12-26-2017, 11:43 AM
At the front of the siblings house, Leo stood, waiting. His legs were hurting already, but he'll rather deal with that than sit on the ground. It had so much dirt and oil and other stuff he didn't want to think about... Of course, he wouldn't tell Maria that, but he did regret arriving at 4:30.
It was 26 minutes past five when Maria arrived. Her skin was glossy from sweat, and her breathing was arrythmic and accelerated.
"Curse stupid... customers who arrive 15 minutes... before I have to leave!... I'm sorry", She said, inbetween heavy breaths.
"It's fine, don't worry"
They both entered the house, where Leo could finally rest his legs on the chair at the main room. Maria, instead, went straight to what Leo saw was her bedroom, leaving the door open. When she started to undress, Leo turned his head away – while one shouldn't be able to see her from his angle, that didn't aply to him.
"Leo!", she said from the other room. "You said earlier that you'll help on the fight. How, exactly?"
"That'll depend on who's Jerry fighting against. They seemed confident about it"
"So... you expect you won't do anything?"
"That'll be ideal"
"And if Jerry was a cocky bastard –which he is– and understimates Grook?"
"I can give him some time by distracting the enemy"
Maria came out of her bedroom. She now was wearing an oversized pair of pants, heavy boots, a tank top, and fingerless gloves with metallic spikes on the knuckles. The makeup on her face was cleaned away, but some of it was still there.
"We're about to fight. Don't be so secretive about what you can do!". She was borderline yelling.
"I'm not... !". Leo made a little pause, thinking about his past encounters with them. "… Yeah, you're right. Sorry"
"So, what'll you do, exactly?". She was back to her normal tone.
"First I'll scout the place to see how many people there are; I doubt the arms dealer will be alone. Then... Well, if things go bad, I can always mess up with the enemies by making them see things, and give you or Jerry an opening... Wait, what can you and Jerry do?"
"That's more like it!", she said, smiling. "As for us, we're both brawlers, although Jerry has been insisting in fighting with an enchanted sword for the past months. We used to be a lot stronger, but now we can only count on weapons to do our job"
"So, you'll punch them to dead with those spikes on your gloves?"
"Pretty much"
"Sounds fine by me. Are your gloves enchanted too?"
"Yeah, although not as much as Jerry's sword. They punch hard, but that's because *I* punch hard!". She made a punching motion.
Leo took his phone and looked at the time: 5:43pm.
"You didn't tell me you had a phone", she said.
"I got it just today. I thought that maybe I'll need it now". Leo sat up. "But it's getting late. Perhaps we should hurry?"
"Of course! Let's go"
They both left the house, and walked to the agreeded place... Which Leo didn't know about – the other reasson he came to Maria, besides wanting to help her.
In their way, they exchanged numbers. Just in case.
It was 26 minutes past five when Maria arrived. Her skin was glossy from sweat, and her breathing was arrythmic and accelerated.
"Curse stupid... customers who arrive 15 minutes... before I have to leave!... I'm sorry", She said, inbetween heavy breaths.
"It's fine, don't worry"
They both entered the house, where Leo could finally rest his legs on the chair at the main room. Maria, instead, went straight to what Leo saw was her bedroom, leaving the door open. When she started to undress, Leo turned his head away – while one shouldn't be able to see her from his angle, that didn't aply to him.
"Leo!", she said from the other room. "You said earlier that you'll help on the fight. How, exactly?"
"That'll depend on who's Jerry fighting against. They seemed confident about it"
"So... you expect you won't do anything?"
"That'll be ideal"
"And if Jerry was a cocky bastard –which he is– and understimates Grook?"
"I can give him some time by distracting the enemy"
Maria came out of her bedroom. She now was wearing an oversized pair of pants, heavy boots, a tank top, and fingerless gloves with metallic spikes on the knuckles. The makeup on her face was cleaned away, but some of it was still there.
"We're about to fight. Don't be so secretive about what you can do!". She was borderline yelling.
"I'm not... !". Leo made a little pause, thinking about his past encounters with them. "… Yeah, you're right. Sorry"
"So, what'll you do, exactly?". She was back to her normal tone.
"First I'll scout the place to see how many people there are; I doubt the arms dealer will be alone. Then... Well, if things go bad, I can always mess up with the enemies by making them see things, and give you or Jerry an opening... Wait, what can you and Jerry do?"
"That's more like it!", she said, smiling. "As for us, we're both brawlers, although Jerry has been insisting in fighting with an enchanted sword for the past months. We used to be a lot stronger, but now we can only count on weapons to do our job"
"So, you'll punch them to dead with those spikes on your gloves?"
"Pretty much"
"Sounds fine by me. Are your gloves enchanted too?"
"Yeah, although not as much as Jerry's sword. They punch hard, but that's because *I* punch hard!". She made a punching motion.
Leo took his phone and looked at the time: 5:43pm.
"You didn't tell me you had a phone", she said.
"I got it just today. I thought that maybe I'll need it now". Leo sat up. "But it's getting late. Perhaps we should hurry?"
"Of course! Let's go"
They both left the house, and walked to the agreeded place... Which Leo didn't know about – the other reasson he came to Maria, besides wanting to help her.
In their way, they exchanged numbers. Just in case.