Having the wind knocked out of him from the sheer unexpectedness of the turn of events, Shea struggled with a creature he probably shouldn’t be having trouble with. Gritting his teeth, he tried to roll to the side and pin the creature under him, but its weight on his chest was robbing him of much-needed oxygen to do the deed. It didn’t help that the Wooly’s confused bleating rang loudly in his ears, disorienting him further. He groped for his dagger on the ground, hoping that it had landed nearby. If he could only stab the Wooly on the side, he could kick it off, and—
He heard Annette shouting from the side, and panic seized him. Was she in trouble? Why was she screaming? Had more of these things come? Taking as deep of a breath as he could, he curled his knees and tried to kick up the Wooly, managing to get it in the air with his legs when it suddenly flew off. He had to blink several times, wondering what had just happened.
Upon hearing Annette’s voice, he rolled to his side and sat on his heels, looking up at her. “I’m okay…” he answered, brushing off his chest. He frowned at the scratch marks that had appeared all over his upper body, but thankfully they didn’t go any deeper. “Annette okay?” he asked, slowly standing up. He looked around for the Wooly. “Where it go?” He lowered his head sadly. “Gone…No bag…So sorry…”
Annette smiled and sighed with relief, “Yes I’m fine…” She frowned at the cuts, “If I had my bag we could put something on those so they won’t get infected…” She looked to the bushes where she previously kicked the wooly and pointed the dagger, “When you pushed him up, I kick him into those bushes.” She blinked for a moment before she realized that she still had the dagger. She shook her head and handed it back to him, “I-I tried to make myself look more intimidating…” Annette laughed with a tilt of her head, “It didn’t really work…”
"I—" She bit her lip at his sad expression before smiling up at him, "Hey don’t worry about it!~ I deal with these guys all the time~ Even though they follow me— and most definitely scare the cheese out of me… I think I can handle them." She didn’t want him to get hurt anymore, might as well send him on his way right?
"I’ll find them and get my bag back— I may hafta deal with a few scratches but…" She shrugged and giggled, "I’ll be fine~ Watching you wrestle with that monster gave me some courage actually!~" What a lie that was. The poor girl was visibly shaking in her boots. She didn’t want to go alone, but if it meant not being a both then well… Annette didn’t mind.
"I’m sorry you got hurt— you don’t hafta stay, you should get those scratches cleaned."
Cecilia strode down the dirt path that lead out of Alvarna, her hair flowing in the crisp wind and hands clasping each other. The half-elf was on her way to the store outside her town to buy produce for the De Sainte-Coquille family’s dinners, seeing as they enjoyed fresh, quality produce that Kyle might not always have grown and available.
As she walked up the steep hill she felt her legs beginning to tire in the summer heat so she stopped for a short rest. Once she had started to walk again and had reached the top of the hill, she noticed a short figure rapidly approaching her from a distance.
There was no time to move or turn back, all that the girl could do was make a quick yelp as a blonde mail woman crashed into her. “Eep!” she cried as their bodies collided and began to tumble down the hill that Cecilia had just conquered.
Just as the two had come to a stop, Cecilia found herself underneath the unfamiliar post woman she had crashed into. “I’m so sorry for crashing into you… but would you mind if I asked you to get off of me?” she asked with a nervous smile, unsure of what else to say at that moment.
"Oh!" Annette blinked and jumped off of the the elf, "I am so sorry, here let me help you up~" She took hold of her hand and pulled her up with a smile, "I really am sorry for running into you— I was just doing my rounds and got a little too excited I guess— I’m very sorry." The rubbed the back of her head with a nervous smile.
"I guess I can’t control my own speed— M-My name is Annette by the way! Nice to meet you…"
Yes, there are sometimes people who aren’t what they seem, if you understand what I mean. It may take some time to adjust to these different people and their ways of life but living in a small town like Sharance you seem to look after each other… [Nods his head] Its nice. I wouldn’t be one to get into another person’s business but I wish you luck with your apology. [Smiles]
Oh you’re so nice and polite Gaius!~ I can tell that you care a lot from this town— though you look a bit short I can tell you have a big heart~ *tilts head and sticks tongue out with a giggle* I really could get used to visiting this town. There are a lot of interesting characters here!
Ohreally?[Cocks a brow] Well then we should try it out some time, you and I in a race!
All right, that’s fine man. You just seem like a pretty cool one and I think we’re gonna get along good, y’know? Sometimes I can tell with just a look at the dude, ha ha! Anyway its still good to wait a while, I know that. Definitely agree with it more than my sis’, too…
You bet! Just name the time and place.
*nods* Right! So~ Where is your sister anyways— I don’t think I ran into her yet. What does she do at your resort? What do you do anyways? *tilts head* Sell fish? Teach how to fish? Be a fish? Do you have fish costumes to? *laughs* I’m just being silly, but really I’m s interested!
Laughing a little she nodded. “Okay! Wonderful! Then I’ll be right back~” Rosalind gestured around her, her sleeves rustling. Just before hurrying off to get the younger girl some milk, she suggested, “Oh, anywhere is fine. If you put them on the steps you’ll be sure not to lose them.”
Returning shortly with a glass of milk and a plate of cookies in case Annette felt peckish as well, she set them down on the outdoor table. “There we go! Refreshments and a bite to eat!”
Annette nodded and took off her shoes, placing them by the steps where she was told. She waited by the table patiently for Rosalind to bring out an extra glass of milk. At the sight of the milk and cookies Annette squeaked with appreciation, “Wow!~ That looks great!~” She patted her stomach happily before sitting at the table with bright wide eyes staring at the milk.
"Thank you so much!~ I haven’t eaten since this morning!" She took her cup and drank at least half of it, "So yummy!~" She cooed happily, "Rosalind you are so very kind, thank you again for this."
Oh, hello there, Miss Mailwoman! *laughs a bit*
Oh! Hello!~ You look new— My name is Annette and I guess you know what I do~ What might be your name? And what can I help you with today?~ *giggles*