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Inktober Day 2 - Suit

The same strong hand that held me in place now dragged me through the group of mercenaries towards the clearing in the middle of the crowd, throwing me on the floor with an effortless push.

I managed to catch myself before my head hit the floor, gasping out in pain as I did, quickly curling into myself, braced for whatever else would come.

"Found this kid sneaking in, sir" the man said, his foot lightly kicking my leg as he gestured to me.

Silence followed his words; a silence I didn't dare to interrupt, keeping my head low, remaining where I had been thrown, only barely glancing up upon hearing the nearing footsteps approach me before a pair of sleek black boots came to a stop in front of me.

My eyes darted to the hand as it reached for my face, it's cold touch circling over my cheek before settling under my chin, ever so slowly tilting my head up to meet the person's gaze. My breath hitched at the touch, my gaze caught by the unusual skin-tight suit worn by the figure, intricately accentuating every dent of their slender body, interrupted only with the occasional patch of armour on the knees, chest, arms.

"And who might you be, stowaway?"

The surprisingly calm voice caused me to immediately look up, meeting with the woman's observant gaze, watching me carefully; studying me...

She tilted her head to the side, eyebrows furrowing in concentration as she leaned in closer, her thumb softly caressing over the scratch on my cheek and I winced at the sudden sting.

F*ck, forgot about that.

"Who did this to you...?" her gaze shifted from me to the man standing behind me, her eyes narrowing into a glare. "Was it you?"

"No ma'am, found 'em like this curled up in some corner like a stray" he quickly responded, a tremble accompanying his words.

The woman hummed in response, returning her gaze to me and I quickly looked away, not wanting her to catch me staring.

"Are you mute or summthin'?" She asked. I didn't dare speak, simply shaking my head in response. 

"Then speak up, kid" she tilted my head up again to prompt me to look her in the eye, smiling ever so slightly when I did- why... Why was she smiling at me?