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Author's Note: The picture up top is the wanted poster of a White Fang Lieutenant. If you have seen this cute birdie somewhere or possess valuable information regarding him, please contact the local police immediately
Caution: Do not engage the suspect in combat, or he'll use his cuteness to eliminate you. You have been warned
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Alistair looked like she was about to vomit, her face an expression of distaste
"Alistair" I warned in a low voice "Don't spit, just hold your nose and swallow the thing"
She did as I instructed and gulped down the whole thing. Several drop of the liquid rolled down her chin, to which I wiped with a napkin
"Blergh" She shivered "Please allow me to be frank, even rabbit's blood is better than this...vile thing"
"It's called Vodka, and you're the one in blame for ordering it in the first place" I pointed out
"I just wanted to know how it tastes like, since the local vermins here seems to like it so much"
"Ha, they don't know anything. It's obvious that meat is better!" Murdoch said as he bit into his seventh piece if steak this morning. The seventh piece
I sometime wondered if his sin is Gluttony instead of Wrath like he said, or that the Grimm are all gluttons by their own and this Gluttony guy just eats more than the rest. Not that I mind, since...well...I also likes to eat a lot...but just for the purpose of gaining more power
Ahem! To sum up the untold events of yesterday, we'd just reached this village in the afternoon, at which point I've managed to convince the pair to change their own clothes to suit those of people living here. Thank god
We decided to lodged ourselves at a nearby guesthouse, paying with the money we stole from the bandits (Dead men doesn't need money after all). We managed to communicate with the manager there, courtesy to Alistair, to rent us the room
Speaking of Alistair, up until now I have never acknowledge her potential as an illusionist. She can conjured different illusions to fool others, sure. But unlike what I'd initially thought, her abilities doesn't just extend to visual imagery, it also does the same to auditory ones. What does it means?
First off, back when we were in the cave I have spared some times in teaching them human language in my free time, mainly just for entertainment's sake. I figured it would be kinda useless since our mouth structure were different than that of a human, therefore render us enable to speak to them, but whatever
My only defense to this is that I was bored, and bored people do dumb shits, like teaching grimm to read and write for example
(Let it not be said that I've received another round of 'Sasuga' from them for being able to learn human's language, whatever that word mean)
But I would never have thought my time-killing hobby would merited us in any way, shape or form. It was Alistair yesterday who came up with the idea of using [Hallucinate] to manipulate people's brain signal, therefore making them assume that we're speaking their language. And it is because of my lessons that she can accurately do it without the slightest chance of messing up
(This sparked another round of 'Sasuga!', at which point I'm just plain confused)
So as to sums it up, that means we can communicate with humans, as long as she is around to work as a sort-of translator between us with her illusions. To understand how this work, just imagine Alistair as a better version of Google Translate, only you have to stand near her for them to work. Since the illusion itself can automatically warp our voice, she only needs to continually power it to keep it activated at all times.
It does have it's limitation, however. Maintaining both visual and auditory illusions at the same time would easily tire her out, so we have to communicate as less as possible. It's decided beforehand that one of us (me) would be the speaker since I have a clearer understanding of human ethics than them (one considers human to be insects, while the other prefers to think using his muscle than his brain, it's not as much of a competition as you'd think)
Looking back at it now, I can see how drastically my plan has changed compared to my expectation. I'd originally planned for us to come to this village and steal some of the human's cattle so we can live by the winter. That would have happened, had we not encountered the bandits, whose money we took from, and Alistair hadn't came up with the crazy idea to blend in with the villagers
(She'd somehow assumed that our encounter with the bandits and my little lesson to them has been part of my plan since the start, and that I'd intended for her to figure out the details eventually, which, as you have already know...Sasuga)
Oh well, better go with the flow for now
I paid for our meal before we exited the inn we're staying at. Now that our stomachs have been filled, let's take a look around this town
This village actually doesn't seems like much at first glance. The houses looks boring, just like neat little cubes lining up parallel to each other, each of them is the same color, with the same style, and the same door. It's more like a residential area than a real village
Children were playing on the street as we walked by, laughing and running from each other, they look... genuinely happy. None of them show any sign of caring for the world, only a desire to enjoy the present to the fullest
A part of me wondered if they're aware of the fact that they will someday grow up and get a job, get a partner, live a boring life, all the while never be satisfied? Would they know that sooner or later, they'll have to live in a world where everything they care about was playing the role that society has given them?
You are a college student, you are the son of a company's director, you are a normal office worker. Different roles, same amount of expectation. As a student, your parents expects you to study hard and graduates into an excellent college. As the director's son, you are expected to one day take the charge and replaced his position as the head of the company. As an office worker, you are expected to finish your report on time and to be a yes man who nods to everything your boss says.
You are expected to...you are expected...expecting you are...expectations, expectations
These responsibilities to please everyone ... Sometime they just become too much
Truck-kun may have been the one to kill me, but all he accomplished is preventing me from killing myself that night. It was a quick death, though, so I didn't have any problem with that
You may have called me a coward, a sinner, someone who runs away from his problem by suicide. But the truth is that I'm just so sick of it, of putting on a mask everyday and go around smiling like some idiot only to get some stranger's approval of me. I'm sick of the lies and the utter bullshittery that is my past life
Maybe that's why I like being an animal more than a human. They are simpler, if they hate you they will try to kill you, if they take a liking to you they will stick to your side until the very end. None of that backstabbing stuffs people often does to each other
(You stab my back, I stab yours, and we'll be in an equal amount of pain. Apparently that's how the saying often goes)
"Ouch!" The sensation of someone crashing into me broke me out of my thought, my body halted on reflex and I look down to see who it is
I didn't actually see much. The person's face is partly hidden away by their hood. They wear a white cloak, which is red on the inside, black blouse along with a black skirt. It was a woman
She was sitting on the ground, rubbing her behind while wincing in pain. Deciding that it would be weird not to help her, I offered the woman my hand
"Are you alright, m'lady" I noted amusedly that I speaks with a British accent. Just how did Alistair managed to do that I don't know, I'll just have to ask her later
Two silver orbs stared back at me from under the hood, and my eyes slightly narrowed. I couldn't help but feel that there's something amiss
"Uhm...Yeah, I-I'm fine, at least I think so... Sorry about that" She stuttered a little bit at the start. That's probably because she's still recovering from the confusion after crashing into me, I've had that several times in my past
"No worry, miss. Just remember to be careful next time" I smiled at her
Her cheek turned pink, must be due to the cold weather. She shook her head, which revealed locks of black hair underneath
"I'll do that, thank you for the advice" The woman averted her gaze from me before hurriedly taking off to the inn's direction
"No problemo"
As I watched her leave, the gears inside my mind finally clicked together. Black hair, white cloak, silver eyes...
....It's undoubtedly Summer Rose, Ruby's mother who died in the show while she's still a child......
Frick
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Her footsteps didn't falter, her hands are not shaking, her breathing are not irregular in any way, and her heart is definitely not pounding violently in her chest
No, she feels completely fine
'AHHHHHHHH!' Summer mentally screamed 'JUST WHY DID I HAVE TO DO THAT?!'
It's not even 5 minutes sine she'd come to this place and she's already embarrassed herself! Bumping into someone in the middle of the road, then just ran away like that? Yeah, real smooth, Summer. You've just won the Most Charming Woman Of The Year Award
She can already see her daughter Ruby getting into the same scenario with someone else, and cringe just thinking about it
The situation wouldn't be so bad if it hadn't been a guy who she bumped into, and a really attractive guy at that. A blush appeared on her face, which she desperately try to hide by pulling her hood down. It feels as if she's going to die of shame at this moment
Damn it. She is here for her mission, not to ogling random boys on the street. What would Tai and the kids think of this?
Shaking her head, Summer started to find a guesthouse to stay in
Somehow, she feels as if tomorrow is going to be a long day
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"Hmm, is this the place?"
Salem looked at the surrounding house with curious eye. It's only a given, since she hadn't come to the human world for a long time
"I have a feeling my son is near here"
She tried to sense for her son's Aura, but there isn't any. Sighing, Salem turned around...
[My my, what do we have here? It's truly a miracle for the Sin of Pride to come to such a desolate place by herself]
...Only for an amused voice to echo inside her head. Salem blinked
[Hello Avindale, I see that you have awaken from your thousand-year slumber. It's truly a miracle for the Sin of Sloth to bother staying awake and talk to someone himself]
A dry laugh was her reply. It sounds weird since the voice itself was deep and powerful
[Believe me, I would be deep in sleep right now if a pretty little raven hadn't come and disturbed my sleep. I made sure the favor was paid in full]
[Ho, I understand... but why are you calling me? I'm busy you know]
[It's about your son]
This got a reaction from her
[What?! Do you know where he is?]
[No. But I believe my daughter Helen is seeking him out]
[Oh, and why is that?]
There was a slight pause at the other end. When he resumed speaking, Avindale's voice become sombre
[She learned of the secret, Salem]
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Author's Note: And that concludes this chapter, ladies and gentleman. This is probably the longest one I've written in the story (over 2,200 words) so I'm just going to take a slight break until Monday before posting the next part. See you later!
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