Where am I?

             ”W h y.               Nor do I know where one is.               At least not in this state.” He replied, as he watched the other. The angel remained confused, more or so left in but a simplistic daze. Yet nonetheless, he had only but to wonder. What was she doing with gold coins? 

…wait, had he said ‘exploded’?

Why anyone would be happy about seeing a bunch of rum-soaked, unwashed, cutthroats was beyond Cassandra’s comprehension.      ”Um… yeah.” she replied finally.  Turning her attention away from the strange woman, the barmaid motioned at the path towards her tavern.

“It’s just… I’ve read stories,” she said in an awkward attempt to try and explain herself. She had read stories, after all. And seen movies and pictures and that ride at Disney, but she couldn’t tell her about those.

   ”Follow me then! We are not far from the area.” she replied, lifting an arm to motion left.  The clearing would be hard for the Hunters to find, which is why Mahia had chosen that spot for her camp. The only problem would be navigating through the underbrush of the forest. 

         ”That’s nice  of  you  to say. I            suppose I’m not completely            awful, but it doesn’t change            the fact  that  I’m  a  demon.”

She shouldn’t judge. This was not her universe, where she had been taught that demons (which were not literally real) were evil. Either way, she should probably be careful.

“I don’t think I’m a danger to anyone,” she said, trying to sound more confident than she felt and failing miserably.

"Well, yes, but New Orleans is known for their graveyards." She shrugged lightly. "They all have this rustic beauty about. They’re just… gorgeous." 

"It still seems kind of creepy to me," she said. A cemetery was a cemetery, no matter how rustic the beauty of it, to Alli. A place full of dead people and totally definitely not possibly their ghosts.

Her eyes flicked to the other, causing her neck to tilt up awkwardly, if only for a moment.  —— “You gonna join me?”

         ”I believe I know what you mean…”

"Come on," she said, "Let's get to those safe spots you know."

"Isn't a graveyard kind of a creepy place to go?" she asked. She'd never been fond of places like that. Alli preferred to spend her time around the living, not the dead.

               ”—Nice to meet you too.”

"You okay?" she asked. The girl seemed to be at a loss, and she was having difficulty getting words out. Had Alli said something? She wasn't sure. Maybe the whole situation was just starting to wear on the poor girl.

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"Holy shit.”

"What's up?" she said, tense and unsure that using the expression would be appropriate at the moment.

He could deal with her and, as long as she wasn’t trying to kill anyone, go back to his business.

Mahia leaned forward and folded her arms beneath her chest, elbows resting on the table. she was curious as to why it sounded like this woman wouldn’t be here for much longer.     “If I may ask, are you planning to travel soon? I apologize if it is none of my business…”

"I wouldn't really call it 'planning,'" she said, "But I can't stay. It's not that I don't want to. I mean, it's not like I really have a choice either way. I just..." She looked down at the table and fiddled with the wrapper of her food a little. "I can never stay."