The Bladed Rose

Chapter ten: I met someone today.

   Ahem, cough cough, not sure if I should actually make this chapter. Fuck it, IT IS HERE LADIES AND GENTS! THE (PROBABLY) DESIRED "SHIP" CHAPTER(S). So. How it allll began. Well, I was in a different reality (as you do) and did something apparently against the law here. Well... I did stab someone to death... guess that's kinda illegal in most places. -sigh- I'm in jail. Yay, I'm trapped in a metal box with bars on the holes. Whoopdee motherfucking doo.

   HOWEVER, I wasn't alone in my little cell. There was a lady, a um... very very good looking lady eh heh heeeeeehhhhhhhhh.... I hate myself. Apparently she was in here for trespassing. I was bored so I sat down and decided to strike a conversation with her. "So, how long you been in here?" I question curiously.

   She looks towards me, oh her eyes are pretty... wait ignore that! I wish this wasn't written and instead typed... She smirked, straightening her posture from leaning against the wall when I had her attention. "Oh, just a day or two. I should be out soon enough. Why? Is a pretty lady like you trying to get out?~" Well then. WELP, GUESS THIS IS HAPPENING. I blushed a tad (HA! A tad XD) and clear my throat

   "Well yes, I am trying to get out. Not necessarily my intention to spend the rest of my life behind bars y'know? Buuuut, if all the inmates are like you, don't think it'd be that bad. Heh." HA! TWO CAN PLAY THAT GAME!

   "Oh but all the others are ruffians, just backstreet bikers and the like you know? Although, I am rather curious as to why you are here. One pretty lady is enough, but it seems like it'll be quite fun with two~" Shit. She's better at the flirt than I am. TIME TO STEP UP MY GAME.

   "You sure you wanna know? It's a... bloody business I've found myself in after all. And you are oh so correct miss, quite, quite fun~" I suck at this.

   She leaned forwards a bit, breathing her words a bit more. "Well, lots of adventuring can't come without a little blood, and I live for the thrill~ A pretty little business woman like you in such a bloody bloody business must have many, many fun stories to tell, right?~" Oh lady you have no idea the stories I have to tell. My cheeks were steadily getting even redder, thanks body for betraying me.

   "Haha... I have an entire arsenal of stories. I've been... everywhere. And the reasoning behind my imprisonment being I stabbed someone 32 times in the stomach. As I've said, bloody business." Good job Sam, you don't know the meaning of keeping secrets. Idiot.

   Her face changed, not to what I would have expected though. She chuckled, quickly asking "Oh, and what did this guy do to deserve that? Where and when was this? Could you describe him still? How did you get into such a situation? Can I assume this isn't the first time?" Wow, lotsa excited questions. She had leaned forwards even more instead of leaning back, and looked almost like a kid in a candy store! Something was seriously wrong with this woman, I mean, I just admitted I'm a killer... so you get CLOSER to the killer and start asking questions??? Well... I mean... not like I really mind but still. And at this point if she leaned in more she'd be on top of me. Ahem, stop writing Sam. Stop writing.

   "He was a stalker. It was in a usually empty street called Saints street during the later hours. He was middle aged, balding, wearing a shitty suit and smelled like alcohol. And yes, this could probably be the 300th time, maybe even more." I once again let the water fall, the water being sensitive information.

   Her eyes widened and she leaned back so she wasn't about to kiss me with the slightest lean... not that I mind... at all, totally not. "So, you adventure a lot?" She still had on a grin, what is she getting at? "And you wanna get out of heeere?"

   "Well yes. You could say that I'm a prolific adventurer, and yes I'm desperate to leave. Hate being cooped up."

   "Haha! Then take me with you! I love adventuring, it is my life! And you seem to have quite the stories to tell and more to experience! I'm sure with all of your current experience you won't need much but I'll try my best to be helpful, although you'll have to expect me to stray from you from time to time in order to check something out of course." Well then. Wasn't really expecting that... I don't want to involve her in my end of the world life... but... I won't be alone anymore. I can't stand the cold loneliness anymore, so against my better judgement I agreed to allow her to travel with me.