Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140605035615/@comment-5290299-20140606161308

Zaffre and Putrea walked through the doors of the Dust Till Dawn Shop.

Her lips curled. The shop hadn't changed since she was last here. With a bright and warm smile on her face the girl walked towards the counter. Amazingly, the old man was still there. Feeling that there was a customer, the old man turned around, a smile matching Zaffre's appeared on his face.

"Oho, Cindy how have you been?"

"Rather good shopkeeper!" The girl exclaimed in pride. "I've had some tough times lately but I'm surviving."

"Oh, good, good. Did you come for the usual?"

"Yes!" The weaponsmith nodded. "Also, would you happen to have any toolboxes on hand?" A slender right finger sratched her right cheek. "My uh...last one got totalled by a curious bunch."

Putrea performed an innocent whistle. He knew that he was one of the three cdurious bunch, and knew that in the end HE would be paying for the new tools.

"Alright then, we have some in the fourth row in the back, take your pick."

"Thank you!" Blonde hair boounced as Zaffre tuned on her heel towaqrds the back of the shop. As she did, Putrea took out his scroll.

Despite the item being on silent, he still felt the mechanism activate. Opening it, he was greated with a message.

"Vega: Detected."

Green eyes narrowed once more.

Those guys...they must have detected that group...

The info brooker glanced back at Zaffre, seeing her at the corner of his right eye. Bright, blue and brown eyes were wide, seeming to sparkle in a way like how a child would stare at a wrapped gift for christmas.

We need to get out of here...

Placing his scroll back into his pocket, he tredded along to his blue clothed partner.

Hearing the door open, Putrea's curiousity won over. Turning around, he saw three girls enter the shop.

No ordinary girls at that.

''Wait...I think...yes that Team DGTL. But where is the-No not important right now! We don't need a BEacon team after us! If they recognize me or Zaffre....''

The ninja paced towards the weaponsmith and stood alongside her.

Zaffre was slightly startled by the sudden approach until she felt his mouth by her ear, hot air following the words that caused her once excited orbs to fill with sudden calmness.

"Even if we are a year ahead of them, taking on three of their members and THEM is going to be difficult."

Zaffre didn't have to decipher much. The message was clear. Grab the stuff and get out.