired. Setting her jaw, she decided shed ask his name when they left the strange shop they found themselves in. After all, shed already seen him naked. Cara barely made out the words exchanged between the mercenary and Drake. She knew they were talking about her and her family somewhat. And she saw them pouring over a sword of some kind. It was all so very strange and she wondered what it had to do with anything. Somewhere deep inside she knew it had to something to do with the strange conversation hed had with her father. Oh, she hoped hed explain more to her once they got back to his place. Trying not to be a bother or come off as too overly nosey, Cara began to glance about the shop. She got a weird vibe from the place, one she couldnt quite explain. It made her skin break out into goose bumps as her tummy began to flip with odd sensations. Rubbing her arms, she tried to shake the feeling. As she looked around, she noticed that the items strewn about were a rather eclectic mish mash of things one didnt normally see in a typical store. Then, again, with a name like Dragons Herbireium, she supposed she shouldnt be all that surprised. When the mercenary and Drake appeared to have finished their conversation, the man turned to face Cara. Try as she might, she couldnt read his expression. Though somehow he seemed at bit more at ease than earlier. Maybe it had to do with that sword of his. She could only wonder. Lets go, he suddenly stated. I have something to show you. The man didnt even give Cara a chance to respond. He immediately turned on his heels and headed out the door. Wait, Cara mumbled as the man briskly began to walk away. Wait! Cara quickly ran to catch up to the mercenary. His stride was fast paced as he walked out into the night and made to cross the street. As she followed him, she felt an odd weight lift from her body. Quirking a brow, she glanced back at the shop. Odd, Cara whispered half to herself and half to no one. There was definitely something strange, something off, about that place. She decided shed ask about that later as well. Turning back around, Cara could see that the man was nearly at the front entrance of his apartment building. Running to catch up, she followed him inside. The two walked in silence as they made their way back up to his place. Once back inside what she felt was the safety of the walls of his place, she let out a tiny sigh and all but flopped onto the couch. She was exhausted and still somewhat frightened. And then there were the questions swimming in her head. Looking at the man, her pale yes inquisitive, searching for answers, Cara said, Before you show me anything, may I ask just what I should call you? I know you know who I am, but her voice trailed a bit. But, Im Cara. She wanted to offer her hand out for a shake, but she was hesitant to do so. Despite that all too brief, yet very intense moment they shared back at the mansion, he seemed rather distant now. At that, she averted her eyes and held out her hand anyway. She didnt expect him to take it, but that was all right. Shed feel better making the gesture. Waiting for the man to do something, she cleared her head and braced herself for what he wanted to show her.