I never stopped to realize just how beautiful life is.
19
YEARS OLD
played by
Dylzoe
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| [attr=class,herkiss]The young devil hides her true face.
[attr=class,arabella]Amy Faye
[attr=class,passengerside] The heavy rain outside on this day was enough to deter the majority of the traffic outside in Upper Pavane making Amy's grocery runs smooth and easy before she made her way to the Council Building. There, she was tasked with watching over the fairy Yuuka while Ookami was in an important meeting. These days, which were relatively infrequent, were among her favorites. She spend hours on end talking to Yuuka discovering her hobbies and her passions when given the opportunity. One such passion, she quickly realized, was candy and sweets. In fact, the "grocery" run she had gone on was simply to buy her candy. She was sure to add some extra in her office. "Everyone likes to visit their boss if they have a bowl of chocolate on the desk," she thought to herself justifying the final purchase. Sweets had been in high demand recently in Pavane but due to their relative difficulty to acquire and process could be quite expensive to anyone outside of the richest of Upper Pavane. She was glad to spread the joy of such a treat to the little fairy.
However, it appeared that Ookami's meeting was going to run over his expected time. Whatever the reason, Amy was stuck with Yuuka despite having an appointment of her own. After a short consideration, she said, "Tell you what, Yuuka, I'll bring you with me on an adventure. If you're brave, I'll give you one more lolipop before I send you back to Ookami. It's a promise!"
And with that, the two stepped outside the Council Hall and into the rain. Amy's hair grew wet as she held the umbrella preferentially over Yuuka's head. It was no bother anyways; she was relatively unfazed by the inconvenience of the rain.
The two finally reached the front of the Council Prison and Amy considered what Yuuka should do. "Yuuka, there are some scary criminals down in the prison proper. The security is tight, so you should be fine, but just in case, you should stay up here, okay? I'll be in earshot so please yell for me if you get scared. I will protect you! You could even come down if you wanted. I'll leave the choice up to you." she smiled at her and patted her head, giving her the promised lolipop. "Either way, I won't be too long. We can take you back to Ookami's afterwards?"
And with that, Amy began to descend the staircase to the prison. It was a rather steep stone staircase and she had always been afraid of tripping and falling down into the damp surface below. With the rain, there was no doubt the underground level of the prison was going to be muddy. Each cell had a barred window with a vision of the outside for the posterity of the prisoners. However, when the wind blew, rain would often find its way into the cells leading to puddles of water and mud near the beds of the prisoners. One sneaky demon tried to claw his way through the softened surface, but to no avail.
One of the first cells towards the front, Amy stopped and breathed a sigh of relief. There he was. The angel - no, the demon - she called a friend. She was glad too; she knew most of the prisoners in the other cells and was not really in the mood to make small chat with them. "Ahh, there you are," she mused as she pulled up a nearby stool. "Amon. How long has it been since I have seen you? We had so few records on you, we had almost just assumed you were dead. I am glad to see you alive." It was hard to tell if her words were genuine or just platitudes. She pulled out a notebook and a pen as she crossed her legs and leaned forward to the man. "I have a small deal of business with you. Do you have a moment to chat?" |
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