Meeting place!

[.:Nusumi Nabiki:.]

Nusumi walked down the main road as she counted houses. She was told to meet at the seventh house of this block.

A loud she said, "Lets see...One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six... Seven!" She slowly opened the simple wooden door and walked inside. Nusumi saw exactly what the letter said. The food! There said alot more but she mainly cared about the food.

Nusumi grabbed a plate and put some food on it. Before she ate she decided to get comfortable. She was wearing a big pink peasant shirt with the sleeves rolled up. And red shorts the where down to her upper thigh, a corrset type armor that was black with buckles. She wore matching black boots the reached her thighs. She unbuckled her armor and slid her boots off along with her big shirt. She was comfy in a black tank top that she used as an under shirt and pinkish red shorts.

It was great food! She finished quickly cleaned up her mess. After a while Nusumi grew tired. There was a small seating area in the main room. There was a lumpy little couch and she walked over to it. She layed down and began to doze off.

[Cirion Derufin]

Weary, Cirion Derufin walked through the housing district towards the house where he was going to meet with Nusumi. His armor smelled of the sewes and water continued to drip from his plate mail. Taking off his helmet; Cirion walked towards the house that he had told her to go to.

Upon reaching the door; Cirion stopped and knocked; hoping that the girl had gotten there safely.

[.:Nusumi Nabiki:.]

Nusumi heard a knock at the door. It took her a moment to wake up and she went to answer it. Opening the door she saw a beaten up Lord Derufin.

"Cirion! Are you alright!" she cried. Nusumi helped him into the house and set him on the couch.

She coughed, "Lord Derufin you smell terrible...." she waved it off cause she wasnt sure she wanted to know but she conitnued, "Is there anything you need?" she asked

[Cirion Derufin]

"Well; I am a little worse for wear, but besides that I am fine, Nusumi", said Cirion, "Right now I need time to heal and get out of this armor." Slowly, Cirion began to take of the pieces of his armor; starting with his helmet, then pauldrons, breastplate, leg plates and and riding boots. Underneath all of the armor was an aging green and yellow tunic that represented who he was. But it was ages since any knight wore such things.

Leaning back against the couch for a while to rest, but his eyes darted up to Nusumi. "I know for a fact that a bath is crucial to my survival, but I can do that myself. However, I do have your first assignment if you are interested."

[.:Nusumi Nabiki:.]

"I am intrested but you should get some rest first. You look like you have had a trying day." she said.

She stood up and looked at Cirion. THen she noticed that she was basically in her skibbies she blushed deepliy. Still blushing she stood up and said, "A bath my not be crucial to your health but it is to mine."

SHe started to walk away.