- Azure Skies -

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Island Chapter 12: Fireside Talk

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I grit my teeth and hissed painfully, pulling the pilfered pike into my cloak, clutching my bleeding arm. I started speaking before I could stop myself.

“WHAT THE HELL?!” I barked at the stranger, much to their shock.

“*I should ask you the same-??*” The blonde hissed back, reaching for my suspiciously pike shaped cloak. “Give it.”

I stepped out of reach, raising a bloodied hand “No. You *SHOT* me.”

“Not my fault you looked like a troodon—“ They paused, huffing? “… If I patch you up, will you stop acting like a *CHILD*?”

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After a bit of fuss and handmade wrappings from the stranger, I found myself sitting by their fire with them, staring up at her face in silence, up until they spoke again.

“Alba,” She checked the pike over, but I could tell she was watching my in her peripheral. “That’s my name.”

“Iii… didn’t ask-?” I blinked up at her.

“You should’ve.” Alba replied curtly. “…What’s with the mask? It’s pretty easy to tell that you’re a chimera just by looking at you.”

“Huh?” It was startling and confusing to hear so *casually*… and thinking closer, it’s pretty easy to tell what she was talking about.

“Nevermind. You new here? Haven’t seen anyone like you in this area in a while.” She paused, offering some cooked meat.

I gladly took it, I was starting to get hungry, anyway. “A bit? Why, anyone else nearby?” I sunk my teeth into the cooked goodness.

“Welllll…” Alba paused, choosing her words. “The Walking City *should* be in the area. …My partner Chris is uh… Trading there right now.”

“Huh. What the hell—“

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Wheee

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—Silver Ghost