Shifter RPG

"Alright." she said, and started walking at his pace again. 'f*** you and your mind reading, f*** it. Now I can't think in peace.' she thought.

The village came into sight and Archaea pulled his hat down harshly. Difference was volatile and unpredictable; not a very comforting thought.

Difference sparked up. "Wait here. I don't want to be seen with you. People will think your my grandfather or something." She said and immediately dashed to the town hall.

"I'm not that old." He said. He limped over to a bench by food vendor and scrunched into his jacket.
"She's going to do it. Damn the wolves..."

She went and asked the town hall. (i dont know. im sorry.)

Children played in the streets. Vendors happily sold their wares. Archaea only wondered what it was like for Zane, the martyr, in this war-stricken town.

Diff walked out with a grin and ran to Archaea. "I got approved." She said, an tossed him some money. "Keep it. I told you I'd take you to a town then go, didn't I?" she laughed, then crossed her arms. "And its sorta sad y'know. 'Cuz you were growin on me."

"You've certainly.. changed." He looked at the coins.
"You didn't...?"

She hit him lightly on his head. "Yes I did, silly. I said; I'll take you there and leave as long as it nearby. Besides, I can't take you to war with me. That would just be crazy, no?"

"Well, you won't be leaving for a while, you know." He flipped a coin and caught it with his other hand.

"Yeah I suppose." She said, 'Is that your way of telling me you don't want to leave my side just yet?' she taunted him in her mind.

Archaea shook his head.
"I need to keep an eye on you. You tell, you're dead."

"Alright, fine." she said. "But you cant stick with me forever." she said.

Archaea stood shakily. "I'm renting an apartment." He flipped a coin. "You should get busy finding shelter or you'll be a soldier in the street." He started off toward an apartment complex, limping painfully.

"Arg, fine." she said and headed off to find shelter. (idk)

Archaea entered the complex and slapped the money on the counter, to the amusement of the attendant. She slid the keys across the smooth counter and pointed up.
"...great directions..." he muttered as he turned away.
He unlocked the door to room 307, threw the keys on a table, took off his hat and propped his feet up. "...damn Difference."

Diff rented an apartment, not too far from the hotel. "....I'm bored."

He looked out the window, catching a glimpse of the lake in the distance. Eyes brightening, he put on his hat and stuffed his keys in his pockets, scrambling down the stairs.

Down jumped out of her apartment, bored as ever. She wanted to scream to the world that the Zebra boy was a demon, but she didn't, because she saw in amusement a checkered hat boy running straight for white lake.

A demon once told him of the clear white lake that sat at the edge of the main tribe. Of how its glorious sparkling water was said to have healed any of both psychological and physical problems alike.
But when he got close enough all he saw was a receding puddle. Trash lined the water, and all the fish had long since died. Sadness engulfed the holy spot. It cried out to him.

She walked up to him from behind. "Not a very pretty sight now-a-days." she said, with a slight laugh to her voice. "People stop caring for things, the next thing you know the whole world is one big mound of trash."

He jumped.
"It's as if demons are the only ones who still respect the gods, even after what they've done to us." He pulled his hat down firmly.

"Maybe." She said, "But whatever. I mean, water that can heal?" she snorted. ""Who cares!"

"...I care." He said, limping closer to the dirty water.
Off to the right was the old path, now overgrown, that led to Zane's decaying wooden house. Archeae felt he didn't have to stomach to see that, especially after the other demon's description of it.

"Suck it up. Water that acn heal. It's like cheating your way out of death. Changing your destiny."