Destination: Desperation

[Ash]

Ash smirked at his remark. 'Imitation Demon' That's a new one. She began to collect her Claw by rolling up the rope and dragging the metal across the stone floor just a couple times before it reached her feet and she bent over casually to pick it up and then put the whole thing on her belt which held a hook for her hook. She did this while he snapped back at her and turned to leave. "Oh.. Now who's being rude?" She said with a smirk, then with long legs she casually followed him, the strings of her pants lightly smacking the denim cloth.

"Of course you don't know me." She started, so he knew she was near by still. "We weren't introduced or anything, not like that was my fault." Still wasn't, as he was walking away from her now. "But there's not a lot of people around with your eyes." She started. Sure that was almost the only thing she remembered about him. Was he always this tall? He looked shorter last time. Maybe it was the distance. She had been pretty far away. But there was something she remembered from before that he couldn't hide, change, or deny. "No one has the aura that you do either." She explained, throwing her hands behind her head now, and walking along with him like they were already friends, companions, partners... Whatever it was that they looked like from some other view, her casual steps and his dark mood.

Aura might not be the right word for it either.. Because its not like she could see it. She felt it though. Actually.. She was drawn to it. It felt... Right.