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After her job with Zenshin to protect the wealthy politician from being attacked and assassinated, they had took the same train to get back home. During the ride, they had begun a little conversation. Nothing big, rather the exact thing people called "small talk". The weather, the world and a lot of meaningless things that had no real substance came to word. But, Iana had felt relieved that she could talk like that. That she could speak freely about any little thought that came into her mind no matter how irrelevant it might have been. And even though the conversation truly was only "little" and Iana was very careful with her speech and voice and what exactly of her momentary and fleeting thoughts were pronounced towards Zenshin, she herself decided to accept the situation as "fun". At least for that moment, after the job had been finished. Relieved and sleepy, she had left part of her mind on the trainride with Zenshin. The result of the whole conversation was then, a meeting between the both of them. She had asked if they could discuss what kind of job he would accompany her on next. When going off, Zenshin had asked her where she lived. Recalling that Zenshin seemed quite serious about the comment that he did not want to be lied to, she didn't say anything. A mere "uhh.... In... IN THE EVENING" was thrown towards Zenshin that night. The little tiny bar would be their meeting place. The day was next week.
During another quite spontaneous job that Meoru had driven her to do, she forgot all about the meeting. Thus, the little yellow note on which reminding words for the meeting were written, was the only thing that would make her remember it. It happened that the whole week, her head could stay clear. She would have surely messed up her mind about a sort of date with another human being. Meoru knew as well. But thus it happened that on the date in question, Iana's surprise was the only feeling about the meeting that popped up. There were no worries anymore, her thoughts could stay light as a feather. She would also finally be able to go back to Oak Town and have a chat with Ean. Deciding to spend more than just the time after the sunset with Ean, Iana had already arrived early, somewhere around 6 pm.
As she walked through the historic town, it's wounds, scars and marks that the ancient past had left there on those very streets and buildings, out in the open for everyone to see if he just spent some time to take a closer look, invoked nostalgia within Iana. Her eyes knew the stone-covered alleys. She had taken a closer look during one point of her life already, and never forgot it. It was something burned into her very soul. During daytime, this town was truly a landmark for history and ancient times, but at night this rundown and rotting place gave birth to very weird creatures. Petty criminals, homeless people, prostitutes and drunkards. The general social low-class. It hurt Iana to walk on the pavement, but no matter how much her skin itched and her head shook while her heart skipped faster, her soul wouldn't let go. Every now and then she would return right here to take a look at all the things she left behind. All the monuments of her life, that seemed so little and torn in the eyes of others. They were here. The annual Moon Knight Festival, the old temple and the old house of royals at the highest point of Oak Town. Iana knew them, and that was it. It was one of the only things she would ever be sure of. This town was timeless, it never seemed to change. Nevertheless, it was an ever gloomy town that bared so many hurtful memories for Iana she would never let go. The countless times she had to run away from Rune Knights or shop owners, the many days that Ean had to grant her an asylum, the dozens of times Iana had to sell her body just for a place to sleep.
A hiss resounded quietly but forcefully through her teeth. "Tch." The spit hit the ground. Iana's eyes traced the place before the bar. She had already been inside, talked with Ean and told him what was actually happening. She wanted to clear him up about all the things that were going on in her life, just as much as she wanted to know about the things happening in his life. It had been a good talk. A real conversation. The caliber that usually only Meoru was able to squeeze out of her on these very rare occasions. After having a drink or two with him, she went outside to wait. Her early arrival was also for reasons to secure that she wouldn't be coming timely to this appointment. And now Iana was sitting on the steps up to the inn since around 45 minutes watching the sky. The sun had set, it was getting late. Somewhere around 10-11 pm, plus or minus. She had rented a room in the inn for the night so she had a place to sleep. She was quite prepared for this day. Letting her eyes swoop up to the sky, she smiled. The corners of her lips showed a, despite being extremely tiny and almost seeming like a situationary relievedness, a sign of happiness.
During another quite spontaneous job that Meoru had driven her to do, she forgot all about the meeting. Thus, the little yellow note on which reminding words for the meeting were written, was the only thing that would make her remember it. It happened that the whole week, her head could stay clear. She would have surely messed up her mind about a sort of date with another human being. Meoru knew as well. But thus it happened that on the date in question, Iana's surprise was the only feeling about the meeting that popped up. There were no worries anymore, her thoughts could stay light as a feather. She would also finally be able to go back to Oak Town and have a chat with Ean. Deciding to spend more than just the time after the sunset with Ean, Iana had already arrived early, somewhere around 6 pm.
As she walked through the historic town, it's wounds, scars and marks that the ancient past had left there on those very streets and buildings, out in the open for everyone to see if he just spent some time to take a closer look, invoked nostalgia within Iana. Her eyes knew the stone-covered alleys. She had taken a closer look during one point of her life already, and never forgot it. It was something burned into her very soul. During daytime, this town was truly a landmark for history and ancient times, but at night this rundown and rotting place gave birth to very weird creatures. Petty criminals, homeless people, prostitutes and drunkards. The general social low-class. It hurt Iana to walk on the pavement, but no matter how much her skin itched and her head shook while her heart skipped faster, her soul wouldn't let go. Every now and then she would return right here to take a look at all the things she left behind. All the monuments of her life, that seemed so little and torn in the eyes of others. They were here. The annual Moon Knight Festival, the old temple and the old house of royals at the highest point of Oak Town. Iana knew them, and that was it. It was one of the only things she would ever be sure of. This town was timeless, it never seemed to change. Nevertheless, it was an ever gloomy town that bared so many hurtful memories for Iana she would never let go. The countless times she had to run away from Rune Knights or shop owners, the many days that Ean had to grant her an asylum, the dozens of times Iana had to sell her body just for a place to sleep.
A hiss resounded quietly but forcefully through her teeth. "Tch." The spit hit the ground. Iana's eyes traced the place before the bar. She had already been inside, talked with Ean and told him what was actually happening. She wanted to clear him up about all the things that were going on in her life, just as much as she wanted to know about the things happening in his life. It had been a good talk. A real conversation. The caliber that usually only Meoru was able to squeeze out of her on these very rare occasions. After having a drink or two with him, she went outside to wait. Her early arrival was also for reasons to secure that she wouldn't be coming timely to this appointment. And now Iana was sitting on the steps up to the inn since around 45 minutes watching the sky. The sun had set, it was getting late. Somewhere around 10-11 pm, plus or minus. She had rented a room in the inn for the night so she had a place to sleep. She was quite prepared for this day. Letting her eyes swoop up to the sky, she smiled. The corners of her lips showed a, despite being extremely tiny and almost seeming like a situationary relievedness, a sign of happiness.
- OOC:
- I hope this post is somewhat descriptive about the premise of our meeting, if any questions tell me and I'll edit to clarify
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